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Cinema aftermath pt7With my hand on her inner thigh I now reached the hem of her skirt. I leaned across to risk another look at her husband. He was totally gone, his mouth wide open. I just hoped he wouldn’t start snoring. I looked at Anne. Even though she was still looking at the screen I wasn’t sure how much of the film she was seeing as her eyes appeared to be glazed over.I slipped my hand higher, hooking her skirt with my thumb and taking it up with me. And then I gasped. I had just touched a suspender belt clip. The minx was wearing stockings. Fantastic! I’m not usually fussed about stockings and suspenders but like most men I do get some pleasure from them. They seem to be the embodiment of most of our sexual fantasies.I played with that for a while before my fingers touched bare flesh. I was inches away from my goal. As I squeezed hard on her breast I rubbed my fingers over the fabric of her panties. They were lacy and they were sopping wet. I deftly slipped a finger under the elastic and entered her pussy. She gave a brief jolt and then sighed deeply, so I added a second digit.She opened her legs wider as she turned languidly towards me. Her pouty lips were open and wet and she was breathing really deeply. I couldn’t resist.I leaned over and kissed her. She reeked strongly of booze. But I didn’t care. I was surprised however when she stuffed her tongue straight down my throat. We kissed hard for what seemed like forever as I continued to slide my fingers in and out of her sloppy wet love hole.Her whole body seemed to quiver as she kissed me really hard before her back arched and then stiffened. And then she made a strange mewling sound.My god; she’d just come! And so soon.I could feel my cock was rock hard. I badly needed relief. With much regret I removed my left hand from her lovely breast and with a little bit of difficulty managed to extricate my cock from my trousers.I took hold of her hand and placed it on the thick shaft. She needed no prompting and I didn’t even have to hold her hand in place. She took hold and began to move her hand quickly up and down my shaft.My god; what a slut!I removed my hand from her pussy and took hold of her head. She knew instantly what I wanted. With no more prompting from me her head came down and her warm mouth enveloped my turgid hard on immediately.MY GOD!She was even better than Cheryl at giving head. For one thing she seemed able to take my big thick shaft further down her throat. And she certainly knew how to suck. It didn’t take long before I could feel I was about to blow.I began to buck my hips upwards as I fucked her mouth. This just seemed to stir her into more action. her hand was a blur as she jacked me off whilst her tongue and mouth swirled and sucked the living daylights out of me.And then I blew. Fuck, but I just erupted without warning. But it didn’t seem to phase Anne. She gamely took it all down her throat as she continued to suck and squeeze and massage my cock and balls.My god; oh my god; my best blow job ever!I was physically and emotionally drained. But now that I had cum I just wanted to get away. I shrugged her off me; she had sort of semi collapsed into my lap; and put my cock back inside my trousers.I then stood up and departed without so much as a backward glance.Chapter 8After a relaxing weekend I arrived at the offices of Bradshaw & Peacock bright and early on Monday morning. I was still in a buoyant mood after Friday night’s exploits with Anne but all it had done was to increase my desire to fuck Cheryl again.I arrived at the kitchen to find Cheryl already there. There was no time like the present to begin my campaign. I walked quietly up behind her and slid one arm around her waist and pushed her up against the worktop. My other hand came around and cupped one of her large breasts through her jacket. I gave it a friendly squeeze.”Morning,” I said.”Get off,” she said, spinning around sharply to see it was me. She struggled to free herself from my loving embrace. “I said get off me!””You didn’t say that to me the other week,” I replied, taking a step back.”What do you mean?” She looked worried so I smiled at her. Obviously she was still in denial but it was now becoming a tad tedious. Could she be that dumb that she still didn’t know it was me. God knows I’d given her enough clues!”I think you know. Or do I have to spell it out for you?” I grinned devilishly at her. “The cinema …”I saw the look on her face change as her brain began to process the information. The initial confusion followed eventually by the stark realisation. Her mouth gaped open. “That … that was you!”I grinned my reply. Yeah, dumb but at last … eureka!”Oh my god! What have I done?” She slumped back against the kitchen worktop.I made to move towards her but stopped when the kitchen door burst open and in waltzed her work colleague Anne. Cheryl quickly recovered her composure.”Morning Anne. So … so what did you think of the film güngören escort … did … did you like it?”I’d heard enough. I left.Chapter 9Cheryl managed to keep her distance for most of the morning. I didn’t mind. I was revelling in her discomfort.It was early afternoon and she went to make drinks for all of us. I waited for a couple of minutes and then went to help.I closed the door behind me and quickly closed the gap. She hadn’t heard me enter. I put my hands on her ass and gave them a fondle and a squeeze.”For fuck’s sake, get of me,” she said irritatedly as she turned her head and saw it was me yet again.”Now, now,” I chortled, “is that anyway to speak to your lover!”I released my hold on her ass, enough so she could turn around and face me; not a bad thing; but not enough so she could escape. But she didn’t move. My wandering hand found it’s way back to her delectable round ass. I ran it in circles across the fabric of her skirt, revelling in the feel of her firm flesh beneath. I gave it the odd little pat every now and again in between the squeezes. Interestingly she didn’t seem too fussed about knocking my hand away. Her ass was great. My fetish for boobs was seriously under threat when it came to this woman’s ass.”I am not your lover!” she asserted, turning her head to look over her shoulder at me. She was flushing bright red.”Really?” I intoned, “I thought I must be after the way you blew me in the cinema!” I managed to stifle the grin that threatened to erupt out of my face. “And the fact that you let me stick my cock inside your married pussy in the car park afterwards.””I … I … that was a mistake,” she blustered, “I was drunk and it shouldn’t have happened. It won’t happen again,” she added firmly as she finally gathered her wits about her.I stifled the laugh. Being drunk was her excuse? No she wasn’t, not even near!I turned her around to face me. I carried on groping and fondling her ass cheeks although now I was being a bit more forceful, pulling her body against mine. I realised that for the first time she was today wearing 4″ heel shoes. Now that I found interesting. It also made her about the same height as me and as her thigh was bumping into my leg she must have felt my cock by now. I knew it was erect. I could feel the bloody thing throbbing.The smell of her perfume wafted into my nostrils. It seemed stronger than this morning. It was divine and obviously expensive and just served to inflame my passion more. I took a firmer hold on her ass cheeks and pulled her against my rock hard cock with more force. She was now bumping into me in a steady rhythm, almost bouncing off my leg. She had to be feeling my cock now yet she made no attempt to pull away.”I’m sure it won’t,” I murmured as I continued to grope her ass.Her breathing was becoming laboured and her face was flushed. Yeah, she was aroused all right. Leaving one hand still working her ass the other moved up and slipped the button on her jacket. Her large breasts made it spring open and I wasted no time in slipping my hand inside to cup one of her massive mammaries. I gave it a loving squeeze.Cheryl moaned and I felt her shift her stance. She’d just opened up her legs for me!As I gave her breast the once over, again and again; her eyes closed and her lips parted as she struggled to breathe properly.Her lips looked so soft, so full, so red, so inviting. I leaned forward and kissed her, sliding my tongue inside her mouth immediately where it found and engaged with hers.My hand begrudgingly left her peachy ass cheeks and slid down onto her thigh. It was then I felt them. She was wearing suspenders. I could feel the clips quite distinctly now that I knew they were there. Now that was interesting! I played with them for a while before moving to the front of her skirt. I rubbed across it at the top of her legs before gently sliding my hand down into her mound. I pressed in a bit harder and she moaned again, her legs opening a bit more. I shoved it in deeper and gave her a good massage. Her hips started to sway.The sound of the door opening made us both jump. She pushed me off her and sprang away, turning quickly back to the worktop. I don’t know how she managed it but when she asked me how I liked my coffee there was no hint of emotion or tremble in her voice.She returned to the boardroom where all the team were still working away and probably carried on as if nothing had happened. My return was delayed for a while by my pit stop to the men’s toilet. I was in there for about ten minutes!It was the end of the day before I managed to be alone with Mrs Thompson again. I wanted her and I was sure I had the perfect way to get to fuck her again. Sadly she had recovered her wits from earlier and decided she didn’t want anything to do with me and told me in no uncertain words how much she was repulsed by my whole being!Harsh words indeed. And there was me thinking that we had been getting on so well earlier. güngören escort bayan It was time to begin with the blackmail.”What if I show the video to your husband? I’m sure he’ll be less than impressed to see his wife fucking another man.””Video! You have a video of it? she screeched. I gave her my best enigmatic smile in return. I had one of those small dash cameras mounted inside my car. Purely for security purposes of course!”Huh!” she snorted derisively, “he’d probably get a kick out of it. Since losing his job he spends that much time on the internet looking at porn sites that he’s become a right pervert. He’s always going on about wanting to see me with another man!”Oh dear. I didn’t know if what she said was true but this wasn’t going the way I’d hoped for. Time to go for my ace in the hole.”Well my dear, even if as you say your husband wouldn’t be too bothered, I’m sure Bradshaw & Peacock would take a dim view of your outrageous behaviour.” I smiled benignly at her. Surely given her precarious financial situation the threat of losing her job should lead to her capitulation.”Show it to them then!” she declared boldly. I have to admit I was taken by surprise at her reaction. For a woman she certainly had balls! I was so sure she would accede to my demands.”Don’t think I won’t!” was my feeble retort. Pathetic. And she knew it was.”Go ahead then!” she finished triumphantly.I tried to make a dignified exit from the kitchen. It was bad enough that she had called my bluff but we were now calling each other out and behaving like school k**s!I admit I was angry and I went straight to Mr Peacock’s office.”Can we talk?” I asked as I poked my head around his door.”Of course, of course,” he enthused, “my door is always open to you at anytime.””It’s about Mrs Thompson,” I said, “I’m afraid she’s not; how can I say it without being rude … erm … she’s not up to scratch!””Oh dear!” Mr Peacock was very apologetic. “Is there anything specific?”I hesitated just the right amount of time. I wanted to sound hesitant, unwilling to put her shortcomings into words. “Well, she’s made a few blunders. Most of them pretty basic errors but there were a couple that could have been quite messy if I hadn’t spotted them before she used her findings into compiling the figures she was working on.”I was bull-shitting. She was actually quiet bright and was having little or no difficulty with the tasks with which she had been entrusted. But I could see the look of deep concern now etched on Mr Peacock’s face.He was suddenly very professional and businesslike and was trying hard to appear controlled.”Right, leave it with me. I’ll have her moved off your team with immediate effect. In fact I may just let her go. She’s already cost the firm a large amount of money by making a big mistake on another account and I just can’t risk her compounding her errors on yours.”Okay, so maybe he wasn’t quite as professional as I first thought. He shouldn’t have revealed any of this to me. But no matter. This was working out just fine.”No, no, please; don’t sack her because of this. I don’t want to be the cause of her losing her job. I understand that her financial situation isn’t great at the moment. I understand her husband is out of work and has been for some time?”Mr Peacock nodded his head. “So I believe,” he uttered.”So she needs this job?”Mr Peacock again nodded his head.I smiled. “I have a suggestion to make. Why don’t you hold off on the dismissal for the time being. She might not be great with the figures but there’s certainly nothing wrong with hers!”I grinned at Mr Peacock. It was a conspiratorial type of grin. You know the one. He grinned back. Oh yes, he was on the same wavelength as me. Plus I knew he was desperate to keep my account.”She’s pretty good to look at if you catch my drift. She’s got a great rack and her ass is outstanding as well. So I would like to keep her around as eye candy. It’ll certainly help relieve the boredom!”Mr Peacock was nodding most enthusiastically now. Time for the coups de grace!”Perhaps you should have her in for a little chat. You know, just to outline her new responsibilities. She could make drinks for the team or run errands for me. She could maybe even join me when I go out for lunch or accompany me from time to time when I have to attend the odd obligatory cultural activity?””I hate to eat alone,” I added when I saw the quizzical look on his face, “and I don’t need to tell you how boring obligatory cultural activities can be!”Mr Peacock nodded sagely in agreement.”And when you tell her, maybe you can let her know that it was my suggestion that you keep her on the team and why.” I smiled again and was rewarded with a knowing smile in return from Mr Peacock.Chapter 10She didn’t like it. Didn’t like it at all. I was stood outside Mr Peacock’s office when he told her of her demotion. She didn’t take it well and accused me of being a misogynist.But she quietened escort güngören right down when he told her that it was my intervention that had saved her from being sacked. She professed her innocence at my unfounded allegations but she should have realised from the start he was never going to believe her word against my donation of thousands of pounds-worth of fees into the company coffers.The following day she begrudgingly took up her new duties as my gofer. When she was sent off for the first round of drinks for the team I followed right on behind her.”Ah, Mrs Thompson, there you are.”She spun around quickly as soon as she heard my voice.”What do you want,” she hissed. “Haven’t you done enough to me now. You’ve reduced my role within this company to absolutely nothing and I don’t deserve that. I’m good at my job!””Indeed you are,” I replied with a smile, “But you didn’t want to play so I had to take steps …””Bastard!” she snapped in reply as she turned around to get the drinks.”So I’ve been told. Many times. However, I just want to let you know that you will be accompanying me to lunch today and afterwards I have an obligatory cultural event to attend and that you will be going as my date!”She spun around to glare at me, her chest heaving in anger. All it did to me was fuel my lust for her body.”We will be leaving at twelve thirty. I’ll meet YOU in the lobby.” I said, addressing her tits. I made my exit and went along to Mr Peacock’s office to inform him of my plans for today. He was more than happy to let a member of staff go off for the rest of the afternoon.Lunch was a delight. The weather was fine and warm for a change so we dined al fresco. Cheryl looked good. She’d obviously brushed her hair a lot before coming out as it seemed to shimmer and gleam lustrously in the strong sunlight and her makeup seemed more vibrant than earlier. She was certainly attracting a fair bit of attention from the other male diners, although that may have been due to the fact I’d made her take off her jacket and unbutton a couple of buttons on her blouse. She was showing a substantial amount of her milky white breasts and her deep cleavage never looked better.We were sat at a table situated on the outside terrace of a popular gastro pub with superb views overlooking the river. Initially small talk had been difficult. Cheryl was clearly still mad at me.But she relaxed somewhat as the excellent bottle of Chardonnay, which had been her choice of wine to wash down her dish of moules-frites, was quickly replaced with a second. And she’d drunk most of it herself. I sipped at mine. I’m not a big lover of white wine preferring instead robust reds, although I am partial to the odd Provençal Rosé in the summer months.As the wine took it’s toll, she began to chat inanely about her current situation at home. It was most enlightening as she opened up and revealed a lot about herself and her current matrimonial state. She confirmed that her husband Alan was out of work and as far as she was concerned was spending far too much time on the internet. He said he was looking for a job. But she was pretty sure he was just surfing through Adult Porn Sites and she’d come to the conclusion that he was now more interested in watching people fuck than actually fucking her. And yes, she used the ‘F’ word! My thoughts about that was that her husband was a moron.She was extremely animated and garrulous and her increasingly strident tone of voice meant we were now drawing a lot of attention from the other diners. I knew then she was primed and ready to go. It was time to move onto the obligatory cultural activity for the afternoon.I had the taxi drop us off at the end of the street so that we had to walk down to our destination. Cheryl didn’t seem to take in much of her surroundings, she was concentrating to much on walking without stumbling to do that and it was probably just as well as we were in a particularly grubby and seedy part of town.It didn’t even register where we were until I’d paid our entry fee and we were sat in our seats.”Are we at the pictures?” she asked, slurring her words. The fresh air had hit her like a ton of bricks. She was well pissed.”Yes, we are,” I replied.”Oh goody, I love a good film,” she said in a little girly voice.By now I was just hoping I hadn’t got her too pissed.The film finally started. There wasn’t much of a plot. There never is in XXX rated films. But for what it was worth it was about the sexual awakening of a supposedly married secretary. At the beginning of the film she was on the phone to her husband but was then approached from behind by her boss who wasted no time in sticking his hands down the front of her gaping blouse and grabbing hold of her large tits. Within five minutes he had his cock out of his trousers and she was alternating giving him head whilst still talking on the phone to her husband.Cheryl didn’t react at first. I think it took a while for her to comprehend what was going on. She tried to get up to leave and made a bit of a scene standing there gesticulating wildly. She’d already taken her jacket off so her tits were swinging about a fair bit. The problem was that all she did was draw attention to herself.
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