My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I might be able to help her evaluate the offer.
She arrived at the restaurant wearing a jade green casmire sweater and mid length skirt that suggested a very hot body underneath. Her age was hard to figure out, she carried herself with more poise than I expected for a woman who was probably in her late 30’s. She was wearing stockings and expensive shoes. I notice these things because I have a successful clientele of clients at my own accounting firm and I knew she would make a great first impression on any of them. She wore her outfit in a way that said she was a professional businesswoman who knew what she was doing. She had long reddish brown hair that framed the face of an angel.
"Are you Kevin?" she asked.
"Yes, and you must be Betsy." I replied. "Bob told me you are moving out of town."
"i'm still undecided on the opportunity, but they are anxious for me to start next week if I can"
We talked for almost two hours over drinks, appetizers, the entrees, and dessert. Betsy was warm and inviting. We laughed at dumb things had in common and as the evening progressed we started looking into each others eyes with longing.
Since I was giving her advice on how to negotiate a better stock option package she insisted on paying for dinner. Afterward she said, "my car is in the shop, would you mind dropping me off at home?"
I said, "No problem"
Her perfume was much more noticeable in my sports car, and I added, "your perfume is pretty intoxicating in such is small space. I didn't notice it in the restaurant."
"Oh, actually I just put in on when I went to the restroom. Do you like it?”
“Yes, very much”
“Its called “Promise of things to cum”.
“That sounds like an invitation for us to get to know one another better.”
“Would you like that?”
“Uh, well”, I stumbled. Cursing my lack of suave. “You do know I am married right?”
“Yes, I noticed your ring. I’m married also but don’t always wear mine. My husband and I have an open relationship and he travels a lot. In fact he is in Boston right now. I’m happy with my husband, but fun is fun and monogamy isn’t much fun. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Yes, I do actually. But its rare to find someone so open and honest about it.”
“You should take a right at the next light. I am about 4 more blocks. Would you like to come in for an after dinner drink?”
My dick was signaling that the evening was starting to get very interesting. But my head was conflicted between my wife and the opportunity to have this wonderful fantasy evening with this very alluring woman.
“I’d love to come in”. I quietly replied as I realized who was ruling my decision making right now. “Have you lived here long?”
As we pulled up to the curb I noticed the “For Sale” sign on the front lawn. It had a “Sold” sign attached to the upper right. “So, it looks like you already sold you home eh?”
“Yep”, she responded. “My husband moved to Boston about 2 months ago and I have been working to find a job there and sell the house. But, all the good opportunities seem to be in smaller cities. We both have our own careers and I can’t afford to limit my search to Boston alone. I listed the house last week but never expected it so sell the first weekend. That was the sign I needed to move forward with this latest offer. However, I will really miss this old house”.
As we walked into the house I felt immediately comfortable. It was an old 1920’s bungalow with a view towards the sun setting over the hills behind the house. The wood was warm and polished. The rugs were worn but invited you to take off your shoes and walk around barefooted. We moved to the kitchen where she poured me a large glass of Merlot. Then she took off her shoes and led me back into the living room.
“Would you like to see the rest of the house?”
“If the rest of the house is as charming as this part I wish I can see why it sold so quickly”.
It was a small house with two bedrooms off the living room. The first had been converted into an office. One wall was filled with old books with their original jackets and an old roll top desk was set near the window. Next she took me into the bedroom.
“This is my favorite room. Its where I make all my wishes come true and right now my wish is that you take off that jacket and relax a bit.”
As I removed my jacket she set down her wine and leaned into me as we slowly embraced and she pressed her lips into mine. At first I was a bit anxious but it felt so right to feel her full breasts pressing against my chest. She pulled away for a moment and turned on her stereo in the room.
“Do you like to dance?” She offered.
I slid my hand behind her back and we started a slow dance to some Gato Barbieri. My hand slid down over her ass and started to fondle her cheeks there. She snuggled closer and pressed her thigh against my rock hard erection.
“You do seem to be enjoying yourself” She added.
“Yes, I think your perfume is working on me”.
“Oh, it gets better than this.” She said as she slipped her hand over my erection and stared to slowly grip and release it in time with the music. She used one of her fingers to trace a line from my cheek to my earlobe and then started to suck on the lobe as she said, “More wine?”
“Hmm”, I said. “I can’t resist a good offer.”
She smiled and walked back to the kitchen. I was hooked. I knew I couldn’t leave without seeing more of that incredible body, tasting all her tastes, and fucking her until I went blind. She poured us both a second glass of wine and then opened the door to her outdoor deck. The deck had high walls on both sides so we were able to enjoy a completely private view of the last few minutes of the sunset. The evening was warm and her hair smelled so good.
“Would you be a dear and let me go freshen up for a few minutes?” And then she was gone. I wasn’t sure what to do next. The sky was full of red, orange, and purple and I really wanted to savor this moment. But I was also tempted to follow her and ravage her before she washed away all the animal smells that I love. But since she was already gone I felt it might be intrusive to walk into her bedroom unannounced so I let it go and enjoyed the scenery. By now my dick was just starting to soften and had that languorous feeling of relaxed alertness that happens all too infrequently. The minutes seemed like hours. I finished my glass and was going back into the kitchen to get some more wine when she walked back into the living room. She was wearing a cream colored robe that was barely gathered at the waist. Her breasts swayed promisingly under the thin cloth and I could see her nipples revealing themselves. In the dim light from the fading sunset she seemed like she was effortlessly floating over the floor towards me.
As she approached she started to undo the robe and let it fall open as she reached around my waist and pulled me to her. I could see that her breasts were full and could smell the perfume she had applied between them. Her perfume was electrifying. It took all my will power to stop myself from burying my head between those fabulous breasts and inhaling the full power of that perfume.
My cock was bursting with anticipation but she ignored everything but my shirt as she started unbuttoning each button with slow deliberation. I put my hands around her neck and started kissing her cheek and then all the tender areas around her ears. She opened my shirt and pulled it away from my body so that our chests were skin against skin. Her skin was warm and soft. I pulled open her robe and got my first look at her body. It was everything I had hoped it would be. Her areola were large and the color of nutmeg. Her nipples were as hard as peanuts and my hands were drawn to them. She cooed and smiled as I rolled her nipples between my fingers.
She led me back out to the deck and started taking the cover off her hot tub. It was a large one with lots of jets but the best part was a built in lounge part where you could stretch out but keep your head above the water. I had all my clothes off by the time she had all the dials set up and then I stepped up behind her and pulled the white robe off her shoulders. She leaned back and her right hand gracefully started stroking my cock. I pressed it into her ass and cupped her breasts from behind her. They filled my hands and then some. I pinched her nipples between my fingers. Then she pulled away and stepped into the tub.
I suddenly realized that my wife would probably be wondering where I was. I was starting to feel very guilty.
“Betsy, I am so sorry but I have to call my wife and let her know that I will be home late.”
“Kevin, Is there anyway you could stay the night. I don’t think a couple of hours together is going to be enough for me.”
It was already 9 pm and thankfully I got the recording when I called the house. “Hi Honey, It looks like I am going to have to take a short hop out to Sacramento tonight to meet with a client first thing tomorrow morning. They are pretty unhappy with some of the terms and conditions of our audit this year and I need to be there to personally address their concerns. I should be able to get back for dinner tomorrow. Call me on my cell if you need me.” Then I turned off my cell phone.
When I got back out to the deck Betsy was leaning back and enjoying the last remnants of the summer sunset with a doobie hanging from her fingertips. “Want some?” She said.
“Absolutely” I replied. I didn’t need the pot to get in the mood but knew it would make tonight that much more memorable. It had been a couple years since I had smoked any good weed. After the first hit I knew that she had some good stuff in that joint. After a few minutes she went back inside and put on some music. It appears that she had some outdoor speakers mounted under the hot tub and the music seemed to be quietly coming from every direction. Wow this was a really nice setup. “I bet you will really miss this place when you leave”.
“Yes, but I think tonight is already my favorite memory of this place and its only 9pm. She leaned over and started fondling my cock under the water. I was almost ready to burst and we hadn’t really even started yet. To slow her down I asked her to sit up on the side of the tub and parted her legs so I could start licking her pussy. It was completely natural and I love seeing a full bush on a woman. She leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes. It didn’t take long before her breathing started to speed up and she had her first orgasm of the night. She didn’t say a word but I could tell she was having a very good time.
“Now I think its your turn” she said with a mischievous grin on her face. She had me lie down on the lounger part of the hot tub and I positioned my cock right next to one of the water jets. She started by stroking my cock and moving the jet so that it moved back and forth from my balls to the head. It was an amazing experience. The moon was now up and she looked like a vision in the moonlight. Her breasts were swaying to and fro and I couldn’t help but reach out and fondle the left one. After a few minutes she dipped her face into the water and started licking my cock with her head under the water. That was something I had never experienced before in my life and the novelty combined with the sensations had me on the edge of rapture pretty quickly. I let go of her breast and leaned back to savor the moment. After a couple of minutes she started to pump my cock and then took the entire head into her mouth. She would have to come up for air every minute or so but she would pump it either hard or easy and then dive back for more. She had quite the ability to hold her breath. My balls must have been four shades of blue when my cock finally exploded as she was coming up for air. Some of the cum breached the surface of the tub water and she scooped that up with her mouth and swallowed it gracefully. Now she shifted to my side and reached over for her wine.
“Nice” was all she said.
“Very Nice” I replied.
“Ready for the main event?” she suggested.
“Whenever you are”, I replied.
As she stood up I pulled her towards me and started kissing her mons. She angled one leg over the top of the tub so I could get a better angle on her pussy. I couldn’t let he leave the tub without some more luvin. She put her hands against the back of my head and pulled me towards her sopping wet pussy. I slipped two fingers into her pussy and started finger fucking her while my lips massaged her clit. She was in heaven. Within a few minutes she started to wave from one side to the other as I pushed her towards the edge. Just before she orgasmed she lost her balance and fell backwards into the water. She came up with a big smile and we shared a great laugh. The bubble had burst and we both stood up at the same time.
The temperature had dropped a bit and Betsy almost ran from the tub to her room where she jumped on the bed and slipped under the cotton covers. I was about 5 steps behind her and by the time I got under the covers they were damp from the water on her body. Just as I started to suck on her tits she pulled away and turned on the cd player again. This time she had a collection of old “Blue Note” jazz recordings and the setting was perfect in that dark room with the moon trying to peek in from outside the window. She slipped back in the bed and offered her breast to my hungry mouth with abandon. I reached down and started stroking her pussy with my fingers and she was hot and slippery. I knew the moment was right and I turned her over and took her from behind as the music set the pace of my thrusts. It was the best sex of my life and she was completely into the whole experience. We sucked, and fucked and cuddled and then fucked again for hours.
The morning light was dimmed by the closed drapes when I finally woke up. Betsy was no where to be seen but I could hear her in the kitchen cooking up a storm. When I arrived the table was set with bacon and eggs and biscuits but all I wanted to eat was her. She was wearing the same robe but now she had her bra and panties on underneath. I opened her robe and slid my hand under her panties and she was already wet. She and I were on the same wavelength. She took some of the raspberry preserves from the table and smeared them on my cock and then started eating me like a gourmet breakfast. When my cock started to spasm she reached over and grabbed the orange juice and pumped me into the glass. Then she drank the whole glass in a single slurp. “Makes a very nice mimosa!”
I looked around the kitchen for something interesting to eat and found one of those honey bears that was half full. I eased her back onto the rug and drizzled the honey from her pussy up over her stomach and breasts and ended at her mouth. We shared a deep kiss and then I moved down the stream alternately smearing the honey with my hands and then licking it off with my mouth. By the time I reached her pussy she was already soaking wet and her hips were rocking back and forth waiting for her reward. After she came the second time I pulled her up on top of me and she rode me like a bronco. I had no bullets left in the gun but shot off some blanks to celebrate the start of a new day.
All good things come to an end however and I eventually had to gather up my clothes and head for the door.
“I will miss you when you move.” I offered.
She replied. “What company are you supposed to be visiting in Sacramento?”
“Panda Foods” I replied.
“Wow, what a coincidence. That’s the company that is offering me a role. They want me to take over the accounting department.”
“I thought you were going to Boston to live with your husband”
“No, we work best when we live in different cities. Then it’s pretty amazing when we finally see one another.”
“So you will be living in Sacramento then?”
“Yep, and they want me to re-access all our vendor contracts as my first assignment. I may need to get someone from your firm to come out and rework some of your terms and conditions. I realize that might be seem demanding for a new VP of Accounting but its only a short hop to cum to Sacramento. Right?”