Ava in the Office

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Second story in Adam and Ava series, but can be read stand alone.

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Rain drummed against her office window as Ava worked her way through the stack of reports she was going over. The day was dragging on, and she had been building up stress all week, especially given the lack of affection she was getting at home. The physical part of her marriage was all but dead, and she wasn't sure the weekend would change that.

All this was bad enough, but that wasn't even the worst part. Ava's mind drifted to the events of last weekend, going out dancing with her running partner Adam, and the passionate love making that had followed, that night and the next day. She had returned home later that day and made an excuse to get oblivious husband, Steve, although he barely seemed interested.

She felt her heart flutter a bit and her mind wandered to Adam's muscular, young body... Then stopped herself. It was hard enough to focus on this tedious task as it was. She felt a twinge of annoyance with him for being so distant since their encounter. He hasn't even committed to running this weekend, much less anything more exciting, she thought with frustration. She had texted him the day after, thanking him for the wonderful evening, but only received a delayed response. Later texts that week were similarly received. He mentioned something about being very busy, but nothing specific. He was driving her crazy, but she reminded herself it wasn't like she could have him every day; she was married after all. Besides, a guy like him could have other women, for all she knew. The very thought that some pretty young thing(s) would have the attentions of her young lover made her feel sick... She had to stop thinking about this.

She sent him a text midday asking about their running plans this weekend, but didn't hear back immediately.

The afternoon dragged on, with lower level employees trickling out of the office to start the weekend early. Ava had no reason to go, and things to finish. It was past 5 and the sun was getting low when her phone buzzed. It was Adam.

"Hey, I'm downtown, just got out of the last meeting we had here," then, "any chance I can say hi?"

She smiled and texted him the address of her building, "meet me in the lobby."

10 minutes later, she was escorting him past the security desk and toward the elevators. He was dressed in a dress shirt and pants, but no tie. He looked very handsome, as always. As they waited for an elevator, she looked him in the eyes and said, "I've missed you "

"Me too," he replied. Their elevator arrived and they stepped inside. It was empty as there were few people left at this time in the week.

The moment the doors closed, he pulled her into him and pressed his lips to hers. She slipped her hands around his neck, and returned the kiss, moaning softly.

He didn't let up, caressing and exploring with his hands, wrapped in a tight embrace until they reached their floor. They separated, and Ava breathlessly said "I needed that."

"You'll get more if you want," Adam replied with a grin.

Ava giggled and lead him to her office, telling him to sit in one of the guest chairs. She closed the door behind them.

"I was starting to wonder where you have been Mr." She said in mock accusation.

"There's been a lot going on this week, I've been distracted..."

"Sounds like an excuse, you really shouldn't keep your woman waiting..." She stared at him with a forced pout.

"I didn't mean to-"

"And I really like to dress up for my man; you didn't give me any heads up," she said.

"Perhaps I can make it up to you?"

"I can think of a few things," she smiled leaning back in her chair, spreading her legs.

Adam blushed and smiled, before getting up to cross the room. He stood between her legs, and was about to kneel down, when she said "strip," with a challenging look in her eye.

His initial surprise was replaced by acceptance of this challenge. He bent his knees and began moving his hips in a slow rhythm as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He looked deep into her eyes as he worked his way through the buttons. She was amused and aroused by his willingness to play along, and she felt herself anxious to see his chiseled physique.

As Adam finished his final button, he teased opening the shirt before turning away from her, grinding his butt into her lap.

She frowned with a combination of pleasure and frustration.

He slowly removed his shirt, showing his muscular back, which she ran her hands all over.

He quickly turned to face her again, running his hands seductively over his chest, just out of reach of her arms.

They held eye contact and she bit her lip instinctively. She could feel herself getting wet watching this show.

He slowly unbuckled his belt, continuing his hip rhythm and smiling seductively at her. She thought he seemed to know the effect he was having on her.

He unbuttoned his pants, and slowly unzipped the fly. He kicked off his shoes and this time leaned over her as he slowly lowered his pants. She took the opportunity to trace her finger tips from his shoulders to his abdomen, feeling his muscular chest and hard abs. Her hands reached his boxers and he stepped back, playfully pushing her hands away. Then he stepped forward and ground his hips against hers face to face, straddling her in her chair and doing body waves against her.

Ava was loving this, and ran her hands all over him, including coping a feel of his fit behind. Her hands eventually wandered to his crotch, but this prompted him to stand up again and turn around. Looking over his shoulder at her, he slowly began to removed his boxers. She took the opportunity to remove her blouse, which she threw at him.

Dropping the boxers to his ankles he slowly backed his naked ass into her lap, while she undid her bra. The grinding continued sensually and she luxuriated in the feeling of their bodies touching. She wrapped her small hands around his torso, feeling his washboard abs, until reaching the base of his penis. She blindly wrapped her hands around it and tried to picture it in her mind. She felt like she was holding a warm, hard rod with a smooth, leather texture. She could feel it harden and expand at her touch, although he was clearly aroused already. It took both of her hands to hold his entire length. She touched the tip and felt the edges of the head, then slid down to cup his balls, which he had trimmed. They felt like fuzzy peaches, about the size of a golf ball each. Imagining his tool while touching it was making her head spin.

He slipped off her lap and crouched between her legs, kneeling to face her. He put his hands on her knees, and started into her eyes as he pushed her skirt up her thighs, revealing her soaked thong. He slid his fingers further up her legs, and she shifted her hips so he could remove it, exposing her pussy to him. She slipped to the edge of her seat, presenting herself to his mouth, and he planted gentle kisses on her thighs, then circling her mound.

She whimpered slightly, and he took her clit into his lips, sucking to hold it, and began stroking with his tongue.

She gripped the arm rests of her chair as she sank into the blissful feeling of his oral pleasuring.

He slipped his fingers inside of her, stroking deep and strongly.

Ava closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel every ounce of stress leaving her body. She rested her hands on Adam's head, but let him go at whatever pace he wished. She lost sense of time as waves of pleasure moved through her body.

As she completely lost herself in the moment, a growing warmth filled her body. She let out a high pitched moan as it peaked, and she felt the powerful release rush though her body. She closed her eyes and saw stars.

Adam kept working her as her orgasm ran its course, finally slumping back in her chair. She looked down at him with a satisfied grin.

"Mmmm, give me a minute..." She breathed.

Adam moved to one of the big leather guest chairs and sat, stroking himself as he looked at her.

She stood up slowly, and removed her skirt. Fully naked, she slowly walked across the room to him.

Giving him a meaningful look, she stepped forward and straddled him on the chair, lowering herself onto his rock hard rod. She slowly sank down into him, her hands on his shoulders.

She began riding him, rocking her hips and gyrating in circles.

Adam responded by cupping her breasts, and sucking one nipple at a time. Ava cupped his neck in her hands as he did this, enjoying the sensations coming from her chest. She moaned and cooed encouragement as he pleasured her chest.

Ava rode Adam like a big, warm, horny dildo, until she felt a growing tension through her body. She could feel herself getting close, and as she tensed up she pulled him tight and cried out. Her body trembled and he held her in his strong arms as she experienced waves of pleasure pulsing through her body. His cock throbbed inside of her as he let himself release, and she stayed on his lap, milking him dry with her cunt.

Ava let out a satisfied sigh and looked into his eyes, whispering, "thank you" and kissing him.

They sat looking out at the darkening skyline, Ava telling herself she had to have him more often...