CHANCE ENCOUNTER
“Okay,
last call done, I’ll write this down and go have a drink!” she thinks as she
leaves the shop quietly muttering and checking that she has all of her
paperwork. She
hardly notices the bustling crowds around her as she heads for the
crossing to her car. She hates this shop, she has to park so far away, then make
2 trips to the shop to do the stock.
“Crossing
this road without getting hit by some idiot, is a feat in itself.” she thinks
as she approaches the crossing. “Cars just don’t stop here unless there’s
a crowd both sides and one adventurous person takes the first step onto this
notorious road to lead the crowds across.”
She
sighs as she reaches the kerb and realizes she’s the only one on her side,
with only one on the other side as well. She checks her paperwork again as she
waits for more people to join her. All checked and okay, she looks up to see how
many are on the other side.
There’s
only two there, the woman who was there before and one guy. She looks around
to see how many are now on her side, then almost spins her head off to
look across the road as the image of the guy on the other side of the road sinks
into her consciousness.
“Woah!
Hello there tall dark and fuckable!!” she thinks as she stares straight at him
and thanks the Lord she still has to wait for others to join her at the crossing
so she can take in the sight of the Latino God opposite her. She can’t help
but stare at him, watching him look down to check the time on his pocket watch.
A few whisps of his long and wavy jet black hair fall across his face as he
looks down, causing him to flick his head back again and look up, straight into
her dreamy eyes.
He
smiles a beautiful sexy smile, flashing his glistening white teeth as he reaches
to remove the hair tie that holds his black mane back in a ponytail. She watches
him as he shakes his hair out, then pulls it back and ties it up again. He’s
looking at her, the whole time smiling, looking just like one of the
Chippendales as they look at a woman whilst dancing in front of them. Her mind
fills with images of this man grabbing his collar and ripping his form fitting
business suit in half to reveal a rippling tanned and toned body beneath it. He
looks at his watch again, then reaches for his collar, causing her to gasp, only
to loosen his tie. She sighs, ridiculously she feels, at her disappointment.
Suddenly
she feels the crowd behind her begin to move onto the road, pushing past her,
causing her to start walking as well. She feels in a dreamlike state as she
walks and watches him step down from the kerb. They walk straight toward each
other and she watches his every movement. He smiles as she gets nearer and slows
down to almost a stop as they’re about to walk into each other. Then he takes
a side step and puts his arm out to go around her waist. Effortlessly on his
part, willingly on hers, he turns her around to walk with him back to where
she’d started on the other side.
Not
a word is spoken as he leads her at the waist, down the street to a small bar.
She sees a look of recognition on the barman’s face as they approach together.
Without a word, the barman places a drink in front of him, then looks to her and
says, “And for the Lady?”
“Ummmm,
the same thanks.” she says, having no idea what the drink is. He hands her
the drink and passes the barman $10.00 before leading her away without
waiting for change. They stop near a guy playing the piano and she takes a sip
of her drink, coughing as she realizes it’s simply ice water. She takes
another sip and clear her throat before saying,
“By
the way, my name’s.........”
He
places his finger over her lips to silence her and nods toward the piano player,
he obviously wants her to listen. The piano player looks up, smiles at him and
nods as he changes the tune and starts to sing a soft melody she doesn’t
recognize. He finishes his drink and puts his hand out to her. She finishes her
drink and take his hand so he can lead her to the dance floor.
“Jesus,
who is this guy?” she thinks to herself. “Everyone knows him and what he
wants. In fact she thinks she knows what he wants too, or at least she hopes she
knows...”
He
dances close to her, but not so close that their bodies touch, which begins to
frustrate her. He’s so aloof, still hasn’t said a word, yet makes her feel
good, as well as pretty damned horny! Finally he pulls her closer and she feels
his breath on her neck and ear. It’s all too much and she presses herself into
him, smelling his musky cologne as you rests her head against him. Almost
simultaneously they both push their hips forward and she feels something hard
pressing into her. She smiles to herself, realizing she’d guessed right about
what he wanted. She looks up at him smiling, he smiles back and stops dancing,
leading her away again. He leads her to some stairs and takes her to the top,
then through a doorway. They enter a large office with floor to ceiling glass
behind the large desk. Together they walk to the viewing window and look down to
the bar below, the pianist still playing and crooning, people moving about.
He
leaves her at the window, takes off his jacket and tie, then sits in the large
leather chair behind the desk, then turning it around to face her. She turns to
face him and leans back against the handrail along the window. She watches him
smile at her and raise his finger in front of his face. He lowers his finger,
pointing toward her feet. She knows what he’s saying and thinks he’s pretty
arrogant, but looking him up and down she knows he can afford to be.
Looking
straight into his eyes, she starts to slowly undo her shirt, lingering at each
button. She finds the look he’s giving her pleasing, which makes her decide
he’s gonna get a show he won’t forget. Her buttons undone, she reaches
behind herself to undo the button on her slacks, then the zip. Moving her hips
from side to side, she hooks her thumbs into the waist of her slacks and
shimmies them down over her hips to the floor.
For
some reason she suddenly realizes she no longer has her paperwork and
panics, until she sees it on the desk. Obviously always thinking, he
leans forward and undoes her shoes for her. Then he takes them off her, at the
same time slipping her slacks over her feet to get them off and put them to
aside.
Her
legs free, she leans back again with her feet apart. She looks down on herself
in her open blouse and thankfully her new bra and undies. She remembers the
window behind her and glances back at it, is it one way?
she wonders. It’s tinted, it must be the film on it so you can’t see
in. Feeling better, she pushes the blouse off her shoulders and lets it drop so
she stands there only in her lingerie.
She
looks at him with her wickedest grin and crooks her finger at him, beckoning him
to her. He quickly turns away to get something from his drawer, then turns back
and rolls his chair towards her. She put a foot on each arm of the chair and
sits up on the handrail. He sits back in the chair, playing with the scissors he
took from the drawer. She moves one foot to his leg and gently slides it up his
thigh to the hard and sizeable lump in his pants.
He
pushes her foot back to rest on the arm of the chair again, then leans forward
and slips the blade of the scissors under the band of her panties. He cuts one
side then the other, then peels the front down from her soaked pussy to expose
her neatly trimmed bush. It’s only when the cool air touches her pussy, that
she realizes just how wet she actually is. He smiles as he looks at her
glistening pussylips and moves forward in his chair.
She
gasps as his soft lips brush against her sex, and she grips the rail with her
hands as she leans back against the glass. She feels his wet tongue, starting at
her perineum and making one long slow lick along the length of her moist puffy
lips. She gets an extra charge as she looks at the people below who look up to
the window occasionally, not knowing what’s going on behind it. She thinks to
herself, “Imagine if they could see us, what a buzz that would be...!”
She
feels his warm hands stroking her thighs and gently pushing them further apart
to make her now steaming pussy more accessible to his magic tongue. She rocks
precariously on the rail, with only the window stopping her from falling back.
The shaky position and the thought of all the people just below them, just add
to the thrill of the whole situation, and she feels a familiar tingle begin to
emanate in her pussy. Regardless of her shaky position, she can’t help but
reach down to hold her pussy open to his mouth. Obviously pleased with her
movements, he pushes his face harder into her pussy, his tongue pushing inside
her and his nose rubbing over her clit.
Within
seconds of him starting his hungry assault on her pussy, she feels it begin,
giant butterflies frantically flapping inside her. A heat that starts from
between her legs, slowly building up and spreading through her stomach and
outwards, causing her to tense. Her legs shudder as her whole body trembles and
she doesn’t feel she can hold herself open enough for his hungry mouth and
skilful tongue. She thrusts forward hard, forcing his face tight against her
throbbing pussy. She feels his strong warm hands grip her are, supporting her as
he pulls her to him and she explodes in an incredible and intense orgasm into
his mouth.
She
feels her cum juices pour from her like a waterfall onto his face, and she lets
go of herself to hold his head and grind herself into him, moaning loudly. He
continues to lap furiously at her pussy, drinking her copious sweet juices and
probing his tongue into her hot hole until she can no longer cope with the
sensation of her continuous multiple orgasms.
“Please,
oh please stop! I must have your cock, I want to taste your cock before you FUCK
ME HARD !!!”
Still
not saying a word, he smiles as he stands and helps her down from the rail,
shakily she gets her footing and turns around to sit on the leather chair. He
leans back against the rail as she undoes his belt and trousers, then pull them
down to find his underpants at eye level with a nice hard bulge in them. She
gently runs her fingernails along its length, down to his heavy laden balls.
Then she hooks their waist in her fingers and peels his pants away to reveal his
rock hard cock.
Not
too big and not too small, she estimates around 7 inches and nice and thick and
veiny. She slides forward in the chair and sits with her knees wide apart,
displaying her swollen wet lips, slightly apart and hungry. She happily sees him
watch her as she reaches out for his pulsing member with one hand, while the
other reaches down to stroke their fingers along her wet slit. He swells in your
hand at the site of your self stimulation, your lids heavy and your eyes rolling
back at your own touch.
She
licks his balls as she holds his cock straight up and gently strokes its length,
her tongue swirling around and around, then drawing them into her mouth one by
one. Now it’s his turn to grip to the rail with his hands, his head falling
back and his legs trembling as she slowly licks along the underside of his cock,
along the large vein to the tip. She flicks her tongue over the V below the head
of his cock, then over and around the head itself. Then she closes her lips
around the head of his shaft, his fat knob in her mouth as she runs her tongue
around again and
sucks, tasting his salty precum as it leaks from the eye.
She
lets go of the head with her lips and licks all over his cock to make the whole
thing wet and slippery. She has him clamped at the base with her thumb and index
finger in a ring around it, then slowly slides them up and down to ensure it’s
slippery enough. Clamping her lips around the head again, she begins to suck
hard, drawing him into her mouth. Her lips glide along his length, while her
teeth gently scrape along beneath them, slowly taking his length into her mouth
and to the back of her throat, until she has him almost all the way inside.
Then
she slides back again until the head plops out of her mouth, looking up at him
with a sexy smile as her tongue reaches out to lick the head again. She closes
her lips over the head once more and slowly slides down again until it reaches
the back of her throat. There she stops and looks up at him through dreamy eyes
as she gently pushes forward so the head sinks further down her throat. He lets
out a low gutteral moan, the first sound she’s heard him make, as she breathes
through her nose and squeezes his cock head with her throat while her tongue
licks the underside of his shaft. She slides back up until just the head’s in
her mouth, then does it again. She feels him tense and she grips the base of his
cock as she takes him out of her mouth. “Not just yet,” she says, “I want
that cock inside me first!”
He
reaches down to help her up, then with his hands on her arse and her arms around
his neck, he lifts her up and turns her around. He places her arse on the rail
again and she leans back on the glass as she holds her legs up at the knees.
Then she takes a short breath as he pushes the fat head of his cock against her
tight opening. She feels him push past her tight wet opening and she lets go of
her legs, wrapping her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He feels
so hard and big as she grips him with her cunt muscles and his entire length
easily slips into her hot wet hole. He grabs her arse and lifts her off the
rail, only to have her slide back down his shaft to the hilt. She’s already
cumming, having another intense orgasm as he lays her back onto the big desk.
“Aaaaaaaagh
Godddd! That’s so good!” she coos as he starts to thrust into her. Her legs
splaying out wide on the desk as he grabs her hips and thrusts into her so
deeply.
“Oh
God YES !!” She yells as she tries to push against him whilst squeezing and
pulling at her own rock hard nipples. He thrusts harder into her, almost
viciously as she feels yet another climax building deep inside her.
She
feels his hand move to her pussy and his fingers begin to squeeze and tease her
clit.
“NnnnnnGggghhhhh
!!!” she groans, legible words no longer being an option as her body begins
its powerful spasms yet again.
He
holds her legs out at the ankles and she grips the sides of the desk with her
hands as he pounds into her and his balls continuously slap against her arse.
They both groan loudly as she begins to feel his cock twitch and swell inside
her. She knows he’s close now and she tightens her cunt muscles as tight as
she can, sending him over the edge. He thrusts hard into her and their bodies
grind together as she feels the first jet of his cum squirt deep inside her.
“OH
FUCK !!!” he yells as she goes over the edge again, making them cum together.
She
reaches down and grabs his arse as he fills her with his beautiful hot spunk,
and she cums on his cock, both of them trembling uncontrollably.
She
basks in the afterglow of their torrid lovemaking and her head rolls to one side
to watch the people moving about below them. Laughing she says, “Hahaha,
imagine if they could’ve seen us...”
He
looks at her smiling and says, “ Yeah, just imagine that....”
“So
you do speak then?” she says.
“Only
when necessary,” he replies, “and I have to speak at a meeting in 15
minutes, so I’d better be getting ready now.”
She
sits up on the edge of the desk, olds him by the face and gives him a long deep
kiss, then says, “Thank you, I had a wonderful time.”
“As
did I,” he replies smiling, then turns to get his clothes. “You can shower
in there if you wish,” he says pointing toward a door.
“Thanks,”
she says, “but I’ll just throw my things on and get going, I’m late for a
meeting myself.”
“Ok
then, goodbye and thank you so much,” he says as he disappears through another
door.
She
hurriedly throws her things on and grabs her paperwork, does a quick brush of
her hair and leave the room where she came in. She skips down the stairs and
briskly walks past the bar until she hears the barman call her, “Miss!”
She
looks back to see him bearing a huge grin, “A complimentary refreshment before
you leave Miss?” he asks as he hands her a cool drink.
“Thank
you,” she says returning his smile as she takes the drink and leans back
against the bar. She knocks back the last of her drink and opens her eyes as she
does so, seeing the big office windows with the one way glass above you.
There
she sees him, clear as day, holding the rail with one hand and blowing her a
kiss from the other and waving.
“Imagine
if they could have seen us........” she says out loud, laughing and shaking
her head as she leaves, feeling a warm wet dribble running down her leg.
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