Our discussion was productive, despite my wandering eyes and mind. We set a list of things she wanted exposure to, and I grabbed my tablet and began to pull up some examples. I showed her one document I had written many years ago, and she leaned in close to me to read the screen.
Whereas Bella would lean in close to me and I would feel her breasts on my arm, Emily being shorter, sat at a different angle. Her leaning in caused her dress to drift away from her bosom and gave me a direct view down her top. There, I was gifted a peek of her perky, firm tit. To my delight, I caught a glimpse of a rosy-pink nipple resting against the fabric. The voyeur’s rush I experienced stiffened my cock fully in my pants.
“Very nice,” she said, giving me that mischievous smile. She leaned back and stretched her arms up and out wide, her firm tits pressing against the dress and showing off the little bumps where her nipples were pointing through.
Emily sat back and made a show of scratching her thigh, the hem of the dress creeping higher and higher with every movement. The smoothness of her pale skin was just intoxicating. I should have looked away. I couldn’t. She patted her leg and gave me a smirk.
“Let’s take a break, shall we?” she said, pulling her phone out.
She dove into her apps before I could really react, so I went back to my desk and sat in my chair. I pulled up some other things on my tablet to show her and tried not to think about the sexy creature sitting on my office couch, now with her leg bent. One foot was tucked up against her crotch, and the other stretched out, showing off her entire toned leg. Her bare skin was exposed all the way up her inner thigh and just inches from her hip, as her dress was now bunched up in the middle to cover her panties.
My eyes met hers and she winked. I was busted and I knew it. Her response was to slowly draw her hand up her exposed leg and toy with the dress in her lap. Did I just see a flash of red panties? My eyes were now rooted to the spot.
Emily didn’t seem to mind at all. She fluffed out her dress, ostensibly to spread it out for maximum coverage, but what it did was flash even more of her intimate area to me as she did so. I was able to confirm the crimson color of her tiny panties; they barely covered her pussy lips. Edges of intimate flesh were visible for a moment, teasing the treasure close by.
She hooked her finger into the neck of her dress and ran it back and forth, tugging the top further and further down until I could just see the edges of her areola. I ran my hand through my hair. She was clearly trying to get a rise out of me. It was working. My dick was hard and starting to throb in my slacks.
Emily stood and sashayed her way over to my desk. She stood across from me and put her palms flat on the desk, bending over to see what I had on the tablet in front of me. I gazed at her blue eyes, then let mine drop to the down-blouse view I was getting of her rock-hard little pink nipples. She bent down lower, with her elbows on my desk, lightly shaking her shoulders and making her breasts dance under the dress.
“Very nice.” I said in a low voice.
Emily looked down, clutched her hand to her sternum dramatically, covering her tits up and whispered “Oopsie.”
“Sorry about that,” I stammered. She giggled softly at me and blew me a kiss.
“You’re kind of cute for being so old,” she said.
“You’re very cute too.” Her blue eyes trapped my gaze.
“Do you want to know something else?”
“Sure.”
“My pussy is very, very wet right now.” Her hand palmed her crotch over her dress as she spoke.
“Oh.” I don’t know why that shocked me like it did.
“And I really could go for some dick from a good-looking older man.”
I gathered my wits and stood up. Slowly, I walked around the desk to stand in front of her. “Do you have anyone in mind?”
“I thought you might know someone who could use a good fuck.”
I pulled Emily in close and kissed her. I put my hands up under her dress and squeezed her soft, supple ass. She leaped up and wrapped her legs around me, her mouth still attached to mine. I held her in mid-air, using her butt for leverage. I could feel the heat from her loins on my midsection. We continued to make out, all the while I was grabbing handfuls of her little ass as I kissed her.
This was no sweet, timid make out. She kissed me wantonly, her tongue probing deep into my mouth. I sat her down on top of my desk. He hands pushed my jacket down my arms. I threw it to the floor and ripped the tie from my neck. My hands went right for her pert boobs, palming them and squeezing like a randy teenager would in the back seat of his parent’s car. I could feel her stiff nipples under my hands, as if they were trying to rip their way out of her dress.
I grabbed the hem of her dress, and in one motion pulled it up and over her head. I tossed it in a pile with my jacket. I kissed, sucked, and licked her nipples frantically, as though they were going to disappear at any moment.
Emily had worked my belt and pants open, and they fell to the floor. She leaned back on her elbows and scooted her butt close to the edge of my desk. I yanked my boxers to the ground as she pulled her panties to the side. Her pussy was covered in a light layer of stubble, as if she had shaved the day or two before, but not today. I ran my cock up and down her moist slit, then pressed myself inside her. We both let out groans of relief as my shaft entered her tight little canal.
I fucked her hard and fast, and she thrust her hips right back at me for every thrust. I rubbed her protruding clit, eliciting a high-pitched squeal from Emily. She covered her mouth as I continued pleasuring her. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she laid flat on her back now, pinching her nipple with her free hand, the other keeping her panties tugged open.
She took over rubbing her clit, going for a hard up and down stroke versus the slow circles I was doing to her. I gripped her hips and slammed into her, focusing on my own pleasure as she took over hers. I was grunting and gritting my teeth to keep from making too much noise. Emily kept thrusting her hips at me, and I leaned in to suck on her nipple.
Suddenly, Emily snapped her legs around my waist and sat upright, one hand still pressed on her sensitive nub. I could feel her Kegels contract around my cock. She shook and spasmed for a good eight seconds before exhaling loudly and falling onto her back again. It took three more deep thrusts, and I finished as well, filling her pussy with my cum.
As I pulled out and sunk into my chair, she made a show of fingering herself and pulling out a semen-soaked digit, sucking it into her mouth. She pulled the gusset of her panties back in place and slid off the desk. She bent over in front of me, giving me a bird’s-eye view of her thong as it split her ass cheeks in two. She grabbed her dress and pulled it back over her sexy body.
“Now when daddy drives me home tonight, my little cunt will be full of your sticky cum,” she said with a devilish grin.
I was speechless. Emily kissed me again, grinding her tight, pert body into mine. She broke away suddenly and headed for the door.
“See you tomorrow, Mister Adams,” she said in a sultry voice, blowing me a kiss.
I couldn’t concentrate very well for the next few hours. I gave up and headed for my car. Without thinking about it, I found myself driving back to The Snake Pit. It was much earlier in the evening than my previous visit had been, but I did not know where else to go.
I stepped in and saw a few more customers around than the previous night. There were a couple of guys with leather jackets and long goatees seated at one end of the bar, and five or six older women siting at one of the tables laughing at something.
I didn’t see Veronica anywhere. I took a stool at the opposite end of the bar from the other men and waited. Veronica came up from the back carrying a box of liquor bottles a moment later. She looked my way and smiled.
“Hey, if it isn’t Mister Blowjob,” she said with a sexy smile. She wore a similar corset top like she had worn yesterday. She had on some sexy thigh high stockings that seemed coated in glitter. The tops of her stockings peeked out from under her tight white skirt when she walked.