Kims Secret Room

Kim had worked for the company for about as long as I had but our paths didn't cross until my company acquired her company and we ended up working together. I liked her right away because she didn't abide any bullshit and she knew how to get things done. I knew she'd be somebody I'd want as an ally so I was very careful in how I cultivated our working relationship. When her legacy company and my legacy company finally co-located to a single office location, she was instrumental in getting our business line organized and set up. It shouldn't have surprised me that she was just as savvy, as it turned out, in getting something for herself. Once we were working in the same office and seeing each other daily, our relationship naturally developed but it was mainly business with just an occasional personal interaction; there was definitely no flirting and nothing to suggest what ultimately happened between us. It was after a few months in the new office, when she must have determined that she could trust me and that we might be able to mutually benefit each other, that she shared a secret with me.

I had stopped in to ask her about some supplies and she grabbed her keys and took me to the storage closet. It was a large closet with a lot of shelves and cabinets and, as it turned out, another door that you almost didn't even notice. Once she'd shown me where to find what I was looking for, she told me there was one more thing that she wanted to show me. Selecting one of the keys from her keyring, she slipped it into the lock on a door in the corner that I was surprised to realize I had paid no attention to until that moment. Behind that door, I discovered as I followed her inside, was a very small additional space that happened to have a couch, a desk and a desktop computer and monitor.

"What is this?" I asked, suspecting that it was Kim's hideout, where she could escape from whatever was giving her stress on any given day.

"This is where I go to get away from it all," she said, "when I have limited opportunity to get away from it all."

"I like it," I replied, "I assume no one knows about it, much less has access, aside from you."

"That's how it's been since we moved in," she said, "but I've been giving a lot of thought to sharing my secret and who to share it with. I think if you take a look in that bottom drawer, you'll understand what I'm getting at."

The room was small enough that I could sit on the couch and open the bottom drawer of the desk. Inside, there was a small stockpile of DVDs, all of the adult-oriented variety. Kim didn't seem the least bit embarrassed to show me these.

"As you can see," she continued, "my relaxation methods may be different than what one might expect. This is one of the reasons why I had to carefully consider who to share my secret with. Was I correct to assume that you'd find the occasional meeting in here with me to be relaxing and refreshing?"

"Without a doubt," I replied, "In fact, just thinking about you in here 'relaxing' by yourself is getting me in the mood for some relaxation with you."

"Well then," she said with a smile, "why don't we get comfortable."

She sat beside me on the couch and we slipped into each other's arms, our lips coming together and our tongues soon exploring each other's mouths. Since we were both on the same page as far as why we were there, I didn't waste any time and was quickly cupping one of her substantial breasts. I could feel her hard nipple through her shirt and bra so I slipped my hand up under her shirt as she dropped a hand down to caress my rigid cock through my jeans. I reached behind her and unfastened her bra then alternately fondled each of her tits, caressing the soft, smooth flesh and brushing my palm over her hard nipples. Given how hard my cock was, I knew it was a safe assumption that her pussy was wet so I moved my hand down from her tits and started to unbutton her jeans. She was still massaging my cock but hadn't made a move to extract it from my jeans yet, but I was perfectly okay with that. Once I had her jeans open, I slipped my hand inside, first over the top of her panties, feeling the moist heat emanating from her pussy, then inside her panties, feeling her trim bush before discovering just how wet her pussy was. She moaned into my mouth as I dipped my finger inside a few times then moaned even more as I caressed her clit.

It was completely crazy that I not only had my hand inside Kim's panties, but also that it was happening in the office during the workday. I had no doubt that this evolution of our relationship was going to be, not just beneficial for both of us, but also a hell of a lot of fun. I was enjoying exploring her mouth with my tongue as she explored mine with hers but she ultimately ended up pulling her mouth from mine and pressing her face against my neck, trying to stifle her moans. Her hips were rocking toward my hand and, each time I dipped my finger into her pussy, it felt even hotter and wetter than it already had been. When she started tensing up, I suspected she was right on the verge of cumming and my primary hope was that she experienced a higher level of pleasure than she did when she was alone, taking care of herself.

When she went limp and her body started shaking, I continued caressing her clit, wanting to make sure that she felt as much pleasure as possible. I had no idea what her orgasms were typically like but this one was definitely long and appeared to be highly satisfying. This, of course, was a good way to start this endeavor and to assure her that she'd made a good choice in inviting me to join her. When she finally went still and let out a sigh, I slipped my hand from her panties and licked her juices from my finger.

"It kind of felt like being a teenager again," she said, "making out on my parents' or my boyfriend's parents' couch, at least right up until that orgasm. That was monumental. I doubt I ever came at all much less like that back then. So now I'm going to take care of you in ways that I didn't even know about back when I was a teenager."

She started by removing my shirt, then moved to kneel before me and went to work on opening my jeans. I raised my ass to allow her to slide my jeans and underwear down, my rigid cock springing out. After setting my jeans and underwear aside, she started to gently pump my cock as she lowered her head to lick my balls. I don't know how I didn't blow a load right then, much less how I ended up lasting as long as I did, because it not only felt awesome but the visual was incredible, as well. After a moment, she wrapped her lips around my tool and inhaled it, sliding her hot mouth up and down as she continued pumping the base. She was no slouch when it came to cocksucking, which didn't really surprise me. I didn't expect that she was going to blow me to completion, however, because I had a feeling that she wanted to get fucked. She sucked my cock long enough to let me know that I would undoubtedly enjoy it when she did ultimately swallow my load. When she slipped my cock free of her mouth, I was not concerned that she'd leave me hanging. She paused to raise her shirt over her head and slip off her bra as I stared wide-eyed at her succulent breasts. She leaned forward and squeezed them together with my cock between them. I slowly fucked them, relishing the feel of the soft, smooth flesh against my shaft. Once again, she only gave me a taste of the pleasure before we moved on.

"You can cum all over my tits if you want," she said as she sat back and made that impossible, "but not until I get a chance to fuck you."

She stood, her tits bouncing and attracting my attention, and started sliding her jeans down, her tits swinging as she leaned forward. When she straightened up again, she stepped out of her jeans, causing her tits to bounce some more. I was mesmerized until I realized she'd left her panties on.

"Want to help me out of these?" she asked, so I sat up and scooted forward, reaching around to squeeze her ass as I kissed her stomach and hips around her panties. She ran her fingers through my hair as I started to slide her panties down, revealing a nicely groomed bush. As I continued sliding her panties down her long legs, I went back to kissing her abdomen, hips and upper thighs. When she stepped out of her panties, I ran my tongue between her lips, tasting the pungent nectar that was accumulating. She moaned but, before I could dive in and devour her pussy, she pushed me backwards and started to straddle me. I moved back and held her waist to steady her as she climbed onto the couch on her knees. She reached for my cock and guided it to her pussy as she lowered herself onto it. As her hot, slippery pussy engulfed my tool, we both moaned.

My hands moved up to fondle her tits as she started to slowly move up and down on my cock. She didn't lean in to try to make out as she was riding me; she just closed her eyes and focused on the pleasure she was feeling, which was evident in her facial expression. I'm sure my expression was similar as I experienced her hot, slippery pussy sliding up and down my throbbing cock. I think the only thing that kept me from cumming too quickly was being distracted by her tits. They were right there in front of me, completely exposed and, in addition to fondling them and caressing her hard nipples, I was also admiring every detail of them, from her large areolas to her thick nipples to the soft, smooth flesh. I wasn't distracted enough not to appreciate how awesome her pussy felt; my attention was just divided, which allowed me to enjoy the feel of her hot, slippery pussy without immediately cumming.

As she started riding me harder, and moaning more steadily but still quietly, her tits were bouncing more so I ended up reaching around to caress her ass while watching her tits bounce. It had never been easy to keep my gaze from drifting to them when we were talking or were in a meeting together so I was happy that I'd never have to try to control that again. I could blatantly stare at her tits and, if they were too distracting, we could come back to this secret room so I could expose them and fondle them and fuck them. Of course having my hands on her ass instead of her tits was not a downgrade; her ass was pretty spectacular, too. She definitely took care of herself and was more fit than many women younger than her. I was stupid happy for the opportunity to see her body completely naked and to get my hands on it.

I got the sense that she was close to cumming again as she rode me harder and faster and her pussy seemed to become even hotter and wetter. I could feel the stirrings of my own orgasm, but I wasn't yet close to cumming myself. Although I knew it was extremely unlikely that I wouldn't have another opportunity to experience the joys of her body, there were still a few things I wanted to do that afternoon before we left the secret room; I'd be distracted thinking about them if I blew my load and didn't get to try them until next time. Before I got too close, Kim dropped down on my lap with my cock fully embedded in her, sat there for a moment, then started shaking. Since her tits had ceased bouncing, I brought my hands around from her ass and went back to fondling them as she was cumming. Her eyes were closed and she kept her moans at a low level, but it was clear that she was experiencing a high level of pleasure, which was exactly what I'd wanted for her. She rode out her orgasm then sat there for a moment even once she'd gone still. I just continued to fondle her tits while I had the opportunity.

"Would you like to fuck them some more?" she asked when she was coherent again.

"I would like to fuck these beauties again," I replied, "but I'd also like to eat your pussy and cum down your throat before we head back to work."

"Mmmm...I knew I made the right choice with you," she purred. She climbed off of my cock and stood so I got up and had her lie on the couch then straddled her. I lay my cock between her tits and she squeezed them together around it. I started to slowly fuck them as I savored the feel of the soft, smooth flesh along my shaft. Her attention was on my cockhead as it repeatedly peeked out of her cleavage but I was gazing down at her tits, still admiring those beauties. With all of the times that I'd surreptitiously checked out her rack, I don't think I'd ever given any thought to fucking them; I'd more been wondering what they would look like exposed or maybe how they would feel in my hands. Now that I was actually fucking them, I knew there would have been no way I could have imagined how incredible it would feel.

It would have been easy to just continue fucking them until I spewed all over her sternum, but each time she licked her lips, it would remind me of the brief moment my cock spent in her mouth and how awesome it had felt. It made me want to experience it again that day, not the next time we visited that room. So I savored the pleasure of fucking her tits and my building orgasm but, before I was quite on the verge of cumming, I slipped my cock out of her cleavage and climbed off of the couch. I repositioned myself so that my face was over her pussy and my cock was over her face. As I was admiring her trim bush again, she engulfed my cock in her hot mouth and started sucking it. I knew right away that I wouldn't be good for much longer. I lowered my head and started lapping at her pussy, tasting the juices that had been flowing while I'd been focused on myself.

She was sucking my cock almost like she was getting more out of it than I was, which would have been difficult because her mouth felt amazing. Knowing that it wouldn't take much longer for me to cum, and despite the fact the she'd already cum twice, I slipped a finger into her and started licking and sucking her clit, trying to get her to another orgasm. She moaned with a mouthful of cock but just kept right on blowing me, my orgasm continuing to build. I slipped another finger easily into her, pumping them both while continuing to stimulate her clit. My cock was growing thicker the closer I got to cumming but she was not even affected and just kept up her pace. I had to stop licking her momentarily while I was right on the verge of cumming so I could focus on the intense pleasure that I was feeling and fully appreciate it and her oral skills. Finally, I with a grunt, I started spewing into her mouth.

She swallowed my load and continued sucking me off until I was fully spent, by which time I'd gone back to licking and sucking her clit while pumping my fingers in and out of her. With her focus solely on her own pleasure, her moaning became more continuous though it remained at a low volume. She was rocking her hips as I was eating her but soon started tensing up a bit as her moaning was interjected with gasps. It wasn't much longer before she started shaking again as another orgasm coursed through her. I continued eating her as she rode out her orgasm, raising my head and slipping my fingers free only once she'd gone still. I climbed off of her and sat at the end of the couch, watching her heaving chest as she caught her breath. Finally, she sat up and moved over beside me.

"I'm glad that I trusted my feeling about you," she said.

"So am I," I replied. We sat for a moment longer before getting up and gathering our clothes. While we dressed, we discussed logistics for regularly meeting without raising any suspicions.