Fridays had become my day for fun every week. For the last month at 8:00 pm, Molly and I would meet at her house for a weekly fuck session. She was truly an amazing woman. Anything I wanted to do or try she was completely down for. It was also set up so that we didn't even talk during the week, we just knew Friday at eight was our time. We also figured that less communication was better as her husband had less chance to catch us.
However, I cannot deny, I had a thirst for her nearly every day. Her sex, her passion, and her body were infectious. I found myself jacking off daily to thoughts about our encounters. I wasn't going to ask or poke around about meeting more though. The Friday at eight was her idea in the first place, if we decided to meet more, the ball would be in her court. She after all was the one with the husband and the kid.
On a Wednesday in September, about six weeks after Molly and I started hooking up, things changed. Work finally started to slow down a bit as I had reached settlements on seven cases and had three more settling in the next week. My day for once was going slow as I peeked at the clock and saw it was on three. I was home free to have a beer and watch the Red Sox game in a couple more hours.
My phone suddenly rang, drawing me back to focus from my daydream.
"Mr. Davis, Mrs. Haverstrom is here to see you," my secretaries voice came through the phone receiver.
What the hell? Why was Molly here at the office? Usually, if we have business dealings she will call or text. I grabbed my cell and looked through it to see if she sent a message, but could find nothing.
"Go ahead and send her in, Vicky," I responded.
A few later the door to my office opened and in walked Molly, wearing a pair of five-inch black closed-toe heels and a long black light rain jacket that came down just past her kneecap. She had her long black hair up in a neat ponytail.
"Hey Molly, wasn't expecting you. Are we going to be collaborating on a case in the near future?" I asked, thinking she was here for business purposes.
She looked at me and finished closing the door behind her. She then pressed the lock button on the door handle.
"I am not here for work reasons," she uttered in a sultry voice.
She loosed the strap on her raincoat so that the jacket naturally opened. Waiting underneath was nothing more than a completely nude body. My mouth dropped open in amazement.
"You like what you see?" she asked with a little chuckle.
I nodded in approval as she slowly pulled the coat off, dropping it to the floor. Molly's flawless body stood twenty feet from me. Nothing covering those perfect breasts and trimmed kitty. The heels added a nice touch to the whole package.
She then began to strut toward my desk. She hit the front of the desk, then walked around the left side to join me behind the large dark hickory piece of furniture.
"Stand up," she commanded.
I happily obliged her request and stood up waiting for her next action. She squatted down in front of me and grabbed ahold of my belt buckle. With a couple of swift motions, the belt was undone as well as the button to my pants. She then took my zipper and slowly pulled it down while looking up at me with her sensuous eyes.
Once the zipper was down, she grabbed my waistband and pulled down my slacks. My semi-erect cock sprung out, right in front of her face. She grabbed a hold of it and lifted the head to her mouth. She wrapped her wet luscious lips around my head and began to suck. Her tongue swirled around the head causing a tingle to shoot throughout my cock and balls. Her mouth gripped me tightly as she took more of my now rock-hard shaft into her mouth. My head hit the back of her throat as she tried to take me all in. I grabbed onto her hair as she bobbed up and down on my dick. Saliva and droll started to run down her chin and onto her chest as she struggled to swallow all ten inches.
I started to thrust into her throat as we timed ourselves perfectly. She looked up at me with her passionate gaze. Her eyes began to well with tears as nearly all of my massive cock was in her mouth and throat. My office was filled with the sound of gurgling and gagging as she pleasured my shaft.
I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off as she continued to work. She placed her hands on her saliva-soaked breasts and massaged herself. Pinching her nipples with her index finger and thumb while letting out soft moans around my rod.
As much as I loved her sucking my cock, I was hungry for her pussy. Eating her snatch had become a highlight of my week. She was so sweet and succulent, I never could get enough.
"Baby, stop sucking and get on my desk," I commanded as I shoved some papers out of the way with my left hand.
Molly rose from her squatting position and placed her plump ass on my desk, lifting herself into position. I took a seat in my desk chair and rolled it into place. I grabbed her legs and placed them onto my shoulders as I wheeled in closer. Her tight, glistening set lips stared me in the face. I could smell her sex leaking off that immaculate cunt. I plastered my face deep into her fold, stabbing my tongue into her hole. Her pussy was leaking as I shoved my tongue as deep as I could and wiggled it around inside.
"Fuckkk!" she moaned as she felt my tongue taking her juices in.
I popped my tongue in and out of her at a rapid pace, bringing her to a climax in mere minutes. She bucked on my desk as I tried to hold her in place. A puddle of juice started to form on my desktop as she continued to leak her love juices.
"Eat me, baby! Fuck! Keep eating!" she howled as I licked her lips up and down.
I moved my right hand onto her lips and parted them to expose her swollen clit. My lips wrapped around it and started to suck her. I used my cheeks to get as much suction as I could on her love button.
"Oh my god, oh fuck" she screeched in a muffled tone as she covered her mouth with her hand. My secretary was thirty feet from my door, there is no way she was not hearing something.