AND THE BOSS CAME TOO
It was not for the first time that Margot wondered what she was doing with her life after two years had passed since her divorce and she had yet to settle down. Her fortieth birthday was behind her by a couple of eventful years and here she is in her boss's apartment where she has spent the night.
"Is this the woman I am?"
She knows the answer: she is a mother of two kids who are just entering puberty and has a routine office job that lacks any real excitement. But the boss, younger than she is, has gotten to her and she still feels the thrills of what they have done through the night. What she and Bram have discovered has been far from routine and what she has ardently pursued with him wonderfully different.
Maybe Bram has awakened her to the woman she is.
He groans. "Yes, go on. You do it so darn well!"
She wantonly licks his erect penis and kneads and caresses his sac. He's got more than enough for her and is good-looking with it. He's younger than she is by some seven years or so, with steely blue eyes, curly blonde hair that tops a slender face, and a lean and toned body that you'd expect on a guy of his age. Bram's always impeccably dressed and others in the office have taken a lead from him. There's been no need for anything to be said; the others have picked up on what he, as an internet entrepreneur, expects of them and that goes against the mainstream of how others dress for their work.
Just to see him so sharply dressed every day, when she sees him again, winds her up and makes her feel lustful for his ways again with her. He can fuck for what feels like hours until she has to beg him for mercy and rest.
The night before, and with the kids parked for the night with her parents, they had chattered and flirted as their colleagues enjoyed themselves over dinner in a glitzy restaurant. It had been a reward for targets being hit. Bram was never slow in rewarding people for their successes.
"Are you enjoying this, again...like you did last night?"
"What do you think, Margot?"
She takes him deep in her mouth and works him without any inhibitions about who they are to each other. She lavishes hungry attention upon his prick and performs little tricks with her mouth and tongue that she knows he likes and that Bram always demands of her before the 'main action' begins. She sucks and licks as if her job depends upon it going the way that Bram wants.
At moments like this, she does not wonder about the others whom he takes to bed, here or in their places, or in the hotels she knows he stays at whenever he is away on business in the country, somewhere. He is a guy who networks extremely well, and some of the calls she has to take when he's on the phone, surprise her. Some are women bosses whom even she has read of in the trade magazines.
Does he fuck them too? Is that the secret of his success?
He shudders as she works him. "You sure know what to do, colleague of mine!"
She hears his teasing laugh and eases off his wonderful prick that glistens from her saliva. "I'm glad that you like it, boss, but now it's my turn."
Margot lies back on his über-large bed and wonders how many other women have been just where she's now stretched out and open to his gaze. She gaps on realising that throughout their fuck-fest she's never had to take off her thong, he's just pushed his shaft past it. But not now.
Trailing caresses and kisses over her thighs as he fingers her, the fabric is tugged away, she has to squirm and lift her hips off the bed to enable him to do so.
"You are wet, woman...and ready for more, aren't you?" He kisses her deeply and does not wait for her to reply. Theis tongues swirl as he leans over her and his hands grip the tumble of her breasts, his lips and finger soon tugging on her nipples. She knows her tits are softer, that they sag a bit now, but there have been other men who have looked at them, even if she has always been fully clothed at such times. Bram is the first to kiss them and have his fill of what she brings.
She feels rushes of pleasure course from her nipples down through her body and to her pussy, his fingers again working her so expertly.
"Kiss and eat me...down there!" she calls out and tugs on his hair to direct him downwards. He knows how it goes; they each give and take; they share and do not behave greedily, or not just yet.
She loves the lustful look he catches upon her as he kneels between her legs and coaxes her to bend her knees and then put her legs over his shoulders. She loves that look and what he does with his mouth to kiss her skin, down her legs until he presses his mouth to her sex and tongues her again. He's found her clit and every sensitive spot near to it.
"You are a wet, lovely woman."
"Yes, don't I just know it!" she cries out as his index finger swirls inside her pussy before it's joined by another finger. Bram feels her responses as she clenches his invasive fingers as they swirl and caress. "You already know that I can't bear you doing that for too long!"
"And I know your ex didn't do it for you, or like this."
