This happened a few years back at work. M had just moved to help my department out to hire some new talent for my team. She was in her early 30s, professional, efficient, wore well fitting clothes but nothing revealing. I’m a regular dude, early 40s, married, with kids, and had never strayed out of my marriage. But I was not immune to getting infatuated by the right kind of women. And M definitely seemed like the kind that I would be infatuated with. Athletic body, medium breasts, straight brown hair, and she smelt of wild-flowers. She was excellent at her job, super professional, and definitely did not seem the type to cross any lines — which is exactly my type. The unattainable, smart bombshell. This in some sense was what kept me from straying from my marriage.
After a few weeks of working with the team, I got to know her well, and got to know that she was a small town girl, but she did not reveal much about her personal life. But I guessed that she might have been somewhat of a sexually adventurous person in her private life.
Now you have to know something about me. I’m a butt guy — through and through. And she had one of the finest ones that that I had the pleasure to come across. It took me a lot of effort to not stare at her butt during work. But I would sneak a peak every once in a while, when I knew nobody was watching. Her smooth shapely butt, barely visible panty line sticking out of her well fitted slacks.
Most days she wore little makeup as she was naturally pretty with great skin. I fantasized about what she would wear the next day, and how she would tie her hair, or what minimal accessory she would adorn. I was definitely infatuated by her, but I was a professional too and capable of hiding my infatuation, and not letting it get in the way of work.
After 3 months of grueling work, her stint with the team was coming to a close, and she was going to go help another department with their HR needs. A few of my co-workers, M, and I all went out for an office party. Booze was flowing, and the girl was definitely not shy or reserved with her drinks. Her professional veneer unpeeled – she was charming, wild, funny, and was quite the life of the party. A few drinks down, I too lost my inhibitions and I was having a blast with her too. Brushing her arms here, hand on her thighs when she said something funny, and she reciprocated with similar acts. She sat next to me, and on more than one occasion, her perky breasts brushed my hand.
Someone remarked how the waitress was cute, and I, after a few drinks, lost my professional filter and said – nah – she doesn’t have a nice ass. Everyone seemed to pause a little and stare at me – the professional department head — followed by a near synchronous guffaw. Nobody expected me to say something unprofessional. I was a little embarrassed, but shrugged it off.
A few minutes later, people started to mingle and I was alone with M in the dimly lit outdoor patio of the bar.
“So you’re an ass man, W?”
“Yes, my secret is out – you caught me. I didn’t mean to blurt it out.”
“So how is my ass then?”
“Uh…”
“Come on, don’t be shy.”
“Uh… Hm.”
“Come on W. Let me hear it.”
“Good enough to chew…”
She let on a sly smile.
“Promise?”
“What…? I.. uh…”
She took my hand and placed it on her butt – which was facing away from the thin crowd on the patio. I felt the round shape of her butt hungrily, like my hand had been itching to hold it. My fingers blindly trying to feel the full shape of her butt — slightly firm, curved wonderfully but supple. My fingers traced the outline of her panties, then traced it down trying to seek the center between her cheeks. But her slacks were tight, and my fingers did not have much luck.
I could see that she was getting aroused. She took me by the hand and led me into the unisex bathroom stall nearby. Closed the door behind us. Then swiftly undid her pants, slipped it halfway down her thighs and the turned away from me, with both her hands against the wall, slightly bent over.
“Eat me W. Devour me.”
My heart beating, a 100 miles an hour, I loosened my tie, staring at her shapely butt, and her brown hair down her back, as she glanced back head sideways with an expectant sexual look.
I didn’t need another invitation. I didn’t waste time with warmups, my thumbs split her ass cheeks, and my nose and my tongue led the charge. She smelt musky, and. a little sweaty — God, it was divine. My tongue darting between her cheeks, flicking tight creases of her rose bud. My thumbs splitting her cheeks as fast as possible.
She let out an “unnnh”, like she didn’t expect how pleasurable it would be.
I went to town right there. my tongue stiffening and slacking, poking her butthole, wetting it. At one point, I was so far into her butt, that my teeth and gums made contact with the tight creases. She let out a somewhat loud moan. I positioned my lips to exactly mimic the “o” that her butt-hole made, and my tongue pushed through trying to make the “o” bigger. My teeth making contact as her butt hole became bigger by the pressure of my stiff tongue.
She was dripping from her vagina. One of my fingers brushed against it, and a big slop of wetness fell on it. I used the wetness from her vagina to slowly lubricate her butt-hole. Slowly slipping my index finger into her. I could feel the softness inside her welcoming my finger – her sphincter muscles gripping it and trying to suck it in. I slid it all the way. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation. I pushed it in and out of her butt hole, and felt it start to lubricate with the wetness from her butt.
“M, are you in the loo? We’re planning to leave in a few minutes. Do you need a ride?”
I froze, not breathing, my finger still up her butt. Her sphincter contracted tightly around my finger as well – indicating that she too was caught be surprise.
“Uh, no, I don’t need a ride. I can Uber it I think.”
“So will you be coming to office tomorrow? Cause I needed to give you a few brochures for the recruiting event that I got printed.”
“Umm, ok. Sure, I can come to work tomorrow.”
“M, How much longer are you going to take? I wanted to tell you about something that happened today. Steve made a pass at me you know. He was flirting with me.”
Clearly Sara was drunk, and she needed someone to chatter with, and she found M.
“Uh.. Okay. I’m going to be a few more minutes.”
“Steve’s hot. I’d chew his dick if I got the chance. I’m going to get him one of these days.”
“Uh, Sara, I’ll catch up with you outside the loo?”
“I felt his dick you know. It was big. I sneakily brushed my hand past it today.”
M was a little annoyed obviously. Sara wouldn’t take the hint. I didn’t want to waste time. My finger continued its important probery, and my tongue supplied it some moisture, as it went in and out. M was shocked and embarrassed and excited all at once. Trying hard to not make a noise, but enjoying the thrill of this taboo exchange.
“I think Steve has a girlfriend. But I don’t care. I’d still suck him off.”
I slowly stood up, but my finger still in her butt, thrusting in and out. I used my other hand to ever so slowly unzip my pant.
“Do you think Steve will fuck me. You think he’ll slip his big dick in me, M?”
My dick was wet as well. Pre-cum glistening across its uncut tip.
I slowly took my finger out, used my thumbs to part her cheeks once more, and aimed my pecker into the abyss. The skin at the top of my dick extended back as it struggled to enter into her glorious, now lubricated butt hole.
“Fuck”
“Whats that M?”
“Nothing, I was saying that Steve will definitely fuck you.”
M squeezed her eyes, using all her mindfulness meditational skills to focus on the lip of her butt-hole, willing it to swallow my member. My dick succeeded, to make it about an inch through, as my hips slowly moved in and out. In a few thrusts, there was enough lubrication for three quarters of my 7 inch dick. It was exquisite.
I still couldn’t go wild considering Sarah — so I had to do well paced, long thrusts. M was enjoying it.
The experience was crazy, especially heightened by the fact that Sarah was just outside the door, continuing to yap about — we could be caught any second.
I must have thrust for like 3-4 minutes when I could feel the urge to cum. I tapped M on her shoulder. She understood the cue, and immediately pressed the flush lever. A giant whoosh came flooding through. Where normally people would have been vacating their bowels, I was stuffing one with my cum. I jerked and convulsed a few times as my balls emptied into her butthole. M turned around. bent down and ran her tongue across the tip my penis. She tasted my cum, and her lips sucked the cum out of my tiny passage.
She stood up, looked cutely at me, smirking slightly. She flushed again. and then motioned me to hide away as she walked out through the door. And that was the last time that I saw M.