working on julie
Julie
Julie, well, she was special. We started out at work, she
was a high-up in a neighboring department, I was a low-level
programmer type in another.
She'd attend meetings concerning system conversions
at which I or another programmer on the team would be presenting
information. She was always the sweet one, helping to offset
attacks to the plan when somebody thought
their toes were being stepped on.
we started innocently enough (or at least I did, anyway;
I think she had some experience in this sort of thing). I
mean, I really wasn't overly attracted to her, and
had never even dreamt of some of the things I later found
she was into. In a way, she reminded me of a girl from school
named Tammy.
Tammy was a big girl. Not fat, just broad shoulders and an
accompanying figure. When we were freshmen we played around
a bit, but nothing much happened. Then, when we were seniors,
we started running into each other
more and more and we ended up back in her room, necking and
petting. There really wasn't much talking, we just
lay there in the dark, knowing that after graduation we
probably wouldn't see each other again, nibbling
and stroking. She found her way down to my pants and worked
the zipper open, then proceeded to lick me with great passion
and thoroughness, bathing my whole midriff with her tongue.
All the while, I was aching for her to open her mouth, go for
my engorged cock, and take the shaft deep into her throat
as I pumped my hot come into her.
She took her time, though. She came back up without sucking
me, and I kissed her hard and ripped off her shirt. She had
been gentle, but I couldn't wait. Her nipples were
already hard as I began to lick them, then had her lick my
fingers before I rolled those nipples and she rolled her
eyes. I went for her pants but she stopped me, telling me
that it was the wrong time of the month, maybe next week.
Then she smiled and said That doesn't mean we
can't have fun, though. and headed back down
to my cock.
With a little encouragement, she once again had be going
hot and heavy, ready to fire, and she still hadn't sucked
it yet. I had never had a deep throat job before, but I was
ready to make her take all of it whether she wanted it or not.
When she started to lower her lips around the shaft, her
fingers tickling my balls, I raised up off the bed to meet
her. She didn't need my help. She was headed toward
the base of my cock and wasn't going to be held back.
Four strokes later I grabbed the back of her head and held
her down as I exploded, wave after wave flowing into her
from my hot cock. She stayed down for a while, licking me
and blowing cool air across my cock to cool it down. Then
she looked up and smiled. I've been waiting
for that. You were very accommodating, she said.
I couldn't talk, just laid there and stroked her hair.
We did get together a week later, but that story will wait
till later.
Julie reminded me a little of Tammy, mostly
in that she wasn't my type.Again, she
had a larger frame than I usually go for, but I think it was
mostly the attitude that made them seem alike to me. You
could tell
that she wasn't uptight about her sexuality.
Anyway, one day I was involved in doing a lengthy slide presentation.
I did the first half, then retired to the back of the room
while one of my team members did the second half. Julie had
come in late, so she took a chair against the back wall, and
I ended up sitting next to
her. As the second half began, she leaned over and asked
me a question about the first half. I answered her, but she
didn't move back in her chair. She stayed leaning across
the arm of the chair, inches away from me. Looking at her
from the rest of the room, she looked like she was
arching her back to get a better look at the screen. Up close,
though, she was slowly undoing the top three buttons on
her blouse.
I was getting more aroused by the second. I couldn't
believe she was doing this in a public meeting. She unfastened
her buttons down below the bra line, then stopped. Then
she reached inside and undid the clasp of her bra, releasing
her gorgeous breasts. I had an obvious hardon watching
her as she tweaked each nipple while absentmindedly staring
at the slides.
Then she sat back up straight, leaving her
blouse open so that, looking at her from the side, I could
see her breasts clearly.
She had me teased and she knew it. I sat there with a massive
erection, aching for relief and hoping nobody would ask
me any questions. Julie spent the last hour of the meeting
rubbing her breasts through her blouse, tweaking her nipples,
and driving me wild.
Around 4:30 that afternoon, I paid a visit to her office.
She had a two part office; the secretaries were in the outer
area, she was in a separate room behind that. When I showed
up, I could see that the secretaries were gone for the day,
but Julie's door was open and she was talking on the
phone. I turned off the lights in the outer office
and pulled it closed behing me and threw the lock on the door.
Then, while Julie was still talking, I walked into her office,
closed the door, turned off the lights, and pulled the shade
on the door's window. she looked up at me and smiled,
the light from the windows bringing out the
highlights in her hair. I motioned for her to stay on the
phone. If she could tease me in public, I could give here
a tease too.
I could tell by her conversation that she was on the line
with her boss, who was over in the main administrative building.
I started to dance slowly in front of her, performing a strip
tease for her.
I undid my shirt, then draped it over her head
as she grew visibly more excited.
I whipped off my belt with a flourish and she missed a line
in her conversation, asking for a repeat. I perched on her
lap and started to undo her blouse, fingering the clasp
and releasing her breasts. This time it was me who did the
tweaking, working her nipples into a rock-hard state.
I moved my mouth down to her breasts as she arched her back
to offer them to me, but I pulled back. She had to want it more
before I would give her that.
I stood in front of her and stripped down the rest of the way,
gyrating my hips as I released my engorged cock from my jeans.
Still on the phone, she got out of her chair and knelt in front
of me, removing her blouse from her shoulders in the process.
She reached out for my cock with her mouth, but I wouldn't
let her have it yet and rubbed it all over her face, her hair,
her neck. Suddenly, I heard her say Okay, I talk to
you tomorrow. and she stood quickly and hung up the
phone. She stood facing me and then wrapped her arms around
me, pressing her breasts against me as we kissed long and
deep. She was grabbing my ass I unzipped her skirt and let
it drop to the floor. I could feel her reaching for the desk,
but I couldn't tell what she was doing.
Suddenly, I felt her moving something around my wrists
and I realized MY BELT! She was belting my wrists together
behind my back as she pushed me up against the desk.
When
the belt was pulled tight, she leaned back, showing off
her chest, and said, Now suck! and I leaned
into her breasts as she offered them to me. Since I couldn't
touch them, she did it for me, rolling the nipples and squeezing
her breasts as I licked and sucked at those gorgeous tits.
When she was nearing the moment of climax,
she pulled back and dropped to her knees. She started at
my balls, then worked her way up the thick shaft, her strokes
increasing in passion as she moved up, then sucked her way
down again, forcing my cock down her throat.
When she could tell I was close, she backed off again and
kissed her way up my stomach and chest to my neck. If
you're a good boy, she said,
I'll untie you for now. She undid the
belt and had me lay on the floor, then stood over me as she
removed her soaked underwear and lowered herself straight
down on my cock. She had apparently had enough foreplay
for now.
She climaxed the moment she hit bottom, then proceeded
to work it up and down until she came again. She was in a frenzy,
sitting almost straight up as I held her breasts, my arms
straight out, to support her. I felt it building inside
and I came with a rush and a scream as she came again and collapsed
on top of me. I felt her milking my cock with her pussy, draining
every last drop from it.
We kissed as long as we could between
gasps for air. After my erection had
fully subsided, we stood and started to get dressed for
our rides home.
I let her keep the belt, knowing I'd be getting it back
soon.