Deborah Lynn is the executive secretary to the CEO at our corporate office in Los Angeles. She’s a gorgeous green-eyed brunette who moonlights as a hair model for shampoo commercials. Guys are always hitting on her and she relishes the attention, but it didn't take long to realize that she has no intention of getting involved with anyone at work. I noticed this early on, so I assessed my chances with her would be zero and just treated her as a colleague.
I was in LA for two weeks to help pull together an offer to buy out a competitor. On Sunday afternoon of the first weekend, the CEO had a barbecue for all the visiting personnel. It was a beautiful, cool fall day, so the guys played volleyball while the girls watched and cheered us on.
After an hour, we decided we’d had enough volleyball and went inside for a beer. I headed straight to the restroom that was right off the large basement family room.
As I opened the door to leave, Deborah Lynn was standing there waiting. I said, “Excuse me,” and expected her to pass me and go in. But instead she pushed me back into the restroom and into the corner where she pushed a leg between mine, put her arms around my neck, and planted a passionate kiss on me, the likes of which I had never experienced before. I was both terribly surprise and extremely thrilled, so it took me a moment to respond and return her kiss.
I put my arms around her waist and pulled her closer than she already was. She was pressing her body hard against mine, leaving no doubt in my mind what she wanted from me.
We were lost in our passion when someone walked in and said, “Well, excuse me!” To this day I don’t have any idea who it was because he turned and walked out, closing the door behind him.
His entrance disturbed what was going on between us, so I made a quick exit, leaving her there in the corner. I got a beer and tried to behave like nothing had happened, while trying to determine who the guy was who had walked in on us.
After a dinner of BBQ chicken, hamburgers, baked beans, etc., the lights were turned down and dancing began. All the guys wanted to dance with Deborah Lynn and I felt like I should not be among them. However, she had a different idea.
Suddenly Deborah came over, grabbed my hand and said, “Come on. Dance with me.”
We exchanged small talk during the first song. That was fine. Then during the second song she pulled closer to me and laid her head on my shoulder. I was thinking, “This is too obvious!”
Then she raised her head and looked at me with those sleepy green eyes and said, “I pick you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean of all the guys who have been hovering around and hitting on me, I pick you.”
“Pick me for what?”
“Come on Bill, do I really have to answer that?”
My head was swimming with the idea that this gorgeous woman wanted me and had picked me out of all the guys she had to choose from. My mind was conjuring up visions of making love to her in at least a half dozen positions.
After laying her head on my shoulder again, she whispered in my ear, “Would you like to get together tomorrow?”
“Of course. What about my place at one?”
“That sounds wonderful.”
The song ended and she went to dance with someone else. She sure was doing a good job of hiding what was happening between us.
* * * *
Deborah was right on time. My apartment was a corporate rental in a high-rise near the beach. She entered the apartment looking like a photo from the cover of Vogue Magazine. She was wearing some kind of loose-fitting one-piece dress and heels, and her gorgeous long wavy hair was shining like it was made of silk. Her perfume was wonderful and intoxicating as she kissed me hello and walked in.
“I have wine. Do you prefer white or red?”
“I’ll have what you’re having.”
“I like white zin.”
“Oh, me too!”
We walked onto the balcony which had a nice view of the Pacific. After a minute or so she turned to me and put her free hand on the back of my neck, and pulled me close, “Why don’t you show me the bedroom. I understand it has a king size waterbed.”
“I’ve never made love in a waterbed before. Have you?”
“No, but I hear it’s fun.”
“Why don’t we find out?”
I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. We sat our wine glasses on the nightstand and she started to unbutton my shirt. Then she untied the sash around her waist and her dress fell to the floor, leaving her completely nude.
I said, “Wow! You are so beautiful!”
She smiled and unbuckled my pants, pushed down the zipper, and let them fall to the floor. I quickly kicked off my sandals and pants, leaving only my boxer shorts.
Deborah then pressed her body against me with her hands around my waist. I ran my hands over her head and down through her gorgeous long brown hair. God, it was such a turn-on just to finally feel it for the first time. So many times I had wanted to just reach out and run my fingers through it; to grab a handful of it and pull her face to my crotch. Now here she was, her naked body pressing against mine, her hair available for me to do with as I wanted.
As we kissed, she ran her hands down my back, over my ass, than back to the small of my back.
“I’ve been having fantasies of grabbing your nice ass as you fuck me. Now I’m going to.”
She ran her hands under my shorts this time and over my ass as she pulled me against her pelvis. Then she pushed my shorts down until they dropped to the floor, got down on her knees, and took my already hard cock into her mouth.
“Oh Deborah! That’s so good!”
“You’re so big! I’m afraid I won’t be able to take you all in and I know guys like that.”
“You’ll never know until you try.”
“Why don’t you sit on the bed?”
I quickly sat down on the bed as she moved over between my legs, never letting go of my cock, which was firmly grasped in her hand. Once in position, she again put my cock in her mouth and pushed it slowly down until she gagged and pulled out.
Before I could say anything she tried again, going further down this time. But when she reached about eight inches, she gagged again and pulled out.
“Be patient with me. I’ll make it.”
“You’re doing great. Take your time.”
I guess she decided that eight inches was enough for today and continued to suck me up and down in her mouth until I was about to cum.
I said, “You’d better stop now.”
“Why? Don’t you want to cum in my mouth? I’ll bet you've been thinking about it.”
“Then let me finish you.”
She put her hand around my cock and started to pump it as she sucked the upper three of four inches. Within seconds I climaxed and started to shoot off.
“Mmm! Mmm!” she moaned as I spurted in her mouth.
When I finally finished, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and swallowed everything, ran her tongue around her lips, and squeezed it to get a final few drops of cum. She quickly sucked them down, looked up at me and said, “That was great! I’ve wanted to do that to you all week.”
“Really? You hid it well.”
“Now it’s your turn.”
She moved around me and onto the waterbed, making it slosh up and down. She stretched out her legs, threw her long hair above her head, and looked at me with a smile that said, “Well? I’m ready.”
We spent the afternoon fucking in all the positions I could think of. She couldn’t get enough of me, wanting to “do it” again and again.
I had to recover around six, so we went out for Chinese and returned to continue where we left off. She was insatiable, having so many climaxes that I stopped trying to count them.
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