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How tedious could an evening be when my mind was surging with the need to get my hands trailing down his body? I had to get him away from it all, but I needed to choose my moment carefully. The boring, mundane pleasantry of the evening’s occasion found us both in a room full of people milling around making the delights of small talk an art form. I tried hard not to keep glancing over at him, I had to hide any and all interest I may have had in the tall young blonde man standing near the bar. That was a struggle in itself; catching sight of his sexy arse in the navy blue trousers.

It was critical that I didn’t reveal any signs of my crazed desire for him, or my knowledge of knowing the lean athletic torso. When the moment allowed I hastened a sneaky peek, noting the frame of his body housed snugly within this evening’s dark shirt. Just in that glance alone brought thoughts of the firm smooth curve of his chest running down to a slightly softer but none the less muscular stomach with its soft little wasps of body hair. My mind was on nothing other than him and how my body was yearning just to touch him again. Fuck him again, a tinge of romantic sex to our encounters.

It was never my plan to fall for one of my husband’s employees, I wasn’t one of those women who constantly sought the fun of younger men. This encounter I had fought hard to resist, until I succumbed a few months ago when we found ourselves alone and from that moment on, I realised it was impossible to resist the urges I had when he was near. So our little rendezvous began. Each of our encounters were often short-lived, intense moments of pleasure that only left us wanting more. Each of them fraught with concerns that we could be caught out at any time. Maybe that is what made each one of them surge with an intensity I found intoxicating. On this occasion, my chance lay during the rather dull cocktail party thrown for a few key members of staff with a variety of companies we worked so closely with. We knew we would both be there, myself elegantly dressed as the wife of all that the company stood for waiting to grab the divine body of a young 28-year-old American who joined as an enterprising hopeful only six months earlier. Thankfully the numbers in attendance, as well as the rather lavish roomy surroundings, allowed me to find a chance for us to meet again.

The social event drained on, to me it was all such a drag other than knowing he was in the room only a few feet away, but I couldn’t get my hands on him until that moment when I knew no one was aware of my movements. That was our chance. Moving across and through the door at the back of the room, I knew I was being watched. Within moments, my inner self was responding to his physical presence close behind me. I could even sense the air exhaling from his lungs, brushing at the back of my naked back as we moved quietly into the small unlit anti-room. With no discussion, he carefully followed my moves and responded accordingly

Shutting the door behind us, I finally had my moment I had been after all evening. With no words spoken, I pushed him back against the wall so I could fully take him in and feel his face again in my hands once more. What was this man doing to me? How had he got so into my head I was struggling to carry on such simple evenings such as tonight without the heated longing I possessed. He raised my blood like no other man and fuelled my inner soul with heated desire. I couldn’t drink enough of him in as I longingly caressed the side of his face and down his wide neck. His lips moved eagerly to my neck and face with a passion I felt in his every touch. As my eyes adjusted to the lack of light, I could just make out the look he gave with those cool blue eyes. In those few moments, I was delirious with the feeling of pleasure and cared not where I was. I felt his lips caressing my skin, his tongue trailing a moist softness as I pressed myself against him slipping my hips to sync perfectly with his so our bodies were as close as they could possibly get.

Wasting no time I began to undo his shirt buttons, I needed to feel his body, not just through the skirt, but the warmth of his skin against mine. Opening it wide I let my hands run up and down that torso I could have licked all night. I continued to run my hands over that body, take in all I had before me. So young and with a perfect muscular tone, it was a body so delicious and horny it excited me just to look at it, knowing that it was all mine for the taking.

My wandering hands couldn’t resist slipping down to feel the bulge I knew would be waiting for me below his belt. Sure enough, his cock was rigid to the touch sending the perfect thrill to my head. Our bodies naturally locked so closely I felt his hands begin to feel their way up my body, pulling my skirt hem higher searching for my skin below. At that moment when he touched the spare flesh just above my stocking tops, I felt a shudder course its way into my pussy, which began to pulse with need. I loved how his hand could set me alive and with that my mouth let out its first groan of pleasure. As I threw back my head, he planted his mouth up and around my neck again. His hand began to sculpt my shape, taking in the roundness of my bottom before slipping his hand firmly between my thighs and squeezing with want. Ah, the intense sweet delight knowing his hand was moving ever more into my body, burning at my senses.

He moved his hands in such a manner that aroused me so deeply, his fingers rubbing and massaging my pussy until finally that sweetest of all pleasures rang through my body as his fingers began to search into my wetness, circling and pressing to fulfil my craving. Ah, I couldn’t resist and began to lower my body deeper onto his hand, hungering for more of him to penetrate my body. I widened my legs and let the moans start to evade the quiet, arching my body as I did against the wall. He was relentless with his mission as his fingers worked my swelling pussy, the wetness coating his fingers. I squeezed my breasts and endured the sweet agony as he sought my orgasm from deep within, and I came hard, clutching his arm as I struggled to keep upright, the muscular spasms penetrating out into my body.

Searching for his cock I wanted to explore his body while my pussy still pulsed with the aftermath of my pleasure. Working down his body, I released his cock, solid and bouncy, and before my very eyes as I crouched to suck him with such desire. There was something so arousing, sucking the length of his hard erection, knowing his mind was focused on just me and wanting to show him how much I wanted him. As I licked up his solid member, I knew his eyes were intently watching me devour and swallow all I could, my tongue active and wet.

In the darkness I felt him reaching for me, lifting my chin up to be taken by him. His cock taking no time in searching for that wet sweet spot of mine. Bracing my leg in his arm, he pushed deep into me in a motion that took my breath away. Constant, repetitive, rhythmic, pulsing his body taking over and over pounding deeper into me while we grabbed hold onto each other for all we could, standing as we were in the dark shadows of this small room, his cock beating further and deeper. We kissed, we touched, we groped, we fucked for all we could, moving in whichever manner allowed each of us to feel the other more. Slipping down onto the floor my dress hitched high over my scarlet red suspenders I lowered myself to rock on that hard cock once more. We continued to fuck like this for what seemed like some time, but I knew it was but a fleeting meet. We had to be so careful someone else never evaded those precious moments.

There we were two naughty lovers driven by desire snatching the moment to give each other a pleasure that was worth all the danger. Every time we met there was a danger, we shouldn’t have been there, I shouldn’t have been with him, I shouldn’t have let him penetrate my body and have me as he did. But that was not what I cared about during those few minutes of our illicit encounter before I had to return once more to the dreariness of the cocktail party next door.

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