Afternoon Delight The other day I was sitting at my desk, feeling horny as usual, when I get a call from an old college friend of mine. He said he was in town and wanted to know if I would meet him for lunch. We had fooled around a little at school, you know, drunken indiscretions, but that's as far as it went and we never spoke about it. He went on to get married; I came out of the closet and embraced my sexuality. I hadn't seen him since graduation, but gave an occasional - once every three years - catch up phone call. The designated hour arrived and I headed down to the lobby to meet him. As I reached the escalator, I saw him. He was beautiful! Blonde hair, 6' 1", and from the way he filled out his suit - I could tell he was still in great shape. He saw me coming and waved. I smiled, trying not to let my excitement show. Luckily, there was a restaurant right there in the lobby of our building, so I suggested we eat there. The wine went down easily and our conversation turned from general catch-up to flirtatious. I suggested we go upstairs; there was a conference room we could sneak into. To my surprise, he agreed and off we went. When we got upstairs, I made a quick check of the conference room reservation book, and found that it was free until 3:00 that afternoon. My excitement built as we passed my co-workers, who no doubt thought this man was one of my clients. We entered the conference room and I shut the door. There was no lock, which in a way added to my excitement. I mean anyone could just walk in on us. I could lose my job if we got caught, probably even go to jail - I didn't care. Our lips met as we fumbled with each other's belts. Suddenly he stopped, and listened carefully at the door - there wasn't anything, not a sound. I got his pants undone and they dropped around his ankles. I could tell by the bulge in his underwear that he was as excited and ready as I was. My mouth went to his crotch as he cradled my head in his hands. I kissed his ever-hardening bone and mouthed its clothed shaft. He let out a moan as I started to pull his underwear down exposing his pubic hair slowly, but he couldn’t wait any longer and he pulled his underwear completely down freeing his cock. His cock was uncircumcised, long and thick – I had forgotten how magnificent it was. I took hold and felt his foreskin move back and forth in my hand as I stroked him. He stifled a cry of pleasure as my quivering hot mouth took hold and sucked his foreskin up and around his head, while sliding my tongue into his pee hole. I found the sweet spot just behind his balls and gently massaged it. “Oh, oh – I’m gonna cum!” he cried out. I stopped what I was doing, stood up and pulled my pants down – my cock was dripping with precum. I turned him around and bent him over the conference table, spreading his tight ass. I started to lick his small hole. I could feel it pulsating, opening and closing. I stood up and rested the head of my cock at the opening. “Fuck me,” he whispered. I pushed gently and felt my head slide in past the tight ring. He grimaced, I stopped, but he grabbed my ass and pulled me into him. That was all the encouragement I needed, I slowly moved in all the way and then back out, enjoying his tight ass. The thought of having him in a way his beautiful wife never would, made me that much hotter, and I began to pump into him hard and fast. He moaned out and then breathless, “I don’t know if I can take anymore!” And then I started to feel his ass pulse and he cried out, “Aggh – I’m cumming!” I grabbed him and pushed myself all the way in. Suddenly, there was a quick knock at the door, but it was too late, I started to cum! I pulled my cock out of his ass and spurt over his back and the crack of his ass, the cum sliding down to his open spasming hole. We both turned to look at the door and saw a wide-eyed housekeeper standing there. “Oh, I’m, I’m sorry,” she stammered and hastily shut the door. There was nothing we could do we had been caught. I collapsed on his back and we both stood bent over the conference table breathing hard, my cock nestled sweetly between his cum soaked cheeks. I whispered in his ear, “We’d better get outta here.” He just smiled. We parted as a client and his account manger would, with a handshake and a smile, the housekeeper the only one wiser. |
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