A Friday Night Stumble, A Weekend Tumble
written by:
Norbert

Louise was the kind of woman that men drooled over. She was about 5'5" with an incredibly fit body, sported 36-c tits and had an ass no guy in their right mind could ever get tired of watching. She had a habit out of wearing dresses that, while appropriate with a jacket or sweater over them, left little to the imagination that her tan was ‘all over'. The topper for me was her puffy, pillow lips that set off her beautiful face and made her absolutely seductive. Her French accent from her parents and her mother-tongue swayed the tide as well. In a nutshell, conversations between men always stopped when she walked by, without fail.

Fate had put Louise and me on the same research team several times and I found her a very competent and intelligent young woman considering she was about fifteen years my junior. We shared the same off-the-wall sense of humor that often steered a lot of our "meetings" to goof-off sessions. She was also caring and sensitive and worked hard to complete the tasks set out and to keep our team on track. Regardless, there wasn't a man in our organization that didn't fantasize about spreading those magnificent legs or feeling those lips sliding down a hard cock.

We had just completed a paper, pushing the last of it through on Friday even though it meant our day had been extended by a few hours. I had no worries, my wife and kids were visiting the in-laws so there was no rush to get home. Finally, about seven, we took the last sheet of data off the printer. The rest of the team left and Louise offered to stay and help put it all in order.

"Naw, you take off Lou." I smiled. "It's Friday and it's been a long week." Actually, what I wanted to say was ‘Sure, stay and take off your dress so I can put you in order', but with a smile and a wave, she left. I stopped for a few minutes just to watch her walk down the corridor and to fantasize a little bit more about what I would do to that body. Another wave from the elevator and she was gone.

It took me about a half-hour to get everything in order, double-checking facts and figures until, satisfied, I slipped the report into my drawer and left.

Making my way to my car, I noticed Louise still sitting in hers. Thinking it was car trouble, I walked over to the driver's side to see if she needed any help. Bending lower to lean against the edge of the open window, I first noticed Louise's hand buried beneath the hem of her dress. The next was the unmistakable scent of a woman's arousal. I watched for a few seconds as her hand pawed against her pussy trying to compute what I was actually seeing. Once all the pieces dropped into place, I began to blush like a school boy.

"Oh, shit Louise," I stammered. "I'm sorry I thought you were having car trouble." Louise's eyes shot open and she pulled her hand from its playground.

"Fuck Paul, you scared the hell out of me." She shot me a fierce look through her embarrassment and tried to figure out what to do with her glistening fingers.

"I'm really sorry." I was blushing furiously by now. "I thought you were having car trouble and needed help." I made a stupid gesture towards her hand. "Obviously it wasn't car trouble, and you don't need my help." She laughed and shook her head at the situation.

"Alright, you caught me." We were both trying to make the best of this awkward situation. "Don't tell me you haven't played with yourself before." She laughed.

"Sure. All the time. Just not at work, and especially not in the parking lot." I laughed.

"You should try it sometime." She chuckled. "It's very freeing. Like giving management the big ‘Fuck You' only at least you get something pleasurable in return."

"Maybe for you, Lou." I laughed. "Too much mess to clean up for me." At this she raised her eyebrow.

"Really?" She chucked. "You cum a lot, do you?" It was a very personal question but I felt compelled to answer.

"Yep, even at my age I can probably still keep up with the young fellas in quantity," I felt my cock starting to stir with the makings of a hard-on. "although I've never had the compulsion to measure." Louise looked at me and smiled.

"I love watching a man cum." She was staring at my cock. "All that life and vitality..." Her voice trailed off and she raised her eyes to look at me. "Paul, would you let me watch you cum? Just for me?" This took me completely off guard, but my cock jumped to immediate attention. I began to stammer a meager defense but knew it was a lost cause when she continued.

"You can watch me."

The thought of watching Louise finger her pussy was too much for me and I dumbly stood there. I stepped back as Louise opened the car door and twisted on her seat. Looking at me and smiling, she spread her legs wide and hiked up the hem of her dress revealing a very sexy white lace thong. I stepped in closer and instinctively reached for my zipper and tugged it down. Louise licked her lips and ran her fingers over her pussy as she watched my hand reach inside my slacks and free my hard on leaving it to bob inches from her face.

"Fuck, I feel like a teenager afraid my mom's going to catch me." I chuckled as I fished around in my pants, eventually drawing out my rock hard cock.

"Oooh Paul, you're beautiful." She sighed. Louise shifted and pushed her thong over her hips and down her legs letting it drop onto the parking lot pavement. I watched in silent amazement as she spread her legs wide revealing a well trimmed, very wet pussy. She ran her fingers over her clit and shivered.

"Stroke yourself Paul." She whispered.

I couldn't believe I was in this position. Standing in my company's parking lot, stroking my cock while watching the object of every man's desire fingering the sweetest pussy I'd ever seen in my life. I looked around to make sure we were alone only to be drawn back to Louise as a loud sigh escaped her lips. I watched as she plunged two fingers deep inside herself as she stared at the beef that was dangling in her face. I reached in with my free hand and touched her cheek.

"You are so beautiful." I choked.

"So are you." She breathed in reply. She suddenly leaned forward and pressed her lips against the bulbous head. I caught my breath in anticipation.

Something caught my eye and I looked up in time to see the building security approaching across the lot. Not sure how I was going to explain this situation, and hoping to everything that he wasn't aware of what was going on, I prudently tucked myself away and told Louise the guard was coming. As she pulled her fingers from her pussy, frustration plainly showing on her face, I ducked in and took her hand. Bringing her fingers to my mouth I licked her juices off them.

"Delicious." I smiled. Louise stared at me.

"Can you follow me?" Her eyes were pleading. "I need to see you finish."

"I'd love to." I panted. Horniness had replaced all reasoning.

I had just scooped up her thong off the pavement as the security guard came around the car. I explained I was just going over some last minute figures and, satisfied, he sauntered back towards the entrance. Louise started her car.

"In case we get separated I'm at 17 Juniper Terrace." She smiled and flushed. I made my way to my car and watched her taillights as she turned onto the street.

An agonizing half-hour later, I pulled into the visitor parking. I saw Louise's car in front of a neat little row-house with a lovely floral arrangement on the front door. I felt almost giddy as I jabbed my finger against the doorbell. Immediately the door opened and Louise stood before me, her eyes glistening like they were on fire.

"Thank goodness you're here." She rasped. "I thought you might have decided to go ahead home."

"Are you kidding?" I smiled as I stepped inside. I appreciated the tastefully decorated house. "You really are handy - in more ways than one." She gave me a wicked grin and I noticed that her light sweater had been removed, revealing a delicious halter top on her dress that allowed the sides of her breasts to be seen.

"Just wait till you see how handy I can be." She took my hand and pulled me towards her living room. "Now that I'm home, I can do this properly for you."

"Are you sure?" I didn't want her to feel obligated in any way and chivalry dictated I give her a way out.

"Of course I'm sure." She smiled. "If I had any doubts at all, you wouldn't be here. Now, sit down and let me do what I want to do for you."

I settled into a wingback chair, loosened my tie and undid the top button of my shirt. The waiting was almost impossible as I watched this amazing woman fetch a chair from her dining room and set it before me. As she sat down, she looked at me and cracked another dazzling smile. She ran her hands over her legs, slowing from a quick rub down to a soft caress. Ever so slowly, she began to part her legs as her hands slid to the insides of her thighs. Louise continued to look into my eyes as her hands slid up under the hem of her dress until finally her lids fluttered and a sigh escaped her throat.

"Oh fuck, I need this." She breathed. She sunk lower in the chair and pulled the hem higher, revealing her treasure once again. She forced her eyes open. "Take off your pants Paul. I want to see your beautiful cock again. I want to watch you cum for me."

Feeling somewhat cocky (no pun intended), I stood up and undid my slacks and let them drop to the floor. I kicked off my shoes and socks and finally lowered my boxers. When I straightened, my cock pointed proudly at this sitting goddess. As I watched her fingers speed up, strumming across her clit, I yanked off my shirt and tie and was completely naked. I boldly took a few steps until I was standing right in front of her, my cock a few inches from her face. I gripped my shaft and slowly began to stroke it for her. The affect was amazing. Louise slammed two of her fingers inside her pussy and began to piston them in and out, all the while staring at the very head of my cock.

"What's good for you is good for me too Louise." I hissed as I stopped stroking and reached behind her neck. "Let's get you out of that dress."

Louise was complacent as I had her lean forward so I could unzip her dress and unfasten the neck strap. Reaching down, I pulled it up over her head and tossed it onto the couch. When she settled back, it was the view of a lifetime. Her tits stood out proudly from her chest, sagging just enough to guarantee they were the real McCoy's, topped with dark pink areolas and erect, tantalizing nipples. It was my turn to switch up the pace and, straddling her semi-reclined form, I gripped my aching shaft and began to stroke it with a vengeance.

"That's so beautiful." Louise moaned. "You're so beautiful."

"Touch me." I hissed. "Rub some of your pussy juice on it."

Louise scooped up some of her fluids and brought her hand to my cock. She smeared her sticky wetness along the shaft, at first using just her fingers, but then her fingers closed into a fist surrounding my flesh and she began to tug on my cock with purpose. I took the opportunity to reach down and play with her amazing tits, tweaking and pinching her nipples.

"I think we're going to go farther than we intended to Paul." She was focused on my cock that was aimed at her face.

"Oh fuck I hope so." I croaked as I reached behind her head and pulled her closer. Willingly she obliged and as she closed on my cock, her mouth opened and I felt the heat of her breath on my shaft. I began to shake with anticipation as my shaft began to disappear into her oral cavity. Her lips closed around me and she began to suck me off, her head bobbing ever closer to my pelvis. I felt the head of my cock bang into the back of her throat and was amazed he hadn't gagged yet. Now, I'm not huge but my wife would've gagged long before this and we had been together for years and years and she was pretty good at the art of oral sex herself.

"You taste wonderful Paul." Louise panted as she pulled her head off my cock. "You taste like a man." She squealed with delight as I pinched her nipples and I stared adoringly at her.

"Come stand beside me." She smiled. "I want you to watch me as I pleasure you."

"I have a better idea." I offered. "Let's just lie down on the rug?" It seemed to make sense to me. "I'm probably going to fall over anyhow." At this Louise started to giggle.

"We can't have that, can we?" She began to get up as I shifted from my position and settled on the floor to watch her move.

"Can you tell that I like to expose myself Paul?" She asked with innocence dripping in her voice as she splayed herself to my hungry gaze. "I just love making cocks stiff - men, boys, it doesn't matter - just knowing they're going to go home and make themselves cum thinking about me and my body." She slid her fingers over her pussy and dipped two digits inside. "Knowing that is better than having sex with a man, I think. Don't you?"

"Well, to be honest," I really hadn't given it much thought but thought best to say something. "I think it's best to see your body and then be alone and naked with you just to see where it's all going to go." She eyed me closely.

"And where do you think this is all going to go?" There was a hint of a smirk on her soft lips.

"It's where I'm hoping it's going to go." I chuckled and then gasped as Louise wrapped her hand around my cock and began to slowly stroke it.

"Tell me Paul, tell me where you want this to go." She was beginning to breath harder, her nostrils flaring.

"I want..." She stopped me.

"Tell me what you want to do with this beautiful cock." My mind was a blur with the pleasure she was evoking. "Do you want to cum for me? In me? On me?" She was speeding up with her ministrations. "Do you want to cum in my mouth - or my pussy - or my ass? Do you want to kneel over me and spray your stuff all over my tits and face?"

"What about if I want it all?" I croaked. The pleasure was overtaking me.

"Oh Paul," Louise released my cock and lay down on her back. "I want to watch you cum - to see your cock spray all over me. I want to feel how hot it is." Louise reached down and cupped her tits, mauling them and pinching and pulling at her nipples.

I watched as she turned her head to stare at my painfully hard cock. We were now well over the hour mark from our first contact in the parking lot and my need for release had long since peaked. Her hands slid down her body and, instead of teasing, went right for the gold and she began fingering at her engorged pussy lips and clit. I again wrapped my fist around my cock and, watching her intently, began to stroke myself.

"That's it," she cooed, "make it shoot for me." She groaned as she stabbed two digits into her pussy, the wet squishing sound intensified her sighs. I picked up speed on my stroking.

"I'm going to cum baby." I panted. I could feel my balls tightening getting ready to let loose its contents.

"My tits," she squealed, "cum on my tits Paul." Her fingers were beating a violent tattoo across her clit as her other hand plunged her fingers in and out of her wet gash.

I raised myself off of my haunches to kneel beside her, my cock pointing at her chest, my hand a blur on my cock.

"Oh fuck I'm going to shoot nooooooooooowwwwwwwwww!"

A thick streams of cum erupted from the head of my cock and shot past her chest to land square across her face leaving a stream from her chin, across her lips, cheek and eye, ending in her hair. The rest of my eruption followed suit. Louise shot her tongue out and scooped what she could reach and drew it back into her mouth. My cum continued to spew forth across her throat and her tits and she arched herself as her own orgasm struck her with a violent intensity. I watched as she cupped her pussy with both hands and rolled around on the floor riding it like some wild animal panting and squealing as wave after wave hit her. It was the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed.

When she was finally still and trying hard to catch her breath, I was surprised when I looked down and saw I was still very hard. Louise was staring dreamily at my cock.

"I loved that." Her voice was shaky. "You taste amazing."

I scooted forward and, taking her head, poked my cock at her lips. She opened them willingly and I shoved my cock into her mouth. Holding her head, I began to fuck her mouth and Louise groaned with satisfaction.

Not wanting to loose another load, I pulled out and shifted my position until I was between her legs. I pulled them apart and pressed my lips to her pussy, kissing her clit and drawing it into my mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssss." She moaned.

I fluttered my lips across her clit. Pulling my mouth away, I licked two of my fingers and pushed them into her hot, wet pussy. I showed little mercy as I pistoned my fingers in and out of her and sucked her clit like it was a little cock. I felt her fingers entwine themselves in my hair and pull me closer as she ground her snatch against my face.

"Oh fuck that feels so good." She panted. I tore myself away from her wetness.

"I need to fuck you Louise." I began to shift myself. "I need to fuck you now."

I grabbed my cock by its shaft and swiped the head along her slit several times and once it was glistening with her wetness, began to press it into her.

"Yesss, yesss, yessssssss." She encouraged. "Push your cock into me Paul. Fuck me!"

I couldn't believe how hot and tight her pussy was. It seemed to grip my cock and pull it deeper into her. As I looked down at this cum spattered beauty, the object of every straight man's fantasy, I couldn't believe I was actually fucking her. And she was asking for it. I drew my cock out of her and slammed it back in as hard as I could.

"Harder." She squealed. "Fuck me harder!" I slammed into her again and again as her words of purpose drove me on to a lustful height I had never known. Louise wrapped her legs around me and began to thrust her pussy against me harder and harder. It seemed she was cumming every ten or twelve thrusts and I was feeling super-human - like I could fuck this goddess all night.

I pulled out of her and had her get on her knees. Taking my place behind her, I slipped my cock back into her. She groaned loudly.

"Oh fuck yessssssssss."

I gripped her hips and began to pound her pussy again. Louise dropped her head to the floor and reached between her legs to her clit. The change in her tone indicated she had made contact.

"My ass, Paul." She graoned. "Play with my ass."

Her entire crack glistened with the wetness from her pussy and I wet my thumb and began to rub it along her ‘back door'. This brought about another loud moan and I pressed my thumb into her ass.

"Yesssss." She hissed. "Just like that."

I was of two minds about this kind of play. Since I had heard about anal sex I had been intrigued enough to read up on it. I had left a few magazines out on my desk where I knew my kids never dared venture but my wife did. I knew she had read them but never ventured into any form of discussion. The other part of my mind strayed to the real purpose for that orifice and I wasn't sure if I was ready to venture down that road. As it was, I continued to pound into Louise's pussy and let my thumb fuck her tight ass which brought squeals of delight and moans of pleasure from this beauty.

Her final thrusts back into me along with her moans and groans and squeals of encouragement were enough to send me over the edge and I erupted into her pussy. Pulse after pulse of pleasure resulted in great gobs of my cum being deposited inside of Louise's pussy. So much so that when she collapsed on the floor, my seed began to seep from her opening.

"Oh Paul." She sighed. "That was wonderful."

"I'll say." I panted. "I haven't cum like that in years." A slight twinge of guilt began in the pit of my stomach. In the seventeen years I had been married, I had never stepped out on my wife before.

Louise shifted herself until she was looking down at me smiling.

"You are an amazing lover." She leaned down and pressed her lips against mine in a kiss I would say was reserved for true lovers.

"Didn't you say your wife was out of town this weekend?" She asked when she broke the kiss.

"They're at their grandparent's." Why did she have to bring them up? I thought. "They won't be back till Monday sometime. Why do you ask?"

"Would you stay with me?" There was some guard in her voice, as if she was expecting a flat out rejection. "I mean, for the weekend."

"I'd love to." I smiled. In for a penny, I thought.

Louise squealed in delight and hopped up onto her knees.

"I'm going to take a shower." She was pouting like a child. "I have to clean up and wash off your delicious cum." I watched as she scooped the stream across her cheek and slide it into her mouth.

As she stood, a glob of my cream oozed out of her pussy and, clinging to her thigh, began its trek to oblivion.

"The next time, I want you to cum in my mouth so I can have it all." She teased. "You'll find I'm very selfish when it comes to sucking a beautiful cock like yours."

I watched her tits jiggle and sway as she padded towards the stairs. She stopped and turned towards me, making a show of scooping her tits and pinching her nipples.

"Would you care to join me?" She giggled. "I'm sure we can find something fun to do."

I was behind her in a shot, chasing her up the stairs making playful grabs at her ass. At the top of the stairs she stopped and my arms enveloped her. Holding her close, feeling her glorious tits gently brushing across my chest, I pulled her willing form harder against me and our lips pressed hard against each others for the very first kiss of what was to be many of the weekend.

Kissing Louise was better than I could ever have imagined. There are some women that kiss simply by pressing their mouth against yours and maybe slip in some tongue, and then there are others like Louise who make kissing an adventure - who really love that particular form of physical contact and put everything into it. The way she applied just enough pressure, caressed the inside of their partner's mouth erotically with their tongue, caressed their partner's body with their hands. Believe me, Louise was one of those women who could stop time with her kisses and I found I was somewhat breathless when we finally broke apart. She leaned back and looked into my eyes thoughtfully before spinning away and grasping my hand to lead me towards the bathroom.

The water coursing over our bodies was refreshing and seemed to rejuvenate us - well, me at least. I don't think Louise needed and rejuvenation in the slightest. When we weren't lathering each others body with soap, we were stroking and caressing and kissing. She couldn't seem to get enough of stroking or kissing or sucking my cock just as I couldn't get my fill of her. I was hard again from her handling and she bent over in front of me.

"Slide your cock into me Paul. I love the way it feels sliding into my pussy." It was difficult for me not to grab her hips and fuck her until I blew another load of cum in her sweet snatch but I managed to contain myself. Louise backed herself onto me three or four times and then pulled off only to turn, drop to her knees, and suck me deep into her mouth.

"I love sucking pussy juice off a mans cock." She panted as she smacked her lips. "It's much better though if there's cum on it as well."

After five or six bouts of this treatment, my cock was bigger than it had ever been. Louise kissed the head as she turned off the water. Stepping out of the tub, she handed me a towel to dry off and she led me to her bedroom.

"I want to fulfill every fantasy you've ever had about me Paul." She grinned impishly.

"Ah, so you're a mind reader too, are you?" I asked with feigned indignance. In actuality, Louise had been the brunt of many sexual comments around the planning table. The younger guys bragging about what they would do to her and, us old farts, remaining quiet and only wishing we could have a chance with her but knowing it would never be.

"I've overheard the talk. All those ‘studs'," she laughed at this and pressed herself against me, reaching down to grip my hard cock. "They have no idea that I want a lover who can stay the course and who won't go running back with tales of conquest."

"What makes you think I won't tell?" Her hard nipples, pressing against me, were distracting to say the least.

"Because Paul," she began to stroke my length, "I know you are a man of honor. You're not one to kiss and tell."

"Are you sure it's not because I'm married and you can hang this over my head?" I sounded harder that I meant to be and, for a micro second, she looked hurt but recovered nicely.

"No," she smiled. "Even if we end badly, I would never tell anyone about us." Louise kissed me tenderly. "You're here because I find you terrible sexy and I want you. I have no expectations except you and I are going to pleasure each other and I and going to have you any way I want you." She kissed me harder. "Even if it's only for a few days."

With this, Louise pushed me onto her bed. I scrambled backwards until I was in the middle. Louise took her time and, straddling me, crawled up my body, dragging her wet pussy over my length until it was poised over my face.

"I certainly hope you like oral." She chuckled as she settled herself down on me.

I gripped her waist and drove my tongue up inside her. Holding her steady in my hands I tongue-fucked her, enjoying her taste as she groaned and ground herself against me. I slid my hands up her body until I got to her perfect tits and, sliding my hands over her perfect orbs, pinched her nipples hard, twisting them gently back and forth. Louise howled with pleasure and pressed her pussy tighter to my face.

"I love what you're doing to me." She panted between guttural grunts. "I want you to taste my cum as much as I want to taste yours."

I wanted to taste her cum as well and I increased my efforts, whipping my tongue across her clit. Grabbing her asscheeks, I squeezed and pulled her perfect little muff tighter to my mouth so I could assault it all the more. Looking up, past her stomach, I watched as she pawed at her tits, pulling and twisting her nipples. Her head was turned down as if to stare at me, but her eyes were screwed shut and she appeared to be grunting as she panted.

I felt her thighs tense against the sides of my head and she threw back her head and howled as she came. I was amazed that she didn't rip her tits off as she had gripped her protruding nipples with her closed fists and pulled them hard away from her body. The tangy, musky taste that had been flooding my mouth changed to add a somewhat sweetness to the mix - quite a pleasant taste and I couldn't seem to get my fill.

Louise finally collapsed. It began with a slouch and then she sort of rolled off of me onto the bed. I began to move, but she put her hand on me and held me.

"Now, I get to taste all of you" She breathed. Without waiting to recuperate as I expected, Louise began at my feet and began a very slow and agonizing assent of my body. Tantalizing tickles across my feet caused me to jump, particularly when she drew each toe into her mouth and sucked on it like it was an extension of my dick. Her long syrupy licks up my calves as she ground her pussy against my thigh were like being stroked by an angel. Turning herself, she slid off my thigh and continued to lavish long licks across where her pussy had left a wet smear. Finally she reached my cock and balls and with agonizing slowness, she slipped her lips over the bulbous head and drew it into her mouth.

I could swear she began to purr like a kitty as she slid up and down ly length. I have to admit, it was beautiful to watch those luscious, puffy lips wrapped around my shaft. I wanted nothing more than to cradle my head in my arms and watch her as she gave me the most sensuous blowjobs I had ever received, but in truth, I was barely hanging on. I began to buck myself into her mouth, and I heard her chuckle. I couldn't take much more of her teasing and finally I reached down with my hands and, gripping her head, began to force myself deeper into her mouth and throat.

"Oh, fuck Lou," I panted. "I can't take much more of this." I twisted her hair in my fingers and thrusting, felt the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. "I'm going to cum any second." I could feel the sweat breaking out on me, and I thrust harder.

Feeling my balls tighten and knowing ejaculation wasn't too far behind, I gripped her cheeks and rolled over on top of her. I held her head and began fucking her mouth like it was another tiny, perfect cunt. Louise just lay there and let me have my wicked way with her, thrusting my cock past her lips and deep into her throat - her muffled gurgles the only thing to tell me I may have been a little too rough. Finally it hit me and I saw stars. My cock began spewing its sticky load and Louise gobbled up every drop, squealing with delight every time a jet of thick spunk shot into her mouth.

Finally, totally spent, I collapsed on the bed beside her fighting to catch my breath. Louise was cooing beside me and smacking her lips.

"You know," she said like it was an earth-shattering discovery, "you taste much better when you cum that your pre-cum tastes."

Her giggling was the last thing I heard before sleep invaded and conquered.