I’ve always had a thing for older women. There’s something about their curves, their faces, their overall maturity that drives me nuts. Even when I was in college I’d hang out at a local Sports Bar and try to pick up the older women coming in after work. When I graduated and moved into a new city, it was harder to meet people, much less find time to get out and hook up. That was until I got my current job.
I started working at this company a little over a year ago. My manager then was a short, fat, mean old woman who had been with the company for over 35 years. Luckily, she retired. Her replacement was Rachael A woman from a department on the verge of consolidation. She was 39, tall, skinny and very attractive. She had a husband and two kids. She dressed very professionally so there were never any real opportunities to check her out. I could only ever glance at her long, beautiful legs. Anyway, I’d play silly high school games when I was near her. I’d drop a pen on the floor and try to look up her skirt to see what kind of underwear she had on, or stand over her and try to look down her top. Nothing ever worked.
We ended up getting along very well. Our relationship eventually became more than professional, to the point where we were friends. But I needed more. I persisted in my little games. We were required to meet monthly and discuss the projects I was working on. These meetings were held in a small conference room with no windows and one door with a lock. In these meetings I’d try all my tricks to get more of a look at her body. Nothing ever worked.
Well, that is, until about 1 month ago when we were getting ready to set goals for our department. We were required to have more meetings than usual and it was frustrating for everyone, especially Rachael. It turns out, around this time her and her husband began having trouble at home. Nothing she’d go into detail about, just trouble. Our first goal setting meeting was somber, neither of us said much. The vibe was strange, but I dropped my pen anyway to see if I could sneak a peek.
“You need to get a better grip on your pens Mike.” She said, sounding slightly annoyed. I bent down to reach for it and noticed her legs weren’t closed tight. In fact, I could see right up her thighs to her crotch. She had on a pair of white panties. I didn’t know what to do. That wasn’t what I expected at all! After months of locked legs, I get this. “Find your pen Mike?” She asked.
“Yep, I sure did!” I said, sounding like a complete moron.
“Mike, I think we need to schedule another meeting for this, I’m not feeling up to it today.” A day later she scheduled a meeting for the next Thursday at 3:30 pm. I thought it was odd because everyone usually took off at 4 and these meetings were supposed to take over an hour. She remained more or less unreachable for the rest of that week. I hardly saw her at all until the meeting rolled around.
She was wearing a long black skirt that went below her knees with a light gray stretch top that outlined her bust. I’d never seen anything like it. She never showed off her chest. I really can’t understand why not, because she had to be at least a 36B, and they looked perky and perfectly round.
She showed up a few minutes late and apologized. “No problem,” I said, trying not to come off as annoyed for being at such a late meeting.
“Do you have everything you need to begin?” She asked, “Is there anything you would like to know more about, maybe see something else to help you with this process?”
I wasn’t sure what she meant. I sat there and pondered the question for a few moments. “I think I have everything?” I said nervously, thinking I had left something out.
“Are you absolutely certain? Once this meeting is done, we can’t change anything and this opportunity won’t present itself again.” She winked at me and flicked my pen on the floor. I wasn’t sure what to do. “Aren’t you going to pick up your pen Mike?”
I shrugged and knelt down to grab it. It had rolled closer to her side of the table so I had to get down on my knees to reach it. As I grabbed it I figured I would try and sneak a peek. I looked up, and to my surprise, her legs were open slightly. I looked closer trying to see her panties. I lost my balance when I saw that she wasn’t wearing any! “Oh my god!” I thought, I must be seeing things. I took another look. Nope. No panties, I could see the shadow outline of her crotch.
“Did you find your pen Mike?” I heard her say.
“Almost,” I replied.
“Maybe it rolled under my chair,” she said. “Why don’t you take a closer look?” My heart started to race. Did she want me to eat her pussy? Oh man! This was definitely turning out to be a good meeting. I inched closer to her chair. She moved her legs farther apart and begin inching her skirt up slowly with her left hand. I was in awe. The light finally hit her pussy. It was beautiful. It was a thick patch of brown hair lightly trimmed, with the lips barely visible. Now I have to say, I’m not into the shaved look so this was a real treat. My cock immediately began to stir in my Dockers.
I moved closer until my head was between her knees. She placed her right hand behind my head and motioned me forward. Her body slowly shifted so her pussy was hanging off the edge of the chair. I dove right in. I began by licking her slit from top to bottom slowly, trying to get her juices flowing. She responded by letting out a low moan. The grip on the back of my head intensified and pushed me harder into her pussy. I focused on her clit. I moved my thumb over the top of her slit and began rubbing lightly on her nub. I took my time with my tongue, slowly licking and sucking around the area. Her breathing had changed and she was now responding to everything I did.
She began to get very wet. The taste was incredible. Not tart or tangy like some, but smooth and sweet, I lapped up every drop. I continued my assault on her clit, and I kept up my licking and sucking efforts for a few more minutes until I heard her start to moan loader. I knew she was going to cum. I applied more pressure to her clit and moved my tongue to her opening. I pushed it in as far as it would reach and began moving it in and out. The grip on my head increased dramatically as her body tensed and she came. She pushed me back when she was satisfied and pulled her skirt down.
I grabbed my pen, wiped my face off and sat back in my chair. “Found it!” I said, showing her the pen.
“Yes, you did!” She exclaimed, letting out a long sigh. I looked at the clock, it was only 3:45, we still had lots of time left. I wasn’t sure how to proceed. Then she began to speak:
“Mike, as you know, I’ve been having some trouble at home with my husband, I caught him cheating on me with a woman from the neighborhood. This meeting is my way of getting back at him. Now, stand up and take down your pants.” I laughed nervously. “Mike, if you want acceptable goals, then do as I say, I’m here to help.” I stood up hesitantly. My cock was fully erect and bulging in the front of my pants. I fumbled with my belt and took down my pants and underwear. My cock immediately sprang up. This made her giggle. “Now come over to my side of the conference table.”
I walked over and stood in front of her. She looked up at me and winked. Then she grabbed my cock with her right and moved her head so she was in front of it. “I like what I see here Mike.” She said before she stuck out her tongue and began circling the head with it. Her tongue was so moist and her breath so warm I thought I would lose it right there. She then moved her lips over the head and slowly began to take my cock into her mouth. She got halfway, then started bobbing up and down. She was slow and easy, using her tongue every chance she got. I couldn’t understand why her husband wanted to cheat on her. Her mouth was incredible. She really knew how to suck a cock. She continued sucking for a few more minutes until I couldn’t hold back anymore. “I’m going to cum!” I said. She immediately picked up her pace and started to rub my balls. I tensed up and started to cum. I shot wave after wave into her mouth. She swallowed every drop.
She kept me in her mouth until I went limp, then pushed me back into the chair next to her. “Very good Mike,” she started, “next we have to discuss your future positions here.” I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I looked over and saw her take off her skirt and start to unbutton her blouse. My cock immediately stood up.
“I’m still not sure about this Mike, so you’ll have to follow my lead at first.” Not sure? What was she talking about? I stood up and took my shirt off. She turned around and put her hands on the table, pushing her ass out as she did. Her ass was perfect. Round, not too big, and firm. “Fuck me Mike!” She said enticingly. I moved behind her and put one hand on her hip. With the other hand I grabbed my cock and started rubbing it up and down her slit. She was still very wet. I placed the head at her opening and thrust forward slowly, inching myself into her. I was amazed at how tight she was. I wanted to make this last for both of us, I wanted her to feel like she was getting more than revenge, more than a quick fuck. When I was all the way inside of her I started pumping slowly in and out. With my free hands I began rubbing her breasts and massaging her clit. She came suddenly and yelled out. Luckily it was after 4 so no one was in our area. I continued pushing in and out of her, trying to look like a pro. I moved in circular motions, shifted my weight from side to side, did everything I could think of to try and get her to cum again. We stayed in that position for a long time and then she said, “OK Mike, what next?”
Rather than speak, I flipped her over onto the table so her pussy was hanging over the edge. I finally had a full view of her naked front. It was amazing, her breasts stood perfectly, nipples fully erect, and all the working out she did showed in her light muscle tone. I tried to not look too amazed and moved in. I immediately thrust myself back into her. She wrapped one arm around me and steadied herself with the other. Her legs wrapped around my waist and gripped me like a vice. I decided to stop being gentle and began to pound her in and out as hard as I could. She responded by pushing forward with her pelvis and moaning loudly at every thrust. Soon we switched positions and I sat in a chair so she could ride me.
She was relentless, obviously taking out all her frustrations on me. She came violently, screaming and clutching me tightly. It was too much for me. I began to cum inside of her, taking advantage of her orgasm to heighten mine. The walls of her pussy contracted, squeezing the cum out of me.
She slumped over on me when her orgasm subsided. “Mike, that was incredible. All of your goals have been met.” Satisfied, she got up and began putting her clothes on. I followed her lead and got dressed as well. She walked back to the table, sat down in her chair, grabbed a pen, and began signing the forms to approve my goals. I sat back where I was and tried to concentrate on something other than what had just happened.
She finished signing and pushed the papers back to my side of the table. “There you go, turn these in on Monday with your write ups and we should be all set. See you tomorrow!” I nodded, thanked her and left the room. It was 5 pm. I couldn’t believe she could just act like nothing had happened.
When I came in the next day she had scheduled a follow up meeting for 2 weeks from now at the same time with the heading “Review Last Goal Session, Cover Any Other Topics That Have Arisen.” I could only imagine what was in store for me next… Man I love older women! |
