walking across the parking lot to my building. Holy shit!
I slipped my sweater over my head without bothering to put on my bra or panties and walked to the hallway. From the top of the stairs, I could see him walking up to meet me. A part of me wondered if he was going to murder me and another part of me considered the security cameras in the building…but mostly I just stared with a goofy grin on my face.
“Hi,” he said when he reached the top of the stairs, just a few feet from where I stood gaping at him.
“Hi.” It seemed a little silly to bother with pleasantries at that point but it was cute.
“I just had to come and meet you. I hope you don’t mind.” He had green eyes that twinkled in the light of the enormous Christmas tree that the stairs surrounded.
“Not at all. I’m glad-” Before I could finish, he stepped up to me and covered my mouth with his own. I could feel the raw need in his touch. I was just as needy and wanted to feel every inch of his body. I let one hand snake around his neck and the other slide under his sweater to his warm, hard back. He grabbed my sweater and had it over my head and on the ground before I realized we weren’t kissing anymore. I started to pull up his when he grabbed it and flung it off. He buried his face between my tits and used his hands to unzip my skirt and push it past my hips. Within 60 seconds of his arrival at the top of the staircase, we were both naked and out of breath.
He walked me up to a wall and lifted me by my ass cheeks. I wrapped my legs around his hips and felt his shaft poke the tip of my entrance. I tilted down just enough for his head to enter me and that was all that it took. With a grunt, he pressed fully into me. I relished the feeling of having his full length rubbing across my clit as he penetrated me. He was longer than most but on the thin side so it just felt perfect. I could have ridden him for hours.
Unfortunately, my traitorous body had other ideas. Entirely too soon, I felt the deep inner spasms of another orgasm. I came hard against his body and left a wet trail from his belly button to the base of his cock with the way I was sliding along his torso. I couldn’t get enough of him inside of me. When I was done with the never-ending orgasm, I leaned into the crook of his neck to catch my breath. He was still pumping hard and I knew he was getting close to coming as well. He used one thigh to brace my body weight as he pulled out and finished with his hand. He shot his thick cream on my tits and face while moaning into my neck. I rubbed it into my skin, loving the warm silkiness of it. We both slid down the wall to the floor and spent a few moments recovering.
Just when I started to regain my senses and feel the mortification of what I’d just done, he gave me a quick peck on the nose and stood up. He quickly got dressed and handed me my skirt and sweater.
“Merry Christmas,” he said, noticing it was after midnight.
“Um, Merry Christmas to you too, I guess.” I didn’t know how to respond to that.
“Do you want to come over for a drink? I think I have a bottle of wine in my room.” He had a sexy smirk that made me want to climb up his body and ride him again.
“That sounds nice.” I found my bra and panties and got dressed. He waited patiently while I shut down my computer and met him back at the staircase.
“I’m Nick, by the way.” Oh, right. I didn’t actually know the name of the guy I’d just fucked in my office. Nice.
“I’m Amy. And, for the record, I don’t usually do this. I’m really not as slutty as you might think.” I could feel my face burning in shame but it had to be said.
He stopped me on the stairs and turned me slightly to face him. “Nice to meet you, Amy. And, for the record, I know you’re not a slut. I’m sure you’ve never done this before but I’m really glad you did tonight. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.” His deep voice was only a whisper but I could feel it vibrating through my whole body. I was getting wet again and we hadn’t even made it out of the building.
After his confession, I decided to push him a little bit for some reassurance too. “Should I assume this isn’t your M.O. either? Seducing women in their workplace and taking them home?” He pinched my ass and then patted it as we continued walking down the stairs.
“Nope, this was a first for me too. Hell, I haven’t even had sex in ages. I’ve been traveling a lot for work and just stopped in town for a few days to visit my folks. You have no idea how glad I am that you were working late tonight.” He had his arm wrapped around my shoulder, pulling me against the side of his chest. I felt safe and warm in his embrace in a way that I hadn’t felt since I was a child.
We went into his room and he poured two glasses of wine. We chatted about work and our lives for a while and then he stopped and stared at me. I wondered if I had something on my face or in my teeth when he finally broke his silence. “You are so beautiful. I can’t stop looking at you.”
“Thank you,” I whispered shyly. I’ve never been good at taking compliments and this was too intimate for me to feign any kind of confidence.
He reached for my hand and led me to the bed. I sat with my legs spread while he stood between them. He gently pushed me back on the bed and he kissed me. I felt his lips lightly brush mine before they moved across my jaw and to my earlobe. He moaned softly into my ear and his hot breath created fireworks in my belly. I squirmed against his thigh, desperate to create some friction against my clit. I pulled at his hair with one hand and his cock with the other. I couldn’t free it from his clothes fast enough. Once it was in my hand, I knew I needed to taste it. I pushed him off of me and he rolled onto the bed while I scooted down to take a closer look. His manhood was perfect. It was long and cut in a perfect shaft. I hungrily took it into my mouth until I was balls deep. I created a tight suction that caused him to thrust even deeper. He reached around my ass and slid two fingers into me, following the same rhythm as my mouth. I let my teeth drag against the underside of his cock as I pulled up and felt his balls tighten. I ground against his hand, letting my clit press on his leg as his hand worked my insides. He definitely knew how to let his fingers do the walking.
When I could feel his movements change from long and fluid to quick and short, I knew he was close. I kneeled closer to his ass and fully relaxed my throat, taking his entire shaft in and holding it there while I pumped his base and balls with my fist. He shot down my throat and into my mouth as I slightly pulled back. He tasted delicious. I licked up every drop and climbed up to kiss him. His tongue dove to meet mine and I knew he was tasting himself in my mouth. The sensation of sharing his come with him, while he was still finger fucking me, pushed me over the edge of ecstasy. I shuddered and pulsed against him while he expertly drew out multiple orgasms from me.
I finally fell in a heap onto his chest. He twirled my hair around his finger while tracing the lines of my back.
“I think I could get used to this,” he said into the top of my head.
“Mmm hhmm.” My brain was mush and I couldn’t quite comprehend his words. I could only feel. I felt pleasure and adoration and lust deeper than I ever had previously. I could practically hear jingle bells going off in my head.
That was our first date, first fuck and first Christmas all rolled into one. Four years later, we still try to outdo our Christmas gifts to each other. Last year, we gave each other rings. This year, I’ve invited a work friend from overseas to stay with us for a week. That will be a gift for the both of us. Can’t wait to see what he gives me!
