Overtime Affair

Jessica and I had scheduled a love-making session at our secret apartment after work. We are both very busy business people, so this extra-marital affair that we were conducting took planning.

Shortly after five, I heard Jessica having some trouble with the lock of our hideaway apartment. When she finally did manage to get through the door, she stomped in, livid. "The bastards fired me," she yelled.

I smiled. I felt bad for her, but I also loved the fact that Jessica was beautiful when she was angry. Her face was electric, her chin-length blond hair was shining, her green cat eyes glowing, her long slender nose was taut with flared nostrils, her soft clear skin was lit up with a certain fire and tenseness behind the facial muscles.

She took off her blazer and threw it onto the sofa. She stomped around in her high-heel pumps, her body wriggling in her tight skirt.

"Of all the treachery and back stabbing," she screamed as she

kicked off her shoes.

I tried to console her, telling her that she was now free to follow up on other offers and that her career was far from over at the age of 28. But Jessica would have none of that.

"Oh, why don't you just shut the hell up and fuck me!" she snarled.

In the bedroom, I disrobed and climbed into bed. Jessica clawed off her skirt, hose, and blouse. She was still angry, but somewhat more vulnerable clothed in just a matching cream-colored bra and panty set. She took the bra and panties off and walked toward me, displaying her natural-blond beaver. Jessica was still so annoyed that her face was red and hot—matching her nipples.

She climbed into bed, and led my hands as they glided over her soft breasts, down across her ribs, and toward her pussy.

"Damn the foreplay," Jessica said, her voice softening slightly. "Slip on a rubber, then let's fuck like we've never fucked before."

Jessica rolled onto her back, arched her hips, and spread her legs. She rolled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers until they were sprouting up a good half inch. She gave off a scent of roses in bloom. After I got the rubber on, I mounted her, sticking my rock-solid dick into her snug pussy. As she squirmed and squealed, I asked,

"Feel better now, Jesse?"

"Much better," she moaned.

As we started pumping, she added, "Much, much, much better."

By now, the bedsprings were singing, Jesse was groaning, and I was working up a sweat. Soon, she cried out as her orgasm peaked, and glowed. Our bodies were slick and slippery with perspiration. As I continued to hump her, my cock started tingling more and more. The come soon blasted forth from my balls. I kept going for a few more strokes until I had to stop to catch my breath.

After the fireworks, Jesse sighed as she played with the hair on my chest. Her anger had passed, or rather had been burned away with the heat of other passions. She kissed and sucked my nipples, trying to get me hard again. I told her that it was going to be difficult for me to go home to my wife now.

"I'll have hell to pay when I tell my husband that I got the ax," Jesse said, anger again welling up in her voice.

"Shall we fuck again?" she asked.

I found that suggestion very agreeable. Still I was not ready. I am not sure though if it was her being so furious about her job sacking.

Jessica straddled me on her hands and knees, with her pussy in my face. Her tongue circled my belly button, sending chills down my spine. She rolled her tongue along the length of my cock and gently teased my rock hard balls. My shaft seemed to move on its own, seeking her mouth as her tongue roamed along its length. She lifted my cock with her fingers and put it into her mouth. I groaned as her not mouth sucked on the swollen head. She lowered her hips, bringing her pussy down within reach and I extended my tongue and drew it along her siit. I gently sucked on her exposed pussy lips. She moaned while my cock was still in her mouth, and the vibrations nearly drove me wild.

As I began to probe her slit with my tongue, she started taking my shaft deeper into her mouth. I groaned loudly as she deep-throated all eight inches of me. God, she knew how to suck a man's hard cock. Her juices soon started to dribble down onto my hot tongue. Her pussy tasted sweet, kind of like honey mixed with lemon. I sucked and slurped greedily away while she did the same for my cock. The sounds of our mutual smacks and groans filled the room with a kind of sex music. Jessica pulled my shaft out of her mouth and lifted her pussy from my face. She swiveled her body and climbed atop my rigid dick. She slowly lowered herself on me until my shaft was buried deep inside of her. Her pussy was tight and pressed against my dick. She moved slowly up and down on me, moving with ease and grace. I wanted to fuck her with rapid thrusts but she wanted to' slowly enjoy every inch of my cock.

After a while, Jessica began moving faster and faster, her ass cheeks slamming against my thighs-. She whimpered softly, which made me-all the more horny, and I thrust my hips up to meet her. She panted harder and harder, and I knew she was nearing a-climax. She gripped my shoulders with her hands and cried out at the same time I shot. my wad. I groaned as my cum shot into her, a seemingly endless flow of cream.

As we lay in each other arms, I was wondering how instead of a typical 9 to 5 relationship in the office, I came to have this amazing time with Jessica. I'm sure she will be recruited soon and we will continue this wonderful escapades. Whatever her mood is the sex has been absolutely extraordinary.