She said, "It's hard to hide something that inviting.
Luckily, I heard her before I saw her. Jen, my soon-to-be stepdaughter usually came to visit me once a week either before or after meeting with her exercise trainer whose gym was near our home. Most times, like today, I would be working at my desk in my home office.
Jen was stacked. Nice ass and beautiful round tits that she liked to show off. Whenever she hugged me she made it a point to put those soft mounds close to my face, right near my lips. She knew that I always had special feelings for her and probably that I would have fucked her long ago if the opportunity had presented. She was smart, focused, sexy and was going places in life.
We often had long conversations on the phone about her current job and the next place she might consider working. She preferred the weather and the people on the west coast.
She still had her own key to the house and would sometimes surprise me, suddenly appearing in the doorway unannounced. Today's visit was one of those times. But today would be different.
I worked from home at my desk all day and would do different things to prevent my body from getting stiff, and to keep my mind from turning to jelly. Periodically I would get up and stretch or take a break out on the deck for a few minutes.
I might take 30 minutes to do a short task around the house or take the dog, our Pomeranian JoJo, for a short walk. Although I started early every day, I made it a point to routinely call 5pm quitting time. I would then prepare dinner for the evening.
My home office was large enough for my full size desk, a comfy love seat and a bookcase. It was comfortable. I mostly worked on my desktop computer while on the side where it curved around, I would have the laptop on one of the streaming channels, listening more than watching.
The other break I took most days was one to help relieve the daily pressure of striving to make my business a success. Working alone as a one man business takes a mountain of discipline and perseverance. It's a daily dose of constant pressure. To relieve that pressure, a masturbation session was my usual relief.
I would open a new tab and watch my favorite porn channel while I fantasized about who I would like to get my cock into, and then imagine scenarios of how and where it would happen. Sometimes it was only a 10 minute break, but my average session hovered around 30 minutes. A nice, satisfying lunch break. Yes, Jen was often a fantasy that would cause me to come quicker.
Thinking about massaging and getting my mouth on her full tits made my dick swell fast and eventually shoot a stream of cum juice thinking of diving deep in her wet pussy.
Like I said earlier, I heard her first. "Hey," she called out as she came down the hallway towards my office. Shit! I had my dick out and my favorite channel on. I grabbed the computer mouse and closed the tab, but that's all I had time to do. By the time she got to my door I only had time to pull my chair forward so that my stomach was touching my desk, hopefully obscuring my hard cock.
She came in as as usual and plopped down on the love seat behind me. I couldn't turn completely around to talk to her without exposing myself, so I pretended to be hard at work, only turning my head and praying she couldn't see under my desk. Was she able to peep my hard cock under my desk? I'd soon find find out.
While we talked, my hardness receded back to its normal five inch length. Jen had on her tight workout shorts and a tight T-shirt exposing enough of her breasts to make a man pay attention. I was for damn sure paying attention.
She relaxed and reclined on the arm of the love seat, then she spread her legs and gave me a nice shot of her pussy print. Was that intentional? I wasn't sure. One of her legs was bouncing as if she had music going on in her head. In my already horny condition, she was really making me crave her pussy.
After a few minutes of chit chat, Jen said that she was supposed to be meeting her trainer for her weekly workout session, but she just decided to workout here at the house. Noticing the look of bewilderment on my face, she told me to hold on a minute. She dialed his number and told him she was just too exhausted to make it today, she would see him next week.