It was late in the office, and the brown girl was alone with me again. I couldn’t stop to stare her big brown boobs the whole day. She has a familiar figure and sexy hips that make me think about her ass. Her skin was soft, and she wore a black dress that perfectly fit her body.
The office was empty at this time, as usual. We both keep quiet all day long. I think the brown girl knows I was staring at her all day. Maybe she also knows what thoughts are going through my mind right now. After all these days, I see her as an attractive woman who always catches my attention. But when we are alone, I can’t help feeling extreme attraction to her. My dick becomes hard just seeing her.
My office chair is facing hers, and she’s sitting on a similar one. From where I’m sitting, I can see her cleavage every time. Not only her tits but her legs are visible as well. Her skirt is so short that I could see her panty line. She didn’t wear any bra today either, and I saw her nipples poking out from under her dress. I thought I would cum in my pants just looking at her. I tried to focus on my work for the last hour but couldn’t do it anymore. I got up and went straight to the girl’s desk.
“Can I sit?” I asked politely.
She looked at me and nodded. “Sure.”, she said.
I sat down across from her. I stared at her face expressionlessly. She looked at me too. It felt awkward. I wanted to talk with her but didn’t know what to say. My heart beat fast, and my mouth became dry. Just then, she asked me, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I replied.
“You seem nervous.”, she said.
I did not reply to anything and continued staring at her. I was feeling embarrassed because of that.
The girl stood up and walked to the other side of the room. She looked around for some moment before walking back to her seat. I followed her movements until she sat next to me. Our eyes met, and she smiled. “So, how are you? Are you still not feeling well?”
Her question surprised me. “What do you mean by ‘still?’” I asked.
She shook her head. “You look pale. You don’t look well.”
“Oh… yeah…” I answered.
“Let me check your temperature.” She removed her hand from her desk and put it on my forehead.
“You’re burning hot!” she exclaimed. “Is there a fever?”
“No…” I confusingly responded.
She touched my cheeks. “Your face is so warm. You must be sweating inside your clothes. Let me take them off.”
I almost laughed out loud when she said that. “What?” I exclaimed.
“Your clothes. I want to see if you’re sick or not.” She got up from her chair and walked towards me.
I was about to stand up, but she stopped me. “Don’t move.”, she ordered. She reached for my belt and unbuttoned it in a hurry. Then she unfastened my zipper. She pulled down my pants, and I lifted my butt to let her remove the rest of my clothes. As soon as she removed my pants, she turned to the front and pulled down my shirt.
She inspected my body. “You need to rest,” she said.
“I’m fine,” I answered.
She shook her head. “No, you’re not. You have a fever. Come. Sit here.” She grabbed my arm and brought me to the sofa. “Lie down.”
I obeyed. She took my hands and pulled me into the couch. I was lying on my stomach, and she was sitting beside me. She put her hand on my chest and started rubbing my back.
“Ouch! What are you doing?” I tried to push her away.
“Relax. Don’t move,” she said.
“Why do you keep touching me?” I asked.
“Because you don’t feel well.”
“I’m fine!” I insisted.
“No, you aren’t.” she countered. “You need to rest.”
“I’m fine. I want to go home.”
“You’re not fine,” she insisted. “Please, relax. Lie down. Close your eyes.”
She pushed me gently until I lay flat on the sofa. She placed her hand on my shoulder and continued massaging my back. My body started to get relaxed. I felt my breathing getting deep and slow. The pleasure of her massage made my mind wander. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “You’re burning hot!” she repeated.
“I’m fine. I’m not sick.” I protested.
“You’re burning hot. It would be best if you lay down.” she insisted.
“I’m not sick.” I insisted.
“I can tell.” she insisted.
“What do you mean?”
“You’re burning hot. Do you know that?” she asked.
“How?” I asked.
“I can tell,” she said.
“You’re just saying that,” I replied.
“No, I’m not. Look at yourself,” she said.
“I don’t…” I started to protest.
“Open your eyes,” she ordered.
I opened my eyes, and I saw her. She was standing directly over me. She wore a tight black dress that showed her curves and shapely legs. She was holding my hands, and she was kneeling between my thighs.
“Look at me,” she said.
I looked at her and saw her looking at me with a severe expression. I looked down, and I could see my hard cock sticking out from my underwear. I tried to cover it, but she grabbed my hand. “Don’t hide it,” she said.
I looked at her again, and she looked back at me. I tried to cover my crotch, but she moved my hand away. “Let me see,” she ordered.
I kept my gaze on her, and she looked at my hard dick. “Nice,” she said.
“What?” I asked.
“Your cock looks good. It’s tough.”
I felt ashamed of myself. I tried to cover myself once again, but she held my hand. “Leave it,” she commanded. “Do you know why I’m looking at it?” she asked.
I was confused. “What do you mean?” I asked.
“Because you’re burning hot. And your cock looks hard,” she said.
I looked down again. “Yes, it does. But I’m not sick.” I said.
“That’s why I’m looking at it. I think you’re burning hot because of this,” she said.
I looked up, and I saw her pointing at my groin. “This is why you’re burning hot,” she said.
“What?” I asked.
“Your cock is very hard. That’s why you’re burning hot. Look!” she said.
I turned to the side and looked at my cock. It was tough. I knew that, but I didn’t realize how hard it was.
“And it’s leaking,” she added.
I looked at my crotch and saw my precum dripping from the tip of my dick. I had never seen my dick like that before.
“See?” she asked. “Now you know why you’re burning hot.”
“But…” I started to protest.
She cut me off. “Relax. Lie down,” she said.
I obeyed. I lay flat on my back, and she was sitting atop me. She kept one hand on my chest, and the other was gently touching my dick. “Do you know what I’m going to do?” she asked.
“No,” I answered.
“I’m going to suck your dick,” she said.
“What?!” I exclaimed.
She laughed. “Relax. It’s nothing bad. I’m just sucking your dick.”
“Sucking my dick? Why would you do that?” I asked.
“Because you’re burning hot. Your cock is so hard, and it’s leaking. It would be best if you had relief. See!?” she said.
I looked at my crotch, and I could see the clear liquid running down the shaft of my dick. “What is that?” I asked.
“That’s precum. Now you know what it is. And I’m going to suck it. Is that okay?” she asked.
I looked at her. “I don’t know,” I said.
“It’s okay. I don’t bite. I promise.” she said.
I was embarrassed. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I should allow her to do that. I looked at her, and she looked back at me. “Please!” she begged. “Just relax.”
I looked at her pleading eyes, and I could see her begging. I was still unsure, but I decided to give it a try. “Okay. If you insist.” I said.
She smiled. “Thank you!” she said. She got up from her knees and moved closer to me. Then she grabbed my dick and started stroking it. “Let me suck your dick,” she said.
I closed my eyes, and I relaxed. I could hear her soft voice whispering in my ears. “Relax. Listen to me. Relax.”
I could feel her lips touching my dick. She started kissing the head of my cock, and she circled her tongue around the slit. I felt her fingers touching my balls. “Relax,” she said. “Listen to me. Relax. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Good,” she said. “Relax. Feel my mouth. I’m going to suck your dick now.”
I felt her soft lips pressing against my cock, and I could feel her hot breath on the head of my dick. She started licking the top of my shaft while stroking my dick with her hands. I felt her warm tongue swirling around the head of my dick. Her tongue circled around my dick, and her lips pressed firmly against mine. I felt her nose bumping against my thigh and her wet tongue around my dick.
She kept her eyes open, and she looked at me while she was sucking my dick. “You’re burning hot, aren’t you?” she asked.
I nodded. I couldn’t talk. She kept sucking my dick, and I enjoyed every second of it. The pleasure of her blowjob was so intense. I could not believe how good it felt. I could not believe she was giving me a blowjob. I was amazed, and I was so excited that I started moaning. “Mmmh! Mmmhh!”.
“You’re so hot!” she moaned. “You’re burning hot! Just look at your dick! It’s so hard!”
“Yeaahhhh!” I moaned.
“Let me suck your dick!” she said. “Relax and enjoy it. Taste it!”
I was moaning with pleasure as she sucked my dick. Then she took my dick out of her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head. She pushed the head of my dick against her throat, and then she started sucking my dick again.
“Ohhhhh!” I moaned.
“Relax!” she said. “Enjoy the pleasure!”
I felt my dick sliding deeper into her throat. She started sucking my dick fast, and I could feel her tongue lashing around the head of my dick. She kept pushing my dick further down her throat, and I felt like my dick was disappearing inside her mouth. I was moaning with pleasure, and I knew I was close to cumming. I wanted to warn her, but I could not speak. I could not move either. I was feeling the pressure building up in my balls. I could not believe how good her blowjob felt. It was the best I ever had.
“Ohhhh!” I moaned.
“You’re getting closer to cumming!” she said. “Are you ready?! Are you ready for the release?”
“Yes!” I moaned.
She stopped sucking my dick and wrapped her lips tightly around the base of my dick. She squeezed my shaft with her fist and started stroking my dick really fast. I could feel my balls tightening up. I knew I was about to cum. “Ohhhh!” I moaned.
“Cum for me!” she whispered.
I felt my balls tighten up. I could feel the pressure building up deep inside me. “Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh!” I groaned.
“Give me your load!” she moaned.
I felt my dick jerking, and I could see my cum shooting out from the tip of my dick.
“Ohhhhh!” I yelled.
She kept stroking my dick until all my cum was drained out. I could feel her swallowing my cum, and she kept stroking my dick until there wasn’t anything left. Then she sat next to me, and she hugged me. I could feel her tongue licking my neck and smell her perfume.
“Wow! That was amazing!” she said.
“Mmmmh! Mmmmmh!” I moaned.
I could feel her soft breasts pressed against my chest and smell her sweet scent. I could feel her warm breath on my face. “That was nice,” she said. “Let me taste your cum.”
I looked at her, and I saw her smiling at me. Then she stood up and placed her lips over my cock. She tasted my cum, and she swallowed my load. Then she kissed me, and she hugged me. “That was nice,” she said. “Thank you for letting me do that.”
I smiled. “That was great!” I said.
“It’s nice to know I can make you happy,” she said.
“You did,” I said.
After that, we talked about our jobs and enjoyed the rest of the evening together. I wasn’t sure if I should continue seeing her or not. But I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her blowjob was incredible.