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By *ensualkink OP Man
over a year ago
hotel or at yours |
I use an accountancy firm that had been in the area for years. Small, but reputable. I have moved away from the area, far away. But still use the same firm as ever. With internet, online tools, I have noticed no difference.
There is another reason too; this story is over 5 years and ongoing on and off. So, I will bore you my lovely reader with all the mundane details that aren’t sexy. You have been warned.
I know all the 3 accountants in the firm and my accountant Helen rather too well. Married, curvy, early 40s when we first started and has the sexiest grey blue eyes on any accountant I know. Initially we had a very professional relationship and I enjoyed talking to this very intelligent woman who is amazing at her job. After a quarterly review, I realised that I am very turned on as we talked about human behaviour, sociology and between us solved the traffic problems in our then seaside town in between finishing the account review. Ofcourse, that solution is valid even now 6 years later. I found my uncircumcised cock collecting full of precum under the folds when I had to wee.
I found the turn on interesting, but thought nothing of it until I had a chance meeting with Helen in the supermarket a month or so after our review. We entered the large shop almost at the same time; after 10 mins of chitchat, we found ourself in the green produce section where Helen was selecting an oddly shaped cucumber. Before I could stop myself, I chuckled and heard myself say ‘lucky cucumber’.
I immediately apologised about having overactive imagination watching her face change colour. She stared at me for a second and smiled to say ‘I never thought you were cheeky, I guess I have to watch out for the silent ones’ and winked.
That opened up the floodgates of sort and we spent the rest of the shopping with innuendos and jokes about everything. You know the moments when anything sounds funny?
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By *ensualkink OP Man
over a year ago
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Thanks for the encouragement and support.
We kept chatting over a cuppa; I told Helen that I am liking the funny side of her and asked if she kept the cucumber in her handbag all the time. She smiled that delicious smile ‘you aren’t far off, the cucumber is going to get lucky. That is the only fun I have these days’. She caught me off guard and I had nothing witty to say for a second. All I managed was ‘marital bliss’; showed me my hand and said ‘cucumber is healthy, my hand not so much’ and winked. Smiling to self at my own recoverability as she was laughing out loud.
20 minutes of chatting and I didn’t wanna stop talking to this lovely woman. Her eyes smiled when she did and we had broken the touch barrier. Our hands touched each other’s legs a few times and we were fist bumping each other talking about who had the worst sex life. There wasn’t much between us; she excused herself to use the loo and I asked if she is taking the cucumber in. She was in splits and half the coffee shop was watching her at one point which made her conscious. She hit my shoulder before walking away and I couldn’t take the smile off my face and eyes off her arse.
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By *ensualkink OP Man
over a year ago
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Helen was wearing a black frilly top, grey casual cardigan and jeans. As she was sitting, she removed her cardigan and her perfume had me day dreaming. I smelled the air bit too obviously and she asked if I liked it. I just said ‘yummy’. She smiled but went almost apologetic about not having time for taking care of self that weekend. I told her that she is just pulling me leg and she looked and smelled yummy and casual suits her. Another cheeky smile that made my cock twitch. ‘You are just saying that’ a tap on my arms. I took her cardigan and looked around to see no one was noticing us, took it to my nose and sniffed deep. ‘I am smitten, did this just become weird’.
Helen ‘May be a little bit, no ones smitten by my cardigan before’ with a wink. We both were laughing crazy. I looked around and reconfirming that no one was interested, put the cardi on my crotch as moved my hip ‘I wanna make lurve to your cardigan’. More laughter and we were giggling like children.
‘I think they will ask us to leave in a bit’; ‘yeah. No cardigan sniffing in here’ more laughter and this time my hand was lingering on her legs. I didn’t move after what may be construed as socially acceptable lingering. The cardigan was slipping and I noticed her cheeks flush as She caught me looking at my crotch where there was an obvious bulge. |
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By *ensualkink OP Man
over a year ago
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Helen’s eyes fixed on my bulge, I slowly adjusted the bulge so that my cock was up rather than bent over down. Her cardigan covered me from others and not Helen. Her eyes weren’t moving away ‘I am enjoying this chat and so is my friend’ she turned crimson and gently hit my shoulder.
We are sat in a corner far from the counters in an L shaped coffee place. Our location is exposed, but I am sat facing the wall with empty tables nearby. I readjusted the cardigan to lift it up a bit, got my zipper down very slowly so as to avoid any abrupt noise. I wear boxer shots to allow for air circulation and a bit of freedom. As I unzipped, my cock head was poking through the button hole in the boxers, I undid the button, slowly peeled the clothing back.
Helen gave an audible sigh ‘if only we can capture the energy from these loud sighs from unsatisfied women’. She burst out laughing and her focus on my cock seeming broke. She went a bit nervous ‘I have only ever been with Ross and never thought I would be this woman. This is very new and I don’t know what I am doing’. Watching her grow a shell around her, I quickly lifted her cardigan to my nose and smelled. My cock lifted up and I slowly, very slowly pulled back my dark foreskin. She was transfixed and her hands slowly drawing circles above my knee. I got my foreskin all the way back ‘this is new to me as well, I am not normally this relaxed in a coffee shop and my friend hasn’t been seen in a public place in a long while’. She smiled and mouthed something that wasn’t audible. I slowly brought her cardigan back to cover myself and lightly brush its hand sleeve on the drop of precum on the tip of my cock.
Helen’s fingers slowly inched up my legs; I looked up to see her eyes looking deep in me and she slowly moved towards me.
Her fingers caressed my legs and were millimetres from my cock as she deliberately moved it away. Helen pulled the sleeve off my cock making me twitch and coat it with more precum. She smiled and licked the sleeve, then slowly chewed and sucked the remnants of precum of it. ‘Hmm, I never knew cotton and wool taste so nice!’
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By *ensualkink OP Man
over a year ago
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‘There is more where it came from’ I am one of the guys who produces crazy amount of precum. I enjoy making a mess too; I was making a lot of mess on her cardi as the other end was still on my cock and I was slowly releasing precum on to it watching Helen bite and chew in a rather obscene way. I moved close to her neck as if telling her a secret and licked her earlobes. She let out a moan ‘How did you know that is my thing’
‘Just felt like the right thing to do’
‘Don’t stop’. She took the wet sleeve and sorta wrapped it around my cock. Helens fingers never made direct contact, but her warm saliva on my cock felt amazing for a min before turning colder. I produced more precum and bit her earlobes and started licking the back of her ears where perfume mixed with her natural odour smelled divine.
‘I don’t want to stop, but I don’t the teenagers at the counter to teach us how to behave’ I whispered.
She chuckled and bit my shoulder ‘I am so nervous, it’s all very sudden’. I took her earlobe in my mouth and licked her ear. I wanted to assure her and now knowing that it turns her on made me lick her ears turned me on too. Her hands very close to me cock, caressing all around it but never touching it.
‘We can take it slow, I like what we are doing. May be we can do some more of the same in your car?’
‘You always say the right things Jay’
‘Don’t count on it. As the case in point, I am thinking that you should remove your knickers’
She lifted her head up and looked at me with a bit of an alarm. I winked and smiled which seemed to calm her.
‘How about this? I promise to be a gent and promise not to touch your lips’ I ran my finger on her lips ‘the other ones, in the car’. She laughed and I added ‘only for today’
‘Not touch with your fingers, lips or that leaky pipe that you have got down there’. It was my turn to laugh ‘I forgot that accountants know of all loopholes. The leaky pipes got a good cover’
By the time she returned, I got half decent. I used the cardigan sleeve to wipe clean and it’s a messy mixture of her saliva and my precum. Helen returned, her black underwear poking out of the jean pocket. I pulled it out as she sat, turned it inside out and put in my mouth. Her aroma was heady and that turned me on. Her thin knickers were fully wet with her excitement and tasted divine. Helen was first shocked then watched me intently as I licked, chewed and took her all in.
‘Yummy’ I whispered and kissed her ears as put her pants back in her jean pocket. I put my fingers between her leg, two fingers under her arse and the rest roughly massaging mound. She gasped and I said ‘I said nothing about not touching over your clothes’. She moaned into my neck as I withdrew my hands. We sheepishly made our way out of the coffee shop after she caught her breathe and punched me hard mouthing ‘bastard’. |
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