It had been three weeks since Rhonda delivered my Instacart order. Despite ordering every week since then, Rhonda had not picked up my order to fill. My wife was set to go out of town again for work.
“Honey, can you do me a favor and grab me some deodorant and a razor from the bathroom closet?” asked my wife as she packed her bags for the trip. Without saying a word, I walked into the bathroom and opened the closet door. As I grabbed for the box of razors, I noticed it for the first time in three weeks. Just behind the box of razors was where I stashed the His/Hers KY Jelly box.
“I got your razor and deodorant,” I quickly said as I tucked the KY box back behind the box of razors. My wife smiled at me as I handed her the items. I ventured back into the kitchen to continue my Instacart order.
The next morning, my wife rose from bed, grabbed her bags, and gave me a peck on the cheek before leaving for the airport. I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I brushed my teeth, my eyes gravitated to the image of the closet door in the mirror. While I had forgotten about the KY box, the fact that Rhonda had not delivered another order in the past three weeks irked me.
I fired up the laptop and logged into work. I checked my emails, answered Teams messages, and started to mentally compile a grocery list for the week. It was approaching 10 am, and lunchtime was just around the corner when my phone pinged.
Hello, do you have anything you need from the grocery store? Read the message. I responded, “Funny you ask. I was thinking about that.”
Good. Let me know when you finish it, as I like shopping for you.
“Like shopping for you” rang in my head. Befuddled, I became. I picked up my phone, opened the Instacart app, and proceeded to finish the list I started yesterday. Once I completed it, I sent along the message that it was in the hopper.
As I made my lunch, the alert came into my inbox that Rhonda had started shopping for my order. The alert brought a smile to my face and a stir in my pants. I went to the bathroom and grabbed the KY box.
With my lunch nearly finished, I noticed that Rhonda had three more items to shop for. Soon, I thought, Rhonda would be here.
I was in my office when I heard the front door open. The sounds of footsteps made their way into the kitchen. The groceries landed with a thud on the kitchen table. A pause, then the sounds of footsteps were heard coming down the hallway to my office. The anticipation was thick, and my cock was stiffening as the footsteps got closer. Then the door swung open.
Rhonda stood in the doorway with a huge grin, waving the KY box in the air. “I told you that I would show you how to use this. I did not expect to have to wait three weeks to do that,” purred Rhonda.
“Agreed. I have placed several orders over the past three weeks. None of them you picked to shop for,” I retorted.
“I know, hun. I also knew that your wife was still here and the trip would not be advantageous enough for me,” Rhonda teased.
“True. With her here, it would have been extremely difficult for you to show me the benefits of the box,” I responded.
Rhonda wore a white spaghetti strap top and a pair of black Umbro shorts. Her breasts were very perky and were held in place by her erect nipples. Rhonda made her way to my desk.
“Now, what do you say? Shall I show you how this works?” Rhonda hummed in my ear.
“I would love nothing more than that. Yet, I have to hop on a Team’s call. The call should be a short one,” I said. Rhonda sighed. I pointed to the barker lounger in the corner of my office. Rhonda nodded and winked as she sauntered over to the lounger.
I raised my desk and fired up my Team’s meeting. My standing position gave me a bird's-eye view of Rhonda as she made herself comfortable. The barker lounger’s mahogany leather engulfed Rhonda.
Participants on the Team’s call started introductions as Rhonda opened the KY Jelly Box. Rhonda took out the two bottles and placed them on the table next to the lounger. With introductions completed, the real agenda started. I glanced over at Rhonda and noticed that her black Umbro’s were now on the floor in front of the lounger.
Rhonda took one of the KY Bottles and opened it with a loud pop. Rhonda giggled as she raised her spaghetti strap top over her head. Our eyes met as she tossed her top onto the ground in front of the lounger. The view of Rhonda’s completely naked body sitting on the lounger made it difficult for me to give my Teams meeting its complete attention.
Rhonda squeezed a small amount of KY Jelly onto her stomach with her right hand and rubbed it in with her left hand. The KY jelly glistened on her stomach and slowly oozed its way down to her waiting pussy. Our eyes met, Rhonda winked at me and blew me a kiss. A kiss I could not return. More KY jelly was slowly dripped onto Rhonda’s stomach as she started to work the jelly into the folds of her pussy.
My supervisor continued to drone on about the findings from a recent audit. We had about 15 people at the meeting. While everyone was on video, everyone’s microphones were muted. Thank God, we were all on mute as Rhonda started to moan as she worked in the KY Jelly into the puffy pussy lips.
The moans grew louder as Rhonda was knuckle-deep in her pussy. The swishing sound coming from her soaked pussy dominated the room. Rhonda sat there in the lounger spread-eagled, completely naked, and finger-banging herself as my “short” meeting droned on.
My cock was rock hard and stretching my shorts to the max. My supervisor had moved on from the audit discussion and was brainstorming ideas on how to improve the audit process.
My God! She is so hot, and my cock is throbbing. I thought as I watched Rhonda working her pussy with her left hand and massaging her boobs with her right hand.
Rhonda grabbed hold of her right boob and moved it toward her mouth. The tip of her tongue met the perky nipple, and Rhonda sucked hard on her boob. The left hand released its grip on Rhonda’s-soaked pussy and grabbed a hold of her left boob.
PING! My Teams chat went off like an alarm bell in the early morning. Everything okay there? You seem a bit distracted; read the Teams chat message. I retorted with a simple no. I adjusted my stance in an attempt to relieve the pressure my cock had on my shorts.
My focus returned to my meeting just in time as my supervisor asked me my thoughts.
“I think we are on the right track. We can rework the exhibit, so it is clearer,” I said. My supervisor nodded. Before I knew it, my shorts were around my ankles. Rhonda had crawled from the lounger and was now under my desk. My cock flung free and made contact with the underside of my standing desk. A giggle could be heard from below the standing desk.
Ping! Another message on the Team chat was sent to me from my co-worker asking me if everything was alright. When my cock slammed against the desk, I winced and my co-worker noticed. Thankfully, no one else had.
I am okay. I will explain to you later, I wrote back.
The loud pop from the cap of the KY Jelly bottle came from under my desk. Rhonda was on her knees, under the desk, squirting KY Jelly into her hand. As the meeting continued, the warm, damp feeling rushed over my cock as Rhonda applied the KY jelly. Slowly, Rhonda massaged the KY jelly on my cock and balls.
I widened my stance as Rhonda worked my cock while I did my best to ensure no one on the Teams meeting knew what was truly going on. Rhonda paused to add my KY jelly to her hands. With her left hand, Rhonda took hold of my ballsack and lifted it, which allowed her right hand to slather my asshole with the KY Jelly. With my butt cheeks and asshole completely smothered with KY jelly, Rhonda returned her focus to stroking my cock.
With both hands, Rhonda worked my cock faster. I fought back the desire to express my appreciation of Rhonda’s handiwork. My balls stirred, and I stepped back from my standing desk. Rhonda looked up at me with a devilish grin.
Rhonda winked, grabbed my cock tighter, and continued to rapidly stroke my cock.
“Thanks, everyone. I think we covered a lot and have some really great ideas,” stated my supervisor as my cock neared explosion.
As I clicked the leave button, Rhonda shoved her middle finger deep inside my ass.
“Oh God, Rhonda! That feels really good,” I exclaimed as I let out a deep breath.
“You better now cum,” Rhonda demanded. Rhonda crawled out from under the desk and stood up. Leaning up on her tippy toes, our mouths met, and our tongues started to dance. I massaged her boobs with my right hand as my left hand started to play with her clit.
I lowered my desk as I rubbed Rhonda’s g-spot. Rhonda grabbed my cock and rubbed more KY Jelly on it. Once the desk was waist high, I picked Rhonda up and placed her on the desk. I sat down in my chair, spread Rhonda's legs, and started to lick her clit.
Rhonda tilted her head back, moaned, and ran her hand through my hair as I ate her pussy. As I assaulted her clit, I slipped my index and middle fingers into soaked pussy. Sucking hard on her engorged clit, I turned my fingers upward and rubbed Rhonda’s g-spot. Rhonda’s hips bucked, and her breathing laboured.
“Yes, right there. Suck my clit. Yes… ahhh… ffffuuuuuccckkk... I am cumming,” screamed Rhonda as I was losing my breath. Rhonda’s juices ran down my chin as she slammed her pussy into my face. Finally, Rhonda released her grip on my hair and pushed me away with her feet.
“Oh, my. That was really great. Why did I wait so long for that?” Rhonda inquired as she regained her breath. “I cannot recall the last time I came that hard. Your wife is a lucky woman.”
I sat in my chair, fully erect, and pussy juice dripping from my chin. “She is. Yet, I have not had this much pussy juice on my face in a long time,” I retorted as I wiped my chin.
Rhonda grabbed both tubes of the KY Jelly and squirted the pink bottle on my pussy while squirting the blue bottle onto my cock. “Rub that in. Start with my pussy and then your cock,” Rhonda demanded.
I rubbed the KY jelly into Rhonda’s pussy lips and slid some inside her pussy. After I rubbed in the KY jelly, I started to stroke my cock with my left hand. Rhonda's grin became devilish, and she hopped off the desk. Standing over me, Rhonda’s tits were in my face. I leaned forward and started to motorboat Rhonda’s tits. Rhonda grabbed my head and hugged my face into her cleavage.
“Now, let me show you the real benefits of the his and her KY Jelly,” Rhonda stated as she lowered herself onto my erect cock. Slowly, my cock entered her soaked pussy.
Rhonda lowered herself so every inch of cock was deep inside her. For what felt like an eternity, she sat there still with my cock deep inside. Rhonda leaned forward and placed her right nipple on my lips. I began to suck it as a child suckles their mom's breast.
Slowly, Rhonda started to gyrate her hips. The movement increased the heat I felt with my cock inside her pussy. Rhonda arched her back and picked up the pace. As the pace increased, so did the warmth of her pussy that wrapped around my cock.
“Oh god, Rhonda. Your pussy feels so good and very warm,” I said as I craned my head backwards.
“I know. As the KY Jelly continues to interact, the warmth gets warmer, and the sensation becomes euphoric,” Rhonda purred.
“Ahhh…God. Yes, ride my cock,” I stated as my breath became heavy.
“Oh, right there. Don’t move. Let me control the pace. My pussy is on fire, and your cock will be the fire hose I need,” Rhonda demanded. My cock was about to explode as the gyration of Rhonda’s hips hit a speed I had not experienced. My wife was never one to get on top very often, let alone fuck in a chair.
"Ohhhh... I am close, Rhonda. I am really close. Do you want me to explode inside or outside of your pussy,” I asked between catching my breath and concentrating on not cumming. Rhonda stopped her gyration and looked me in the eyes.
“Do not fucking cum yet. When I tell you to, cum inside my pussy. Your cum will quell the fire that builds inside me,” Rhonda stated sternly. Rhonda started slowly gyrating her hips. As her body warmed, Rhonda increased her gyrations. The sounds of slushing dominated the room. Rhonda was back to top speed gyration as my cock started to stiffen.
“Do not cum. My pussy is going to get warmer,” demanded Rhonda. My cock was as stiff as it had ever been. I leaned back and grabbed her hips. Rhonda slapped away my hands and grabbed my shoulders really hard.
“I am going to cum, I am nearly there. Yes, here it comes. Feel my fire burn. Put out my fire,” Rhonda panted as her hips bucked hard against the base of my cock. “Do it now, do it now. I am a blaze,” Rhonda exclaimed.
As I heard the word “blaze”, my cock erupted and unloaded my balls deep inside her soaked pussy.
“Yes, yes. I can feel your hose putting out my fire. Keep it cumming. Yes, yes, oh yes….ffffuuuuccckKk yes,” Rhonda hummed as she stopped her gyrations and lay back against the desk. We sat there with my cock still jerky inside her for five minutes.
Rhonda leaned back forward and gave me a deep kiss as she slowly raised until my cock was out of her furnace. My cock was still twitching as she stood completely up.
“Now, can I use your shower? I need to clean up and get back to work,” Rhonda asked. I nodded and pointed her toward the bathroom.
“Say, why has it taken you so long to pick up my orders? How did you know my wife was home for the entire past three weeks?” I inquired as I caught my breath.
Rhonda grinned, winked, and stated, "Because I live across the street.”
