Hanna had not long returned to work after time off having her first baby. She had worked hard to get her figure back and when she got an invite for a leaving drink in the bar at work, for a colleague, she happily accepted.
She wore skin tight jeans, black heels, a figure hugging white blouse and sexy black bra and thong. Hanna knew she looked great and felt really sexy. Her husband expressed a concurring opinion, and when he dropped her off, he threatened to take advantage of her when she got home, particularly if she were tipsy. Hanna smiled back at her husband and said, "Well be prepared cause I haven't had a good drink for ages. I aim to put that right."
He laughed and drove home whilst she went first into her office. Hanna actually had a small building all to herself just next to the main reception, which had very limited access to others. It had a few rooms including the office, waiting room and a video suite. Leaving her coat and bag, she reset the alarm and walked around to the bar in the main building.
There were about 50 people in the bar, but the girl hanna was meeting wasn't there.
Others greeted her and an old friend Jim, brought her a vodka and coke. He was slightly older than Hanna, white about 6', with rust coloured hair. She knew he fancied her as he had tried to chat her up just before she got married. He introduced a friend from another department, whom she had never seen before. He was younger about 6'2", black, well-built and named himself, Tone. Hanna spent a good hour or so chatting and they brought several more vodka's and the conversation got ever more risqué as the alcohol caused them to relax.
Hanna knew she was getting tipsy, and remembering what her husband had promised she started to get horny. Somehow the conversation turned to the relative sizes of black and white cocks. Tone insisted it was true, whilst Jim bragged that he was more than adequately served in that department. Tone said, "What's your view Hanna, black is best, right!"
Hanna blushed, "I wouldn't know." She replied coyly.
Tone cut in quick as a flash, "What, you've not done a white guy?"
Hanna giggled and answered without thinking, the vodka clouding her better judgement, "No, I've not been with a black guy."
Tone drew in his breath in mock horror, "you've never experienced a big cock, how terrible!"
"I never said that either." She responded.
Jim laughed, "Told you, big doesn't require a suntan. So who was the lucky guy with the massive dick?"
"I'm a happily married woman and this is not the conversation I should be having. So what's the weather like?" She smiled.
Jim, seeing that Hanna wasn't ready to go into further detail at this moment, brought another round of drinks and started talking about his new car, whilst Hanna showed polite interest, relieved at the change of direction. All the alcohol ensured however that she kept giggling at his jokes. Tone disappeared and Jim conned her into going to check his car to resolve a light hearted dispute he had engineered between them.
Having agreed and Jim telling her it was only down in the underground car park they left the bar. As she walked over he said, "It might be a bit dark down there, I hope you trust me to behave as you look really great."
Hanna giggled, "I'm sure you will, you wouldn't fancy an old married woman?"
He laughed, "Don't be so sure."
They arrived at the underground car park, which was in deed poorly lit and Jim led them over to the car, both continuing to flirt. Although she was horny and well tipsy this was fairly innocent, albeit generating a reasonable amount of sexual tension. Jim opened the driver's door and pointed to the disputed function. Hanna leant in to check and smiled looking over your shoulder, "Ok you win."
As she stood up and turned away from the car, Jim was stood directly in front of her with his face inches from hers, "Well I deserve a proper prize." He demanded smiling.
Hanna smiled coyly; playing along with what she still thought was innocent banter, "What had you in mind?"
He didn't answer but placed his hands on her waist and pulled Hanna toward him whilst leaning forward until his lips clamped over hers. Hanna was a little shocked and tried to pull away, but he held her firmly and she felt his tongue slip between her lips and begin to explore her mouth. Hanna found herself responding, countering his tongue with hers. She felt his left hand slide up her back, under her blouse and pulling her closer, whilst his right hand grabbed her denim encased arse, allowing him to grind his hardness against Hanna's groin. She shuddered a little and brought her arms up to embrace his head and return his kisses with interest. With Hanna's arms now pulling him in, he released the pressure on her back and deftly unclipped her bra. At the same time his hand moved from her arse and up the front of the white blouse, until his hand slipped easily under the lacy bra and began massaging her breast, kneading Hanna's nipple between his thumb and fingers.
Hanna moaned into his mouth. They continued making out for a few minutes before her arm dropped from his neck and she moved her hand to begin rubbing his hard cock through his trousers.
He brought his hands up to her shoulders causing Hanna to sigh regretfully, as his hand left her nipple. She was so distracted, Hanna hardly registered the gentle pressure on her shoulders as he pushed her down onto her knees. Almost by surprise she found herself staring directly at his groin, and without any consideration her hands undid his belt and then unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them apart sufficiently to reveal his boxers. Grasping the waist band she pulled them down whilst looking up to see the gleeful smile in Jim's eyes.
Hanna saw his large cock spring from its constraint and bounce against her nose. "Oh god that's awesome!" She purred.
Without a second thought she grasped his shaft with both hands and gave it a couple of tugs before slipping her soft mouth over its engorged purple head. Very briefly it passed through Hanna's mind, he hadn't been lying when bragging earlier.
Hanna slowly began to sink her mouth further down the shaft before coming back up using her tongue to give further pleasure. She looked up to see the look of pure joy on Jims face, causing her to put even more effort into pleasuring him. His hands moved up and cradled her head moving his fingers through the fine light brown hair and moving backwards and forwards to match the rhythm she had established as she sucked him off, massaging his whole shaft with her mouth.
Pure lust had overtaken her, however she was still torn over how far she would go, and in desperation to cum, whether or not she would let Jim fuck her. Her sucking of his cock was, if possible, even more enthusiastic, however her consideration of how far she would go meant she missed the tightening of his hands on her head and the tensing of his body. Hanna suddenly realised what was happening when he pushed his cock urgently into her mouth and held her there roughly, as she felt his seed erupt and hit the back of her throat. Hanna started to gag so had no choice but to swallow and so she sucked greedily on his shaft as it delivered all his pent up frustration.
Hanna's mind was made up and she decided at that moment to let Jim fuck her any way he wanted in the back of his new car.
However as he slipped from between her lips and she prepared to pull him into the car, they heard a loud bang as a door nearby slammed. Jim ducked down putting himself away as they both hid from someone walking by.
Once it was clear Jim said, "My god Hanna you give a great blow job. Apologies for shooting down your throat, but you were driving me wild. We just got to do that again soon."
Hanna whispered, "God I don't know what I was thinking. It was pretty hot, but what will my husband think when he kisses me later and I smell of you?"
Jim laughed, "Better get you back to the bar for another few drinks to cover it. My treat for treating me. God you were good. Maybe later we can get to second base?"
Hanna giggled, her guilt receding somewhat, "I think letting you cum in my mouth counts as way more than second base!!"
They walked back toward the bar with Hanna tiding herself up. When they reached the bar she went straight to the Ladies to put her bra back on and reapply some lip gloss, replacing that now glistening on Jim's shaft.
When she returned to the bar she saw Jim and Tone standing at the bar. She considered walking over to one of the tables where some other colleagues were sitting, but Jim waved her over. She knew she was courting trouble but she was so horny and frustrated. She could still taste Jim in her mouth, and although it wasn't the nicest flavour, it served to highlight just how erotic and naughty the whole thing had been.
Tone greeted her with a smile and vodka, "Jim tells me he won your little argument. He looks like the man who got the cream, so I assume you gave him something of a reward!"
Hanna blushed and quickly took a swig of the double vodka whilst Jim replied, "She was very gracious and actually admitted she was wrong. Don't hear that too often from a woman, especially when they look that good. She did get some cream too though."
