Work really sucked and seeing my sexy English boss was the only fun thing in store for me in that hell hole. We continued our occasional soirees going out to lunch alone together but now with a stop at the local park to have him for dessert or staying late at work so I could devour that perfect cock but always being very careful not to draw attention to ourselves. I loved making him cum so much I would suck that delicious cock anytime and anywhere he wanted but time and privacy were always working against us.
A few doors down from work we liked to go for lunch occasionally to an Italian restaurant. One day in the middle of lunch I slipped off my shoe and starting playing with his leg a bit under the table. I was eating pasta and said to him.
"I just love the way these spiral noodles feel in my mouth." while suggestively licking my full luscious lips.
I was putting on a little show for him and really teasing him bad. His dreamy gray blue eyes were staring at me so intensely I think I was driving him wild.
"We're going to have to wait a minute my dear before we can leave as you have made me hard as a rock." He said as we got up to leave.
We waited until his big hard dick calmed down so he could stand up and leave the restaurant. Just to get in his car and let give him another raging hard on and suck all that sweet cum out of him for dessert. Even our telephone conversations would drift into a sexual tone. I could not believe no one suspected anything between us. I should have won an Oscar for those many performances pretending not to notice him. Not to crave touching him, hearing that voice, seeing that tall strong body and wanting my lips and hands all over it.
He would do sexy little things that would drive me crazy. Once when I was bringing him his afternoon tea there were managers in the office next door having a big argument. The joint office had an open ceiling so you could hear everything clearly. I entered his office and he leans back in his chair grabs his big hard cock through his pants then mouths the words.
"I'm sooooo horny!"
He had a wild look in his eyes and anyone could have walked in at any time and discovered us. That was the first time any man actually made my pussy get instantly wet and cum a little bit without even touching me. I wanted to fuck him so badly that day. Sometimes just the way he would look at me made me feel a burning inside. He would look at my lush lips as if he was envisioning them sucking him off. Very often doing this at the most inappropriate times being totally distracting, and making my lust for him grow even stronger. I wondered if he knew what kind of effect he always had on me and just how much I really wanted him. I certainly would never tell him as no matter what his reaction might be it would have been an exercise in futility with a married man. I really did not want to make our working relationship stressful either he had enough stress with that wife.
Every time I gave him, a blowjob he seemed so grateful it made me want to give him many, many more. After he would say a heartfelt thank you then give me a deep passionate kiss. Could he get any sexier? I found that thank you very strange because I could not imagine not sucking this man's dick every chance you could get. Why should he thank me when it was more than my pleasure? I needed it. I wanted his hard cock in my mouth. I wanted to make him feel fantastic and give him the most intense pleasure he ever had unconditionally. I wanted him to know there was one woman in the world that lusted for the man he is without rules and expectations or needing to beat his self esteem to a pulp.
The amount of self control I had to muster on a daily basis to keep from jumping on him was constant and immense. No matter what I was feeling, I always told myself he was just a nice horny guy with a mean wife who needed someone to be sweet to him and I was the most convenient volunteer. If I let myself think anything think anything else, I might lose control of the situation. I was not going to be one of those stupid girls who falls for a married man. I am not sure what he felt if anything more than he loved the way I pleased him. I tried to keep everything casual and not pursue him but let him come to me when he needed me so he felt comfortable.
We couldn't stay late at work much or we would be noticed so I took off work a half day early and invited him over for lunch. I do not know if he knew but I planned on having him for lunch that day. The anticipation waiting for him to arrive was intense. There was a knock on the door and the pace of my heart quickened. I opened the door to find him in one of his business suits he always looked so sexy dressed like that.
"You look so good how are you doing?" I said as I invited him in.
"You know just how I feel." He said, and gave me that look that said I want your lips wrapped around my cock.
With that, I took his hand and lead him upstairs to my bedroom; I just wanted to eat him whole. I undressed him and laid out his suit so it would not be wrinkled. He loved the satin sheets on my bed especially when I stroked his hard dick with them. Any way I could please him just made me even hotter for him. I totally got off on getting him off. I could suck this enticing man's cock all day long but today he is going to get more than just my mouth. We were both a little nervous yet there was never an awkward moment we just seemed to melt into each other.
His sweet kisses with our naked bodies pressed up against each other made my head swoon. Everything he did was so passionate and arousing. His touch was electric sending tingles through my whole body. Both of us exploring each other feeling, kissing, caressing. Getting hotter and more excited. My pussy so wet and aching for his cock. He did not say a word but the look on his face said everything. It was as if he was not sure how to react to what he was feeling except to just give in to it.