Hello,
My husband loves to read the stories posted on here and has been pestering me to post mine. I have never been all that wild sexually so this is the only story I have. Hubby has heard it a thousand times but never seems to tire of it. I think for him it is like a bedtime story;)
It all began when I graduated form college with a degree in finance. This was awhile back and I landed a job with a bank in a big city. During that period it was not unusual for banks to have lots of property that they had foreclosed on and were trying to sell. My bank hired an outside appraiser to estimate the value of each parcel and to assist in selling it. His name was Steve and he was a very attractive man in his mid thirties.
I was assigned as a bank employee to assist him with the bank's property. Actually I was not really pleased with my new position because it seemed to me I was just a glorified secretary. I basically did all the paper work, even most of the typing.
I was introduced to Steve and had to admit he truly was very nice looking. He had the reputation for being quite good so he was also very busy. Since we worked together almost daily we did become friends. I soon learned that Steve was a gigantic flirt. He was also married. Steve often told me how good I looked in a particular dress so how could I not enjoy that?
Unfortunately several years, 20 lbs, and 2 kids have changed that somewhat. Anyhow, Steve did much for my ego and kept the compliments flowing. I noticed as time went along he would take me with him to look at the various properties more frequently. I never wore super short dresses or skirts to work. If Steve came in and my dress was above the knee he would tell me he needed my help and when we got in the car he would say he just wanted to see more of my pretty legs.
It kind of sounds silly now but I liked it at the time. Occasionally I would go with him when I had on one of those really long skirts that were so popular back then. As we drove he would tell me I just had to show him a little more leg than that or he couldn't do his job. He was joking of course but I got to where I would play along and and pull my dress up above my knee or maybe unbutton the bottom one or two buttons. I never pulled it up very far in the beginning.
He soon learned that I love Italian food so he would laugh and tell me he would take me to an Italian place for lunch if I would just show him "my pretty legs". One day he did that and I was wearing a skirt that was above my knee so I already had quite a bit of leg exposed. I reminded him of that and he laughed and said "please!".
I was enjoying his attention. I must have been feeling sexual that day because I pulled my dress up to my waist as I sat there with my legs crossed. I had on pantyhose so I did not really show anything but he sure liked it. Before I knew it he was telling me how fantastic my legs were and his very big hand was touching my very exposed thigh. I new instantly that it was time for me to set the boundaries. I knew that but I did nothing. We were at a stop light and when I looked up at his face I felt his hand slip up to my pubic area.
My legs were crossed so he could go no further. All he said was "I want you baby" and the light changed. He removed his hand after rubbing my inner thigh. I remember that I said nothing. I knew this was a crossroad and I was not certain what to do. I had thought about what I would do if he ever hit on me and thought I had it all figured out but when the time came I was blank. My speech about us being professionals was forgotten.
We arrived at the restaurant without comment from either of us. After we got our table Steve told me I was beautiful, had a fantastic body, and he wanted to fuck me. It was not exactly the line I expected. He said I already knew he was married and he told me that he loved his wife but wanted me "so bad he could taste it".
There was a long pause because he was waiting for some response from me. I think all I said was "okay". He had me nervous and wet:-) I sort of regained my composure and told him something like "I understand Steve and I want you to fuck me". He smiled and suggested we move to a booth so he could sit beside me. I was not a virgin by any means but this was to be my non relationship sex. He had always impressed me with his manners. I felt his hand on my leg under the table and he asked if he could touch me.
I said yes so he pushed my skirt up to my waist and I spread my legs to give him access. I still had on pantyhose but I could feel his finger on me through all the fabric. He also began to kiss me and squeeze my breasts. At that moment I wanted Steve very bad and was not concerned with any consequences. He asked me to take my bra off saying it was dark enough no one would see me. I told him I would go to the rest room just to be safe. As I started to slide out of the booth he grabbed my hand and told me to take off my panties and pantyhose too, then said something like "be sexy for me baby".
That day I had worn a black suit and matching jacket with a thin gray stripe, a black sheer blouse, with a black half slip and black bra. I definitely looked like a female banker, or at least I thought so. When I got to the ladies room I removed my bra, half slip, panties, and pantyhose. I put my finger down to touch my clit and found a very wet sticky mess. My natural lubricant was flowing and I wanted Steve so bad. I straightened myself up as best I could. My tits were now clearly visible through the sheer blouse but I had my suit jacket on over the blouse to keep from attracting to much attention.
As I headed back to the table there was no one else seated between Steve and I so I opened my jacket because I know what walking in 3 inch heels does to my braless tits. I could tell he liked it. The food had arrived but I was not hungry anymore. I nibbled at the food while Steve tried to unbutton my blouse and play with my boobs. I did not want the whole resturant in on this if I could help it. I thought he would go straight for my pussy as soon as I sat down and that's what I wanted. When he didn't I leaned over and whispered in is ear that I wanted to feel his finger in me.
My legs were spread and I felt his finger go in, he stroked me a couple of times and I felt him slip 2 fingers in me. I think I had a mini orgasm and told him I wanted him to fuck me now! That was probably one of the most, if not the most, sexually excited I have ever been in my life. We left the resturant and got in the car. Steve said he knew a place we could go and off we went. At that point I had no idea where we were going and didn't care. As we drove I opened by blouse and pulled my skirt up to my waist exposing everything.
Luckily we didn't have a wreck. Steve alternated between fingering me and rubbing my juices on my nipples. Shortly we arrived at an apartment. It was furnished but no one lived there. There was a bed but no sheets ot linens of any kind, just a bare mattress. We didn't care. Steve and I both stripped at the same time and now I saw him totally naked. He was beautiful and for the next 2 hours I fucked and sucked an older man who was not in a relationship with me.
Oh, I guess I should mention that at this time, I was just starting to date my now husband. Nothing was official so I wasn't cheating but this is what turns my husband on so much. That he DID consider us a couple back then!
So anyway while in that apartment Steve had me walk around naked so he could see me and then he did the same for me. I sat on the edge of the bed and when he walked over to me I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck him. He got hard fast.
He was 6 inches and average thickness and I couldn't get enough. I had given blow jobs before but for some reason I really was into this one. He just felt so good in my mouth. I sucked and licked his balls but always returned to that hard cock. He pushed me back on the bed and began to eat me. It didn't take long for me to cum and to start begging him to fuck me.
He climbed between my legs, rubbed the head of his cock around my entrance, and put it in me. He felt so wonderful in me and I loved every stroke. eventually he said he was going to cum. He put my legs on his shoulders and pumped until he was empty. It felt wonderful! We rested a while before I sucked him again and sat on him while I rode his cock. He asked if I would suck him and let him cum in my mouth. Is there a man on earth that does not want to cum in a woman's mouth? I told Steve he could and when he began to cum I began to swallow it all. There was nothing in that apartment we could clean up with, not even any toilet paper. I did the best I could and Steve took me to my car.
Steve and I worked together for about 3 more years but never did anything more.
That's all behind me now. I left the bank, got married, and have two wonderful kids, and an extra 20 lbs. I have fantastic husband who is a great lover! So what happened to Steve? Well, he and his wife eventually split up and divorced. He is still an appraiser and is happily remarried to a wonderful woman who has given him two beautiful children.
I am happy for him but my husband and I use that story to fuel some steamy and hot nights which we both need, especially since our time is limited together.
BC
