The Sales Woman
Introduction:
This is a fictional story about a sales woman that comes into my office.
A few months ago I was working long hours to complete a large project for our very best client. It required me to work long hours.
I needed some information from one of our vendors and called the sales rep, Kristen, as soon as I found I needed the information. As usual I got her voice mail and I left a detailed message explaining exactly what I needed. Then I waited.
I liked Kristen. She always had a pleasant cheerful voice on the phone and she gave me a little eye candy when she came in to our office. She was older than me by about 10 to 15 years. She was 40-45 and a very attractive woman for her age. She was tall at about 5’6” to maybe 5’8”. She always wore either a skirt or pants business suit and moderate height heals. She was very attractive probably weighing it at around 135 pounds. She always had a perm and I think she always died her hair blond. She had a cute face, button nose, and blue eyes. She was a very attractive woman and I wouldn’t mind shagging her sometime.
I know from talking with her that she is divorced. Her husband left her a few years ago for a younger 20 something model. She has always flirted with me and I have flirted back.
It was about quarter to five when my phone rang. It was Kristen, she told me she is about an hour and half away and that she would stop by and bring me the information.
Six o’clock came in no time and I got up to freshen up. Everybody had left the office. It made me mad that I was working so many damn hours and everyone else leaves at five.
As I walked out of the men’s room, I looked out the door and saw Kristen pull up to the front of the building. She pulled off her sun glasses, leaned over to pick something up in the passenger seat, and then proceeded to open the door. My first look of her out of the car was her high heal brown shoe show up below the opened door. I smile came across my face seeing no pants and knowing she had on a skirt. She stepped away from the car and that was when I got a whole look at her.
She was wearing a brown business suit with a really short skirt. I think it was shorter than any other skirt I have seen her in. It was tight as hugged the curves of her body closely. You could really see the shape of her hips and bosom.
I opened the door for her and she walked in.
“Hi, I hope you are hungry.”
She handed me a bag that contained 2 sandwiches, chips, and a small birthday cake.
“It’s not my birthday.” I said.
“Well it is mine” she spouted back.
We headed to my office. I cleared a spot on my desk to open our dinner. I thanked her. She told me she thought I would be hungry because I had to wait for her. I said it wasn’t a problem, I was going to be here till at least midnight working.
She removed her jacket and hung it on the back of my drafting chair. Wow, what a beautiful woman she was. Her blouse seamed a little tight and you can see her tan lacy bra right through it.
“Aren’t you going to eat”, she said as she interrupted me staring at her. I grabbed my food and started to eat.
“So, how old are you, “ I asked.
Before I finished, I thought I shouldn’t have asked.
“How old do you think I am?”, she replied.
This is a tricky question. If I guess too low she will know I am making it up and if I guess too high she will think she looks bad for her age. I gave it a lot of thought and figured I will split it down the middle and guess 43.
“43? You are way off. There must be something wrong with your eyes. I am 50.” She replied.
50! I never thought she was that old. I am 30 and couldn’t believe she was older than my mother. I told her how good she looks and then we just made small talk.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off those legs. I was dying to know if she wore pantyhose or if she was a stocking woman. I tried to get a look at her skirt to see if there were any signs of garters showing through. At that moment she spun around the chair. I got a glimpse up her thigh and saw the tops of her stockings. I didn’t see any garters so I figured she was wearing the ones with elastic.
She then ordered me over there. I was a little embarrassed getting up because I was starting to get a hard on. I quickly moved over to my drafting table as she spread the information over the table. Putting my arm around her on the chair I tried to concentrate on what she was telling me about her product. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other then my hardening pecker.
I moved in closer. That was when I got a look at the tops of her breasts down through the top of her blouse. They were beautiful. They still looked firm and round for her age. I also smelled her sweet perfume. Without thinking, I moved my arm around her body.
She stopped and looked up at me. Letting my dick do the thinking I bent down and kissed her on the lips. Her luscious lips were connected to mine and our tongues touched. I tasted her sweet flavor in her mouth. She madly kissed me back. Where was this going? I know what I wanted and apparently she wanted it too.
She twisted the chair to face me directly. Our lips locked again as I felt her knee rubbing my hard cock through my pants. She had her hands on the buttons of my shirt. One by one they let loose exposing my bare hairy chest to her. My hands were all over her. I kept rubbing them down her side to her thighs and up to her breasts. She pushed my shirt back as I felt her hands touch my chest. She rubbed my chest all over.
I pulled her up and unbuttoned her blouse. I pulled it off and threw it on the floor. Next was her skirt. I reached around and unbuttoned and unzipped it. I let it fall to the floor.
I was right. She was wearing a tan matching bra and panty set and thigh high stockings.
She was hungry for my love. I wondered how long it has been since she has had a man. How much pent up sexual energy was inside of her loins. I wondered was she actually attracted to me or did she just need anyone. I didn’t care, I was horny, I was attracted to her, and she was there. I wanted her and nothing was going to make me stop.
We embraced and kissed passionately on the mouth. I teased her. I pulled away and lightly kissed her lips. I moved down to her neck. I kissed the side of the neck and continued to her ears. I lightly kissed her ear and lightly blew some warm moist air. It drove her wild with desire. I put my hands on her soldier and tugged her bra straps down over her arms. I exposed her tits and at that moment I gently caressed the sides. She moaned in pleasure.
I felt her hands on my pants. She was rubbing my cock through my pants. She pulled at the belt, then unbuttoned and finally unzipped my pants. She rubbed my cock through the soft cloth of my briefs. I reached down and tugged on her panties. I bent over and in one pull dropped them to the floor. She did the same with mine.
She grabbed my cock and yelled that she wanted it inside of her. I wanted it there too but not yet. She went over to the drafting table and boosted her self up on it. Come here and fuck me she said. I went over and teased my cock head against her pussy lips. She was clean down there. There was no hair. I never fucked a woman with no hair but I didn’t care. She kept trying to thrust her hips and get me to insert my man meet deep inside her cunt. She was wet alright and I could have shoved it in deep. I held off and moved back to sit on the chair.
I lowered the chair. It lowered and aimed my face right had her mound. Oh yeah she screamed, eat me. I was happy to and I buried my face in her wet cunt. She was so sweet and tasted so damm good. I always thought older woman would have sour juices but not her. She ground her pussy into my face and I licked up and down her slit. Her hips gyrated on my face faster and faster. Her orgasm was coming. She screamed louder and louder as the waves of pleasure went through her body.
I shoved two fingers and then three as she came again and the juices flowed over the table. She was sloppy wet. It was no problem to insert the fourth finger into her hole. I called her a slut as I did it . I lined my whole hand up and soon I had the hole thing inside her right up to my wrist. I always wanted to fist fuck my wife but she was too tight. This slut was loose and continued to fuck her with my hand deep inside her.
She screamed in pleasure as I felt her pussy tighten around my hand. I read before how much her orgasm would squeeze my wrist and I knew I needed to watch that she didn’t break my wrist. I just held it there as it squeezed tight around my fist. Just as I thought it was loosening up in contracted again. It did this four times, each time making her scream in orgasm. I pulled my wrist out and looked up at Kristen. She was trying to catch her breath.
She slid of the table and then bent over my desk. Fuck me she demanded. I stepped behind her and shoved my cock into her dripping wet pussy. It felt good but she was way to wet and way to loose for any great pleasure. She knew that as well. She ordered me to fuck her ass. I wasn’t about to argue. The tightness of an ass around my cock was very pleasurable. My wife and I did it a few times but I could tell she really isn’t into it.
I pulled my cock out and then rubbed her juices around her asshole. I stuck my finger in trying to loosen her up a bit. It was tight. I continued to lube her up with her own juices until I thought she was ready. I shoved my cock back into her pussy to pick up some more juice.
I placed the tip at her hole. Shove it in, she screamed. I did as I was told and pushed it a little ways in. It was tight and needed more lube so I pulled it and shoved it back into her pussy for more lube. I did this a few times until I got it all the way in.
Her ass was tight. My cock loved being squeezed so tight. It was tighter than any hand or pussy could ever be. I slid my cock in and out a few times and Kristen screamed in pain every time I shoved it in. It wasn’t real pain. It was pain that hurt so good for her. She had her hand on her cunt and she we masturbating while I fucked her tight hole.
I couldn’t last anymore. My swollen cock was filled with cum and there was no room for any more. I exploded inside her ass as she brought herself to another orgasm by touching her clit. My cock immediately softened in her ass and her ass pushed it out.
I sat down in my chair exhausted. She flopped on the other chair in exhaustion. We were both out of breath. A few minutes past and she said the first words.
“That was the best fuck of my life. At my age that may have given me a heartatache”, she said.
I responded, “I hope that was a good birthday present. I didn’t have much to work with at such short notice.”
She replied, “It was the best present for any occasion, she assured me.”
She continued to tell me she has never had that many orgasms in one session in her life. She also told me they were all tens.
A few months later I found she was engaged to be married. It was to an older man in his 60s. When she comes to the office, we still flirt but never talk about th
