Back in 1986, I worked for a toy company as an analyst/programmer on the company’s System/36, part of the much-vaunted IBM 3X range before the AS/400 took over in the late ‘80s. By today’s standards, they were primitive and had less computing and storage power than a modern smartwatch. However, they were very popular with medium-sized companies, and I worked with them for several years.

Operating system and application software upgrades were always carried out over weekends, starting Friday evening and hopefully finishing by Saturday morning. That gave us enough time to roll back the upgrade before the start of work on Monday morning should it be unsuccessful.

On this particular occasion, I was the designated technical support, along with Simone, who was the computer operator. Our roles were to instigate the upgrade and babysit the whole process, which involved a lot of waiting, hoping the procedure wouldn’t hiccup. Simone and I passed the time by amusing ourselves with chatting about inconsequential topics and events.

Simone was in her mid-twenties. She didn’t have model looks, but she was very pleasant, and quite pretty with red hair and freckles. She also had a body to die for, her perfect shape accentuated by her normal attire of jeans and tank tops. Her covered arse was especially something beautiful to behold, and her tits seemed to balance her shape perfectly.

However, this evening she arrived wearing a skirt and low-cut blouse instead of her usual jeans and top. She looked especially appealing, and I found myself checking her out every now and then, which I think she clocked. As time went on, we chatted about anything and everything to kill time. Our conversation started turning to more personal aspects, bordering on veiled intimacy.

I noticed that when she looked at me, her gaze didn’t waver. She lowered her chin and raised her eyes with a slight smirk, almost as if she was trying to convey a hidden message. I began to wonder if something else, something very pleasant, was afoot. Was she signalling me to make a move I wondered.

I decided to push my luck, and after removing my right shoe with my left foot, I tentatively stretched and rubbed my toes along the back of Simone’s left calf. She looked up, smiled, and reciprocated, placing her right foot directly onto my crotch. She couldn’t fail to detect my growing hardness, and teased me further with light strokes. Message sent, message received. I ‘accidentally’ knocked a tape cartridge onto the floor, and ducked beneath the desk to retrieve it. Simone wasn’t fooled, and knew exactly what I was doing.

Underneath the table, I surreptitiously moved to her legs, which she had now parted slightly. I gently touched each knee and parted her legs further. She didn’t resist and, in fact, shuffled her arse further down the chair. I now saw her blue satin panties, with an unmistakable damp patch forming at the centre as her arousal grew, and her intoxicating scent drew me like a moth to flame. My nose pushed her damp fabric between her slit, and I began to rub her up and down, resulting in her gasping a little. I so wanted to lick her pussy, so I withdrew. Simone understood, and raised her arse, allowing me to slip her panties off, and removed them completely from her feet.

Simone’s pussy was captivating. Her wetness was obvious by the glistening folds of her labia, and it seemed to open up, exposing her inner pinkness. However, what really got my attention was her prominent clitoris, which, engorged, looked like a miniature cock, protruding from its hood. I was going to pay attention to that, and hopefully send Simone into orbit.

I started to kiss her inner thighs, slowly working myself up, getting nearer and nearer to my prize, which was blossoming like a rose. I noticed her breathing becoming more prominent and laboured as she anticipated the pleasure about to engulf her. Starting at the bottom of her inner labia, my tongue slowly gave her long licks, inserting and swirling as much as I could at her vaginal opening, and moving up, but not quite touching her clit, teasing her. At the same time, I licked my left-hand thumb and played with her anus. Her breathing was getting heavy now, and gasps of pleasure were music to my ears. She tried chasing my tongue to land on her clit, but I kept up the torment. Eventually I couldn’t resist any more, and in one coordinated move, I inserted my left-hand index finger into her cunt, and my lips surrounded her clit. I created a seal, and sucked, with the tip of my tongue now painting her cock-clit.

Simone exploded. Her thighs clamped against my head, shaking. Her cunt expelled copious amounts of creamy cum, and she screamed, albeit with one hand clamped over her mouth so as not to alert the night security guard. Her orgasm lasted a good 30 seconds before she started returning to earth. I was so excited myself and as hard as fuck. I just wanted to stay there with my mouth on her pussy, but eventually we disengaged, and I emerged from under the table with a wet face, looking very pleased with myself. Simone’s flushed face, along with dishevelled hair, was a picture of satisfaction, and she said, “You bastard! That was fucking awesome, thank you!”

Simone stood up, came over to me and grabbed my hand. “Come with me,” she said. We walked into Tracy’s office and shut the door. Tracy was the IT Manager, and she had an office with blinds she could close. Simone closed the blinds, came over to me, unzipped my pants and pulled them and my briefs down. My hard cock sprang out, and her eyes lit up as she smiled. “That will do nicely,” she said. I’m not a porn star, but I have a cut average size upwardly curved phallus, and she knelt to feast.

Simone closed her wet lips over my head, and used her tongue to stimulate the back of my shaft. She enveloped my whole cock to the back of her throat, and she didn’t gag. At the same time, she gently cradled and stroked my balls with her right hand. She throat fucked me, and it felt fantastic. After a couple of minutes of this divine treatment, I thought I was going to firehose Simone’s mouth. However, she must have picked up on that, looked up at me, smiled, and pulled out with a faint pop. She wanted me to unload into another hole.

Simone then went over to Tracy’s desk, moved various items out of the way, and then, raising her skirt, bent over, parted her legs, and presented me with a view of her beautiful arse and her wet, delectable pussy. She prised open her arse cheeks with her hands, turned her head and said: “Put your cock in my cunt and fuck me!”

Her wish was my command. I moved behind her, and replaced her hands with my own. I massaged the cheeks of her fantastic arse for a short while. I so love to play with nice arses, such a turn on. The entrance to her vagina was dripping, and I entered with just the head. I wanted to savour this sensation, but Simone had other ideas and thrust her pussy, enveloping my cock completely to the base. She was tight, but it slid all the way in as she was so wet. We both gasped in pleasure, and she tightened her grip on my cock, as if to keep it there.

I started to thrust in and out of Simone, and discovered just how delectable her pussy was. Her warm velvet walls fit my hard cock like a glove, and her technique was to grip my shaft as it slid out, and relax the grip slightly as it went back in. She moved her right hand to play with her fabulous clit, and I visualised that she was giving it a little wank. She knew how to fuck, loved to fuck, and it felt amazing for both of us. Her moaning and my breathing were becoming heavier and heavier, and I blurted out, “Simone, I’m gonna cum!”

I knew she was close herself, and she said: “Cum inside me…(gasp)…am…(gasp)… on pill!” Simone went over the edge fractionally before me. Her cunt spasmed on my cock as she screamed “Ohhh….FUUUCKK!” Her legs shook, and she gushed all over my cock.

I yelled “AAARRRGGHHH!” as I fired into her cunt. The first rope was so long that it felt like I was pissing into her womb, such was the magic of her pussy. I spurted and spurted as her cunt milked me until the last drop. This was the most memorable fuck I had ever had, and it wasn’t even planned.

After we came down from our highs, I withdrew, and a massive amount of our mixed cum oozed out of her pussy. Simone giggled, but we had a bit of cleaning up to do, especially as it was in the boss’s office. Fortunately, Tracy kept a large box of tissues on her desk. We then got ourselves back together; I was a bit disappointed as I didn’t get a chance to look at and play with her tits, which I imagined would be fantastic.

That was the best part. The worst part was that the system upgrade had failed, and we had to roll back to the previous version. That meant after fixing the fault, we would have to do the upgrade again on another weekend.

Perhaps it wasn’t the worst part after all…!