The Business Meeting part 1

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The Business Meeting part 1When she walked in, I couldn’t believe my eyes.I’d asked her to dress for a business meeting but I had no idea how hot she could look in “business dress”.She had a shaped, short black jacket over a white blouse that clung to her fantastic breasts. The thin trace of her bra could be seen through it, along with the sight of two firm nipples. A 36 I would have guessed. She looked somewhere in her forties, with laughing eyes and deeply red lips. Just those lips would have got me hard alone, but the rest of her body certainly took care of it.She had fantastic, long, shapely legs in a tight black pencil skirt. It was tight enough to see the outline of her suspenders, and I caught a glimpse of her stocking top through the slit that seemed to reach up to her waist.Yeah, my cock was pretty hard before we even said “Hello”.She took a stool at the hotel bar.“Hello.” Her eyes were alight with laughter, knowing the game she was playing with me. We’d chatted on Xhamster a lot, about a lot, and explored our sexual fantasies, but on her profile it had been quite clear: “I DO NOT meet, guys, so don’t even think about asking.”Well I hadn’t asked. She had asked me. “I like to be sure of a man before we go to the next stage,” she’d written.And this was the next stage: a meeting in a public place, with the rules simple. Either of us could walk away at any point. But it was quite clear that neither of us wanted to go anywhere – except the bedroom. How long could we drag out this drink and conversational charade konak escort of “getting to know each other.” We had done that on chat. We knew each other’s likes, dislike and sexual fantasies. And now we had confirmed that final piece – did we click when we met?We did.I can’t remember what we talked about. She was polite enough not to gulp down her martini too fast. When she did, I was polite enough to ask if she’d like another. “Oh no,” she replied, glancing at her watch. “I think we’d better get going.” I finished my whisky as nonchalantly as I could, and followed her out, along with the eyes of half the men in the room. The way she moved was a crime.We kept in our business personas all the way to the lift. It was unoccupied, and the result was inevitable. As soon as I had pressed the button and turned, her lips were on mine. I pushed her back until she was pressed against the wall of the lift. I was solid hard and she felt it through my trousers as I pushed my body against her. My hands were already working their way inside her blouse when the lift bell sounded. I don’t know if the elderly couple coming into the lift noticed my untucked shirt and bulging trousers, or her dishevelled hair, and the nipples bursting out of her blouse. We didn’t stop to find out.After the usual business of finding that an electronic hotel key never works first time, we made it into the room and again I pressed her up against the wall, but this time with no chance of interruption. We kissed deeply our hands all over konak escort bayan each other, my cock pressing hard against her pussy. She was thrusting her hips against me, her hands easing inside my shirt, feeling my hairy stomach and chest…. Then she pushed me away.“Easy, tiger,” she panted. “Let’s not go too fast.”She gently pushed me down onto the edge of the bed and began to slowly unbutton her blouse, making a slow, sensual dance of it. Underneath she had a sheer, white lace blouse that showed off her full tits to perfection. With practiced ease she shrugged off the blouse and put her hands on her hips, and elegantly sashayed out of her pencil skirt, leaving it in a pile. Finally she stood in front of me in her black stockings and panties, legs parted and her white bra, caressing her magnificent breasts. I couldn’t bear it any longer.I rose rapidly and stood behind her, so that she felt my cock between her butt cheeks, and my hands wrapped around her, fondling her breasts. I leaned in to kiss her neck gently and nibble her ear. (I knew from our chat how much she liked this.) Then I slide my hand down over her soft belly to her panties. They were soaking.“That’s enough foreplay,” she laughed. “Fuck me.”In a moment she was on the bed, on all fours, arse towards me. No time to waste, I unzipped my trousers and shoved her panties to one side, slipping into her wet pussy in one swift movement. As I plunged into her, she rocked back and pretty soon we found our rhythm, so that we were pushing escort konak together in harmony, forcing my cock deep into her. She began to moan and push harder. I responded, fucking her faster and deeper.“Oh God,” she said. “I need this.”She clearly did, but so did I. I’d been wanting to do this ever since I’d first seen her picture on Xhamster. It was a dream come true. I leaned forward and felt for her tits. They felt fantastic through her bra. Huge, warm and with stiff nipples that she somehow pushed against my hands at the same time that she pushed her hips back against my cock.It was clear what she wanted. I undid her bra, released her breasts and felt her nipples respond to my touch, swelling as I pinched them. “Harder, harder!” she panted. I wasn’t sure which end she meant, but wasn’t going to stop and ask. I just did more of everything. I moved my rock hard cock into her faster and harder, slamming it into her, so that my thighs were slapping against hers and she was forced to gasp on each thrust. And I played harder with her tits, pinching her nipples now, and pulling on them hard, so that her breasts were pulled painfully away from her body.“Oh God, yes!” she screamed, and came in a torrent, pushing back hard on me and moaning and panting. “Fuck yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” What did she think I’d been doing? She collapsed underneath me, an exhausted, panting wreck, pulling free of my cock as she went down. I moved to kiss her nipples, but she help me off, shaking her head, a tendril of hair stuck by sweat to her forehead. “Too…” she gasped for breath … “too sensitive after I cum.” Well that was one thing we hadn’t discovered during our chat sessions.Recovering herself she smiled. “I needed that,” she repeated. “Now, what can I do for you?”…. To be continued ….

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