It was late in the day. I sat in my office, door closed. I had trouble concentrating all day. My thoughts went back to happened that morning. I kept seeing Jonathon lying on my bedroom floor, hard cock under the sole of my foot then the look of pleasure on his face when he came in my nylon foot pussy. His running his hands over my body as he helped me dress. Just thinking about it made me wet. The more I thought of that hard cock spurting all over my nylons...
I slipped into my private restroom. As I pulled down my panties I realized how wet they were with my love juices. I slipped them off, straightened my skirt and decided nothing else was going to get done at the office that day. I put my panties in my purse, turned off the lights and went back to the apartment.
I arrived back home about six o'clock, walked in the door and could smell the aroma of a delicious supper. Mrs. Abernathy had obviously outdone herself today. Jonathon was waiting for me, a glass of red wine in each hand.
"I thought you might need this." he said.
"When will diner be ready?" I asked while taking a deep sip.
"It's in the oven, about half hour. I put the timer on." he replied.
"So I have enough time to get changed." I said, turning and walking down the hallway to my room, "You helped me dress this morning. How would you like to help me change?"
He put down his glass and hurried after me. I walked into the middle of my room and turned to face him. He stood there and I could see a bulge starting to form in his crotch.
"You can start with my jacket." I said.
I turned around as he approached me. As he was sliding the jacket off my shoulders I took a slight step backwards and "accidently" bumped into him. I could felt his growing cock. I ground my hips into him and I heard him moan softly. He stepped back and started to unzip my skirt.
"That's not the right order," I said as I turned around to face him, "first comes my blouse."
Fingers trembling, he reached out and started to unbutton my blouse, starting at my neck and working his way down over the swell of my breasts until it hung open, exposing my lace and satin bra, breasts straining to get out. I glanced down at him and saw he now had a raging hard on.
"Like what you see?" I asked as he slipped my blouse off, "I want to see what you have, so show me."
H stepped back, pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, let them fall to the floor, stepped out of them and kicked them to the side and stood there, his hard cock pointing straight at me.
"Oh, I like what I see," I said, "kneel in front of me and take off my skirt."
He knelt down, reached around me, undid the button and pulled the zipper down. He slid my skirt down slowly, first exposing my garter belt, down over my hips, exposing my pussy six inches from his face. He looked up at me, eyes wide.
"You're not wearing panties!" he said.
"Go for it." I said as I spread my legs slightly; thrust forward and he buried his face in my pussy and started to run his tongue along my pussy lips stopping to tease my clit while I felt his hands caressing my legs down to my heels and back up to the lace top of my stockings.. I shuddered with pleasure and let him play with my pussy and legs for a few minutes.
But I wanted more than a tongue on my clit.
"Lie down." I ordered.
He laid on his back, cock standing straight up. I stepped out of my skirt. I was still wearing a bra, garter belt, stockings and heels. I straddled him.
"I've been dreaming about your hard cock all day, since you came on my stockings. I haven't been able to concentrate. I took my panties off because they got soaked thinking of your hard cock. I need it and I want it now." I said as I lowered myself until I could feel his cock on my pussy lips. Then, in one slow long thrust, I took him inside of me.
It was pure ecstasy as his hard cock filled my pussy. I say motionless, feeling him inside me. I bent over him, putting my hands on his shoulders. He reached up and cupped my lace covered breasts and started to squeeze them gently. I started to pump, the waves of pleasure building as he filled me with each thrust. I leaned over, pushing my breasts into his face pumping faster and faster until I shuddered and came in a final wave of ecstasy, drained and I collapsed on Jonathon, panting, trying to regain my breath.
"I so needed that." I said when I could finally speak. Then I realized he was still hard, inside me, "Oh you poor baby. You didn't cum."
"You came so fast," he said as I slid off him and I felt his cock slide out of me. I rolled onto my back and he snuggled up to me, his cock pressed against my leg and a lace covered breast still cupped in his hand.
"It was wonderful," I whispered," but now it's your turn. I want to suck your cock. " He moved up until his gorgeous cock was in front of me. I gently grabbed the shaft with one hand, his balls with the other, brought the head to my lips and started to lick the head while I massaged his balls. Around and around the head I went, paying particular attention to sensitive part just underneath and behind the head. He groaned and tried to thrust into my mouth but I pulled back.
