How I needed a diversion that hot summer day. It was late Saturday afternoon, and I had spent the entire day pouring over reports, analyzing data, and creating charts and graphs for an important Monday morning meeting with the Board of Directors. Although I loved my job, I longed for adventure. This longing had continued to grow stronger and stronger this past year. “Middle age crazies” was the term I had jokingly labeled this new phase I seemed to be entering.
Even as a young woman, I had enjoyed sex a bit more than my female friends, and now as I approached my 44th birthday, my thoughts were filled with hot steamy sexual adventures. My ordinarily good powers of concentration could be lost in a moment to visions of making love on the beach with the waves crashing against naked bodies entwined in passion. The presentation would have to wait while I cleared my head.
I took my eyes off the piles of paper laying on my desk and gazed out my window. I just needed a couple of minutes to collect my thoughts and then back to work. My first floor office window had a great view of the construction site next to my building. Nearly every day at least one of the women who worked in the same office building as I would come up to me and ask if I had seen “Him” yet. I had been so busy with my latest project that I had not found the time to hunt down this young “drop dead gorgeous” construction worker that had all the women in the company panting, and of course, today was no exception. “He” would have to wait. After all, no one could be that fine.
As I quickly surveyed the area, my eyes fell upon a sight that nearly took my breath away. The sweltering summer heat had forced him to take off his shirt to cool down. He was standing in the shade of a big oak tree drinking a can of soda. Even at this distance, I could see the sweat glistening on his majestic suntanned body. “So this is the one who has all the women excited and acting like school girls,” I thought to myself. He was, indeed, everything they had said he was.
There leaned up against the tree stood my fantasy. The vision of the man that had been in my head since my early teens. My fantasy man stood just over 6’ tall and weighed around 180-190 pounds, had dark brown hair, and blue eyes. If I could only see his eyes, everything else was a perfect match. I was frozen. I could not take my eyes off him. I watched as he brought the can to his mouth and took a long drink. I watched as he wiped the sweat from his brow. I watched as he picked up his shirt and tools and walked to his truck. I watched as he pulled out of the parking lot and drove off. I watched in a daze even after he was long out of sight. Amazed at the effect he had on me, I shook my head and quickly returned to reality. “Now where was I?”, I said aloud. “Get back to work, girl. No time for fantasies. You have a job to do.” I returned to my task, but my mind kept returning to Him.
* * *
I arrived early Monday morning dressed in my favorite blue pin-striped suit and heels. So early in fact, the construction site was still quiet. I had passed by the site nearly every day for 6 months and never so much as glanced in the direction. Today, however, I was anxious to see all the activity. No that was not exactly correct. I was anxious to see Him. Although somewhat disappointed that I would have to wait until later, I knew that I would return to the window hoping to catch a glimpse of Him again. The presentation was a huge success. Some of the Board of Directors lingered after the meeting to chat. I could barely focus on the conversations. I wanted to run to my window to see if He was out there. I could think of nothing else.
After a few minutes, I excused myself and hurried down the hallway leading to my office. My hands were trembling as I reached for the doorknob. I went inside quickly and closed the door behind me. I made my way to the window and searched the site. Men and women were busily working everywhere, but where was He? I looked and looked until finally He walked into view. He was wearing a navy blue shirt, skin-tight button-fly jeans, and boots. My body began to respond at the mere sight of Him. I felt my legs weaken. My breathing became rapid. I could see Him clearly as he continued to work oblivious to my hungry eyes that followed his every movement.
I could feel the moisture forming between my legs. I imagined Him kissing me and caressing me as I slid my hand up and under my skirt. I felt the heat and moisture from my aching pussy on my hand as I slowly and gently rubbed my fingers across the crotch of my silk panties.
My eyes remained transfixed on Him as he continued to work. I wanted him desperately. I slid my fingers inside my panties. I moaned as I thought about Him touching me. My pussy was dripping wet and so very hot. I rubbed my finger over my clit then eased first one finger then two into my pussy. My eyes never left Him as I brought myself to orgasm. I had to meet him. I had to make this fantasy come true. I could not concentrate the rest of the day. My eyes kept returning to the window. How could I meet Him? How could I make the fantasy become reality?
* * *
I began parking away from the building so I was forced to walk by the site both when I arrived each morning and when I left each evening. I timed my departure so that it was close to the time He was preparing to leave for the day as well. It took all my strength to walk by when I caught sight of Him out of the corner of my eye. This went on for nearly a week with no results. “Well, it’s Friday”, I told myself, “you have all weekend to come up with another idea.” I stacked the papers neatly on my desk, looked at my calendar, and decided to take one last look at the window before I left for the weekend. The crew was still hard at work. Everyone that was but Him. I searched, and I searched. He was no where to be found.
I looked in all the usual places. How could I leave without one last look? I was determined to stay right there until He appeared once again. I heard everyone in the office leave. The crew began to slowing leave as well. Had I missed Him? Was it possible that He left early? Just as I had decided to give up and go home, I heard a knock at my office door. Who could it be? Everyone was gone. I opened the door to find Him standing there with the most incredible boyish grin. I could not move nor speak. “May I come in?”, he asked. “Of course,” I replied in a shaky voice.
He was even more devastatingly handsome up close, and his big deep blue eyes sparkled. My eyes feasted on every inch of his young hard body. How I wanted Him. “I have been watching you as you pass by each day, and I just had to see you,” he said. It was obvious to both of us what the other wanted. Without another word, he walked over to me, took me in his arms, and backed me up against the wall. His kiss was deep and passionate.
I weakened as his hands moved sensuously over my entire body. His touch was soft and gentle, yet I could feel the hunger within him. He cupped my ass in his hands and pulled me in tight against his body. I could feel his hard cock through all the layers of clothing. I longed to feel him inside me. He slid his hand up under my dress and continued to caress my ass. I was on fire. Every inch of me cried out to be taken. I could feel the juices from my throbbing pussy begin to soak through my panties. I knew that he could sense how much
I wanted him.
I broke free of our passionate embrace and began to fumble with the buttons on his jeans. He took off his shirt as his jeans fell to the floor. His bikini briefs followed quickly. In a moment, he was standing before me naked. I lead him to my chair. As he sit down, I dropped to my knees in front of him and began to caress his cock with my hands. I moved closer and gently licked the tip. A soft moan escaped his lips as I slide my tongue down the entire length of his shaft. I licked my way back up to the head then surrounded his cock with my lips. His body jerked slightly as I went down on him.
He thrust his cock deep into my throat, as I continued to move my mouth up and down faster and faster until his warm juices squirted in my mouth. I continued licking and sucking until I had swallowed every drop. He stood up and kissed me so deeply that I could hardly breath. He continued to kiss me as he slowly removed each article of clothing.
He took one hand and cleared the top of my desk. Papers, pens, pencils, and paper clips were scattered about the floor. He backed me up to my desk and lifted me on top. He sit me down and kneeled down between my legs. He parted my legs gently revealing my waiting pussy. He kissed and licked my legs as his hands and fingers worked diligently. I moaned and squirmed with anticipation. Moving upward, he brushed my bush with his face. I was soaking wet. He seemed amazed at how wet I was. He hungrily began lapping up my juices.
I arched my pussy toward his face. He kissed the patch of curly brown hair covering my pussy. I moaned loudly and trembled. He slipped his tongue slowly down my slit. He could hardly keep up with the juices flowing from my hot wet cunt. I wiggled, and I squirmed wanting more. His tongue entered me forcefully, and I moaned again even more loudly. He guided his tongue deep inside me. My hips arched up pounding against his face. We continued as I moved closer and closer to orgasm. He parted my lips with his fingers revealing my firm throbbing clit. He sucked it into his mouth, and I cried out. Moans of pleasure filled the room. He sucked and licked on my clit. I pounded my pussy hard against him.
My moans echoed as I came forcefully in his mouth. He slid his fingers deep inside me. My muscles pulsated and clamped tight around his fingers as I exploded in passion. He continued to lick the juices from my pussy until I pulled him up to me. He stood and locked eyes with me as he entered me deeply with one quick thrust. His quick hard thrust left me breathless. I responded. My muscles tightened around his cock as I moved my hips to meet him. His entire body was taut as he entered me again and again each thrust faster than the one before it. We were at that moment one being, one body, writhing with passion. We both watched as his shaft continued to slide in and out of me so fully that the head was forced to re-enter with each hard pounding thrust.
Our breathing was rapid. Our bodies were trembling. Our moans of passion filled the air. Then suddenly, he cried out as his warm cum shot deep inside me. I followed quickly. Our bodies began to tremble and jerk from the powerful explosion. He slumped over me from exhaustion. After a few moments, he looked up at me smiling and said, “By the way, my name is Jesse. How about we go out for dinner? I am starved.” “Only if You are dessert”, I replied with a mischievous grin. “Oh I think I can be up for that later myself.”
