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The Business Trip, Part 5

Emily needs it bad...

It had only been forty-eight hours since her husband's departure, and already Emily was feeling very horny. She masturbated every chance she got: at home, in the shower, and even sneaking in a quickie during her breaks at the hospital. But no matter what she did, she wasn't satisfied. Nothing would, or could, satisfy her like John's eight inches. It was the perfect size for her pussy, stretching her just enough but still leaving her extremely satisfied and always wanting more. She had even gone to the local adult bookstore and purchased an eight inch, flesh-colored dildo to try. While it felt good inside her, it still lacked something.

Then Emily realized what she was missing. It wasn't just a nice large cock she needed; she needed a personality to go with it. When she and John made love, she took cues from his moans and groans about how to move, whether to speed up or slow down. That's was what was missing, she realized. She needed a full man, not just cock. But her husband was literally on the other side of the world; how could she fulfill this burning desire?

Emily walked into work that morning extremely aroused. She had woken up late thanks to hitting the snooze button too many times. She'd had to shower quickly, throw on a sports bra, panties, and scrubs, and dash out the door to work. Fortunately, she'd hit all green lights on the way to work, so by the time she arrived, she'd had time to run to the cafeteria and grab a bagel with cream cheese and a Coke. Unfortunately, she hadn't gotten to fuck her pussy with the dildo before work. It was hard enough coming to work with all the very handsome male nurses, and being as horny as she was made it even worse. Her panties were already slightly damp. It was going to be a long shift.

Emily clocked in and headed to the nurses' station to get caught up on all the overnight action in her assigned area. Everything seemed to have been pretty normal overnight. The exceptions were Mr. Johnson, who had had a nightmare about being back in Vietnam and had tried to escape the facility and had to be sedated, and Mr. Willis, who'd had a heart attack and had sadly passed away. Emily liked Mr. Willis; he was witty and always had a good story to tell. He loved to tell stories of his life, his experience in the Korean War, and post-war life to anyone who'd listen. John, being a history buff, often came to visit Mr. Willis. Emily knew the news of Mr. Willis' passing would hit her husband like a ton of bricks. She would wait until he returned home.

"Hey, Emily," said a voice from behind.

Emily turned to see Kyle, one of the good-looking male nurses, walking toward her. Kyle stood at five-foot-eleven, had short brown hair and green eyes. He had muscular arms and, Emily assumed, a ripped body under those scrubs. John and Emily had both known Kyle from their college days at the University of San Francisco. The three had been and still were very good friends. Kyle and Emily sometimes carpooled to work due to the rising cost of fuel. Kyle was smart, very handsome -- she even found him sexy -- and had a quick wit. She surveyed him as he walked to her.

"Heard you guys had an interesting night," Emily said.

"You could say that," Kyle said. "A heart attack and an attempted escape."

"I'm sorry to hear about Mr. Willis," Emily said. "I know you two were good friends."

Kyle began to get choked up. Mr. Willis had been like a father to Kyle. Kyle's father hadn't been around much when Kyle was a kid.and Mr. Willis had lived in Kyle's neighborhood. Kyle and Mr. Willis would sit and talk about fun times together. Kyle had told Emily that Mr. Willis had taught him to play baseball and had gotten him interested in medicine and psychology. Emily knew this must be very hard for Kyle.

"I know you'll miss him, Kyle," Emily smiled. "But remember, he's in a better place now. He's not suffering anymore."

"I know," Kyle said, fighting back tears. "I'll miss him like hell."

Emily wasn't sure what made her do it, but she suddenly reached out and gave Kyle a hug. Kyle took her in his arms and held her tight. The hug lasted for several seconds. Finally, Kyle let go. Emily felt her shoulder was a little wet. She respected that Kyle was man enough to let his emotions show. That was one thing she wished John would do more of sometimes.

"Hey, when is your shift over?" Emily asked.

"At noon," Kyle said. "Why?"

"Well, I was thinking, I do have some personal time I can use. What if we have lunch and just talk for a bit? John's out of town on business, and I could use the company."

Kyle smiled at Emily.

"Sure," he replied. "What do you wanna do for lunch?"

"Let's try that new sushi place near my place," Emily smiled.

"Sounds great. See you at noon."

Emily and Kyle walked away from each other. As Emily headed to speak with the head nurse about using her personal time, she noticed her panties were wetter. Had talking with Kyle done that? Kyle was sexy, yes, but was her body trying to tell her mind something? Emily continued on to the nurse's office and knocked on the door.

"Yes?" said Julie, the nursing director.

Emily entered and walked to Julie's desk.

"I'd like to use some personal time, if I may," Emily said.

"When you do want to leave?" Julie asked.

"Noon. But only if you have enough coverage."

"You're in luck today. Two nurses called to say they were coming in to make up for some sick time. Your personal time is approved. I'll mark it for you."

"Thanks," Emily said, leaving the office.

The rest of her short shift seemed to fly by. Promptly at noon Emily clocked out and headed for the exit. Kyle was waiting.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi yourself."

"So should we go in my car or drive separate?"

"We can take your car; that's fine."

Kyle and Emily walked to the parking lot and to Kyle's car. They got in and drove to the sushi place, just a couple blocks from John and Emily's house. After parking the car they went in and sat down at a table for two by the window.

"I'm paying today, Emily, so order whatever you like," Kyle smiled.

"Seriously, Kyle?"

"Of course. To show my appreciation for hanging out with me."

"Oh, Kyle," Emily said. "I want to be here for you. We are friends, after all."

The waitress came around and took their orders. She soon returned with their drinks. The two friends sat and talked about everything from work to sports to John and Emily's marriage.

"So John is away on business again, huh?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah," sighed Emily. "He had to go to Hong Kong."

"I've been to Hong Kong. Great place. He couldn't take you?"

"Company wouldn't let him this time," Emily said. "It sucks."

The waitress arrived with their food. Kyle and Emily were quiet as they savored their sushi. They finished, and Kyle patted his stomach.

"What do you think?" Emily asked. "You like?"

"Best sushi I've had in San Francisco," Kyle replied.

The waitress brought the check. Kyle paid, and the pair got up to leave.

"Um, do you wanna come over for a bit?" Emily asked. "It's just a couple blocks from here."

"Are you sure, Emily? I don't want to intrude."

"I'd love to have you come over," she said. "I'm kinda lonely without John. I could really use the company."

"Okay, sure," Kyle said.

The two walked to the house. Emily unlocked the door. The whole walk home, she'd been fighting with herself. She was hot for Kyle. Her panties were probably soaked by now. She missed her husband, but she was horny as fuck. She needed a man, she needed cock; she needed -- and wanted -- Kyle. She was going to do this.

"Come on in," Emily said.

Kyle entered the house. Emily closed and locked the door behind him. Without warning, she pushed Kyle against the wall and kissed him hard on the mouth. Kyle didn't even resist. He'd wanted her since college, had often masturbated thinking of being with her, and now it was happening. He pulled her tightly to him and kissed her back. After several minutes of tongue play, Emily dropped to her knees. She peeled off her top and sports bra, revealing her perky tits. She pulled Kyle's pants down to his ankles. His cock was about the same size and thickness as John's. She took the head in her mouth, sucking fiercely while massaging the balls gently.

"Oh yes, Emily!" Kyle groaned. "Suck my fucking cock!"

Emily greedily took the rest of Kyle in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down the length of his manhood. Having given John many blowjobs, she was now a deepthroat expert. She slid his prick past her gag point and into her tight wet throat. She moaned over and over on Kyle's cock as she sucked. Kyle grabbed the back of her head and pushed himself balls deep into her throat. Emily gagged and moaned loudly on him. Kyle let go and Emily's head bounced off his cock.

"Fuck!" she screamed as she gasped for air. "Your cock is amazing, Kyle!"

Kyle picked her up and held her up against the wall. His strong arms held her light frame up. He pulled her pants down and off.

"Spread your gorgeous legs," he said.

Emily spread herself wide open for him. Kyle moved his head closer. He could smell her pungent arousal. Emily's scent turned him on even more. Precum was now oozing from his head and dripping onto the clothes on the floor. Kyle buried his face in Emily's swollen mound, his tongue lapping away at her wetness. John had never done this to her before. Here was Kyle, holding her up and eating her dripping wet pussy. He licked up and down her slit, flicking her clit each time his tongue was near it. Emily moaned loudly.

"Oh, Kyle," she moaned. "Eat my fucking cunt!"

Kyle buried his tongue inside her. He probed deep into her opening, searching for her juices. Emily grabbed his head and pushed his face into her mound. Kyle's tongue was deep inside her. Emily felt herself building. She needed his cock. She moved forward. Kyle took the cue and let her down. Emily took him by the hand and led him upstairs to the bedroom.

"Fuck me in my marriage bed," Emily said wickedly.

Emily lay on her back and spread her legs as wide as she could; her pussy glistened with saliva and her precum.

"Should I wear a condom?" Kyle asked.

"Top drawer, right behind you," Emily moaned. "Variety pack."

Kyle grabbed a condom and tore the wrapper open. He slid it down over his cock. Then he moved to the bed and lay over Emily.

"Fuck me in my husband's bed," she gasped.

Kyle entered her slowly. Emily moaned Kyle's name as he penetrated her. There was no need for any lubrication. He slid right into her. She was warm, wet, and very tight.

"Fuck," he groaned.

He thrust slowly in and out of her, giving her pleasure. He knew women like Emily liked to be pleasured and enjoyed the buildup to orgasm. He moved his head down and kissed Emily softly. She moaned as their lips played together and Kyle thrust deep inside her. Her arms wrapped around his back and caressed it. She moaned every time he thrust again into her.

"Kyle, your cock feels so good inside me," she gasped.

"Your pussy is so tight," Kyle replied. "Like you're milking my cock."

"Exactly," Emily said. "Fuck me harder, Kyle. Harder and faster. Make me scream."

Without hesitation, Kyle began to pump Emily hard and fast. He sat up and grabbed her hips and began to slam himself into her hole. Emily's moans grew louder and louder. She dug her nails into his chest the harder he pumped.

"Oh god, Kyle, fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck my pussy!"

Kyle slammed himself into her pussy repeatedly, each time resulting in a loud scream from Emily. He felt himself building, getting ever closer to climax. He was now fucking Emily as fast as his body would allow. Emily had stopped clawing him and was now clutching the bedsheets as tight as she could, writhing in ecstasy under him. She was screaming loudly enough for the neighborhood to hear.

"Fuck, Kyle! I'm cumming!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Kyle felt her warm juices flowing over his cock. He continued to pound Emily through her orgasm. She moaned and screamed. Kyle could no longer hold back. His cock spurted, and his cum began to fill the condom. He kept spasming and hoped the condom wouldn't break. Then it was all over. Kyle's cock had ceased its pulsing, and Emily's pussy had ended its spasming. Kyle pulled out of Emily. It was filled almost to the point of bursting.

"You had a lot in you," Emily giggled.

"I do tend to save up for a rainy day," Kyle replied with a smile.

Kyle went to the bathroom and peeled off the condom carefully, then threw it in the trash can under the sink. Emily came in soon afterward and wrapped her arms around him.

"That was amazing," she said.

"It was."

"Wanna spend the night?"




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