A Bad Day at the Office
Keywords: the, at, A, Office, Bad, Day,
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"I am."
"MMMmmmm," I said thoughtfully.
I stopped pulling on the comforter and crawled up to Dale.
"Well, if it's already hard, then why don't you let me see how big it is?" I asked suggestively.
I sat down next to him and wrapped my arms around his chest. Dale looked down at me.
"What if it doesn't measure up?" he asked nervously.
I let one hand slide to his stomach. Dale had a bit of a "happy trail" that disappeared into the blanket, and I began to trace it with my forefinger, staring into his eyes as I reached for the prize below.
"What if it does?" I countered.
Dale blinked as my hand slid below the sheet. A second later, I reached his pubic hair and slid my fingers through it, reaching for his dick. It was not far away. I grasped it and began to slide my hand up and down the length of it. Dale shuddered as I connected with his balls, and I felt a drop of precum slithering over my hand.
"Mmm, you're very, very long," I commented.
He was. I had thought Matt had a big cock, but compared with Dale's, his was 'normal.' Dale wasn't thick, but he was extremely long. I was guessing about nine inches. I wondered what it would feel like in my mouth, but I figured Dale wasn't up for that yet. I used my forearm to push the comforter away to get an actual view of what I was holding.
"I am?" Dale asked quietly as I spread his precum over his length and used it as lubrication for more hand action. "Oh, shit, Sarah, yes."
"You are," I confirmed.
I leaned down and blew softly across the head of his dick.
"Oh, shit," Dale moaned.
He clutched at the blanket for support.
"I never knew... never knew it would feel so damn good," he stammered.
"Lay down," I ordered.
Dale swiveled around and did as instructed. His cock stood straight up in the air, begging for more attention. I complied with its demands and licked it from base to head, squeezing Dale's balls for good measure.
Dale shuddered, but he didn't object. I took this to mean I could continue, so I put my mouth over his head and sucked it gently. I got a moan in response, and Dale's body tensed. He wasn't used to this feeling, and I knew it wouldn't be long before he came. I figured I might as well see how much of his length I could get in my mouth, so I dove down over him, taking in as much as possible.
"Oh, shit," Dale exclaimed as I sucked my way back up to the top. "Oh, shit, Sarah, shit, I'm gonna cum."
Sure enough, one more good suck and Dale blew. I swallowed it all and sucked even more until nothing else came out. Once I finished, Dale lay very still. I crawled up the bed and lay next to him, waiting for some sort of response.
Nothing but ragged breathing.
"You alive over there?" I finally asked.
Dale opened his eyes and looked over at me.
"Barely," he confirmed. "That was just about the best feeling I've ever felt in my life. Where did you learn to do that? Matt?"
I shrugged.
"Not really. He liked to be in control, so when I gave him head, he was always telling me what to do and it never worked. He only ever came when I did what I wanted."
Dale smiled.
"No wonder," he said. "That was fantastic."
"You came early," I informed him. "Just wait until you get more used to it. Then we'll really have some fun."
Dale contemplated that one for a second.
"Hm," he finally grunted. "Wanna finish playing the game?"
"Why bother?" I asked. "If you wanna see me naked, just ask. I'll even strip for you."
I knew I was catering to his ego, but God, I wanted to fuck him right then and there. If he had been hard, that is. His dick was still recovering from the job it had performed.
"Yeah, sure, go for it," Dale said eagerly.
I crawled over to the remote and flipped on the TV and changed channels till I found some soft porn. I left it on in the background and climbed onto Dale's lap, my hips on top of his dick and my back facing him.
"I've never stripped before," I said, pretending to be timid. I slid my right bra strap off my arm and looked over my shoulder. "I hope I do all right."
I slid my left bra strap off and lifted my arms, turning around on Dale's lap so he could see that nothing was holding the fabric up except my tits. When I was facing him, I flipped my hair over my shoulders so they covered my skin, then reached around and unclasped the bra.
It fell to his stomach, and I looked down. My erect nipples were peeking through my hair, and I pinched them both, just to see what Dale's reaction was.
His eyes were glued to my chest. I rocked forward on his cock and moaned as I squeezed my breasts. I could feel life returning beneath me and smiled. Then I flipped my hair back over my shoulders and let Dale see my tits – such as they were – in all their glory.
I slid my hands down over my stomach and let one finger glide on into my thong. Dale watched it disappear. I gathered some juice out of my dripping hole and brought my hand back out, still moist. I smeared my fingers over my breasts before turning around and sticking my ass in Dale's face.
Dale could still see my tits beneath my chest, and I could see that his cock was growing quickly. I wondered if we'd get to screw. I hoped so. I backed myself up so my tits were touching his dick, and then slid down his legs so I was lying with his cock in between my thighs.
He was a well-behaved customer, and he refrained from reaching and touching the goods. I rolled off of his lap, and in one swift movement, lifted my legs, removed my thong and tossed it aside.
Finally, I sat up, crossed my legs at the ankles, and faced him.
"Did you enjoy the strip show?" I asked teasingly.
I could see the answer a foot away, waving wildly in the air again.
"Isn't it obvious?" Dale asked, following my gaze.
"Mmm, I have to say that it is," I smiled. "So now we're naked together. What happens next?"
"Well, you've heard me play with mine, I've watched you play with yours, and you've played with mine... does that mean I get to play with yours?"
I blushed, and then laughed at myself. Here I was, completely nude, having just given a brief blowjob to Dale the day after he watched me get myself off, and I was embarrassed to have him inspect my pussy?
"Can't say I've ever had a guy ask me that one before," I giggled nervously. "Yeah, sure. It'll be the first time I've ever had a guy checking me out in, uh, that area."
"You said Matt got to third," Dale said quizzically as I turned around.
"He did," I nodded, "but it was always like in his car or a movie theater – someplace I could never get my pants all the way off. And he was never that interested in pleasing me, anyway... it was always just a prelude to him getting off."
"Well, that's not fair," Dale protested as I lay on his shoulder, my right breast resting on his arm.
"It was what it was," I said, thinking of Bryan. "I prefer the future to the past."
Dale reached a hand around and gently touched my breast. Goosebumps rose over my body, and my nipples jutted out.
"You like that?" Dale inquired, his fingertips probing my skin softly.
I nodded and leaned back against the headboard, lifting my arms over my head and stretching my body to its full length. Dale leaned over, his eyes skimming my body with the desire of one who sees a full treasure chest. I considered my body his to plunder at will and only hoped he would take everything.
I closed my eyes as his fingers found their way back to my breast. He circled the areola a few times before getting the nerve to touch it. I shivered as he brushed my nipple, the goosebumps returning.
Dale continued probing softly, working his way to the center of my breast. As he reached it, he pinched the nipple. I moaned in response. He pinched it again, harder, and I felt a small amount of liquid seeping onto the bed. I opened my mouth, sighing deeply.
"God, yes," I moaned.
Dale didn't respond in words, but he slid his hand to my other breast and massaged it for a moment before turning to my stomach. His fingertips slid slowly down across my abs, and I involuntarily sucked in my breath as they descended. As he reached my pubic area, he spread his hand out and ran his fingers through the cropped hair.
"You trim it?" Dale asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
I let my breath out with a shudder and nodded.
"If it gets too long, I can't wear thongs," I explained, opening my eyes. "What would you have thought if you'd seen pubes hanging out of my bikini when I wore it?"
Dale nodded, his fingers curling around the hair and giving it a gentle tug. I smiled gently at him.
"Enjoying yourself?" I asked.
He looked up at me and nodded.
"Yeah," he said. "I'll never forget this trip, that's for sure."
"Neither will I," I replied, running a hand over his bare back that was positioned next to me. "Neither will I."
Dale took advantage of my good mood to slide his hand further down over my pelvis. His middle finger found the gap between my outer labia and pushed gently. I opened my legs slightly, continuing to hold onto his back, and closed my eyes. Dale split open my pussy lips and drove a finger in between. He pulled away from my hand, and I reopened my eyes to see what he was doing.
I had to stifle my laughter. He was looking over my pussy like it was a foreign substance. He ran a finger over every part and probed, trying to gauge a reaction. Dale felt my body tense as I tried not to giggle, and he looked up.
I burst into laughter. Dale flushed.
"I'm sorry," I choked out between giggles. "You just looked so... I dunno... so intense. It was funny. I'm sorry."
Dale looked a bit confused.
"Well... uh... I guess I'm not sure how everything works," he admitted. "It's kinda like... ok, this is going to sound stupid, but it's kind of like driving a car if you've never been in one yourself. I mean, you've seen other people do it, and they can tell you how it works, but until you actually get in one and drive it..."
He trailed off as I laughed even harder. I sat up and kissed his cheek and tried to calm myself down, but I wasn't having much luck.
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Keywords: the, at, A, Office, Bad, Day,