"Hi Tony. Could you do me a favour? "He began and then went on without waiting for an answer. "Can you deliver these documents to Sara for me please? I understand you live near her and she really needs a signed hard copy for her Monday meeting."
I felt I couldn't reasonably refuse but the thought filled me with dread.
Sara is a short slim, very bossy and very attractive woman who manages the sales team for a different area to the one I manage. She is not a popular person in the office and her team live in fear of her. Nobody is able to live up to her expectations and she has a sharp tongue which is seldom without criticism.
Last week Sara and I had a bit of a run in. She accused two of my team members of un-professional conduct with regard to a large national customer whom we share. She did this direct to me via email, in what was in itself a very un-professional way. It did appear on the face of it that my team members had acted incorrectly but I backed them up. As it turned out Sara had not got all the facts correct and she was the only one left looking un-professional. I pointed this out to her but no actual harm had been done so I left it at that, hoping it would be a lesson to her, to get her facts right before going on the war path. I had not seen her since, as she was working from home, but I guessed I was not her favourite person.
About half an hour later I arrived at her house. I had texted to say I was coming, but the message was un-delivered as her phone was off. Serve her right if I got her out the bath or something. There was nowhere to park in her street, so I pulled onto her drive, next to her car. This was probably going to contravene some personal rule or other. Sara had a lot of rules. She loved them.
I rang the bell and within a few seconds, she opened the door. I greeted her politely and held out the document, explaining what it was.
Sara took it from me and then after a brief pause said. "Please come in a moment. I want to talk to you."
I groaned inwardly. All I wanted to do was get home and open a beer.
Sara led me into her living room. It was incredibly hot in there. There was a log burning stove blazing away and all the doors and curtains were closed. It was a pleasant cosy room on a dark rainy night. A bit too cosy as I was wearing a thick coat and a sweater. The heater doesn't work in my car.
Sara invited me to sit on the settee which was covered in a thick furry throw. There was a second one on the floor in front of the fire. Neither seemed to fit in with the rest of the décor.
"Look. About last week." began Sara. I braced myself for the onslaught.
"I am really sorry, about how I handled things. I was bang out of order. Also, I really appreciated how you refrained from putting in a complaint about me. Goodness knows, I deserved it."
That surprised me. I had expected her to attack.
"That's Okay, I said. On the face of it, it did look like Mike and Judy had acted inappropriately, I tended to agree with your assessment at first. However, it is always worth taking time to think and check facts
in situations like that. I'm prepared to let the matter rest. We all make mistakes." I said, hoping that would be it and I could leave.
"Thank you. I really appreciate that, and again I am sorry. I would like us to work together more closely in future. I am sure that would help avoid things like this." said Sara. "Something I am not good at, but think I should improve. In fact, I would like us to try to become friends, if you are OK with that. I don't have a lot of friends - probably because of my outward personality, but I like you, you seem like friend material. Will you join me in a glass of wine?"
I felt I couldn't refuse. Another ally would be good in that company, and Sara did seem genuine, in her offer.
"Of course. Thank you." I replied.
Sara went off into the kitchen. I noticed for the first time what she was wearing. Just a tight pair of gym shorts and a close-fitting black top. Despite not liking her very much at work I had to admit she was a good-looking woman. Short, petite with small pert breasts and short hair.
Sara came back with two enormous glasses of red wine. Must have been nearly half a bottle in each.
"Wow!" I said "I hope you are okay about my car on your drive overnight. I will have to walk the rest of the way home after drinking that!"
"No problem. It will give the neighbours something to talk about. ‘Dragon lady has man to stay overnight' they will say."
"Will it keep them busy gossiping all weekend then?"
"Yes. I'm afraid so. I am not very good at getting on with people. Probably why I am still not married at 41."
I wasn't sure what to say about that. But she went on.
"I am not a fierce as people think. It is a bit of a facade I have developed. I am not really the confident aggressive person that people see. I do it to cover my insecurity. It is a habit of a lifetime. These last few months I have been doing some personal growth work and come to realise that it doesn't serve me well. I am struggling to break out of it though. I am actually much nicer than you know, deep down inside."
"That is brave of you to say that." I replied. "I am happy to give friendship a go. I am honoured that you have picked me."
I did feel honoured too. I didn't have to make that up. She was trying a difficult thing for her I guessed.
"It is hot, in here." I said trying to lighten things up. "Do you mind if I take off my sweater?"
"Take off whatever you like. We are friends remember."
"Do you always like it this hot?" I asked.
"No. Not always, and not always the fake fur throws either. You caught me just as I was settling in for Friday evening entertainment for one."
I wasn't sure what Sara meant by this.
"Ah, I see." I said. Not really seeing at all.
"I was going to watch some porn. I do that from time to time on my own, and I often end up taking some or all of my clothes off in order to enjoy it more fully...if you know what I mean."
"Ah, Okay. I understand, I think."
Sara laughed.
"Would you like to watch with me? That might be fun. I have never watched with anyone but It sounds like the sort of thing friends might do."
I was a bit shocked at the suggestion, but I went with it.
"I haven't done that with any of my other friends... well not since university anyway, but I am willing to broaden my friendship activities."
I don't watch a lot of porn. I get bored with it very quickly, but this could be different. I had never watched it with a woman before - a woman who seems to get very excited by it.
Sara came and sat on the fur covered couch, curling her legs under her and leaning against the arm so I was sideways on to her. She picked up her laptop and began typing and clicking away.
"I am a member of a video sharing site. Just logging in now. Every month I get a series of suggested titles, I don't watch them all, but the sample of this one interested me. It is not too niche interest so I hope you will like it." explained Sara.
The term niche interest worried me a little. What if she was into something really weird? Sex with inappropriate objects? Or, more likely, for the Sara that I thought I knew, domination and humiliation?
Sara pressed the remote and the large TV in the corner flickered into life. I needn't have worried. The title that flashed up on the screen was ‘Ski lodge sex party.' That seemed okay, and probably quite predictable.
The scene was of a remote country ski lodge with a blazing log fire and fur rugs and blankets everywhere. I straight away got the connection with the throw, the rug and the log burner in Sara's living room. It seemed like she had been planning to live the scene. I felt my cock stir at the thought of what she had been planning to do as she watched. I got a vision of her kneeling naked in front of the fire and the TV pleasuring herself. I tried to dispel the thought.
This was such a surreal situation! Here I was about to watch a porn movie with a woman I found attractive, but up until a short while ago disliked intensely...and possibly would again if she was as bad as she said at friendship.
On the screen a couple came into view dressed in ski type attire. They proceeded to caress one another and gradually started to undress each other. As usual I found this a bit tedious, but Sara seemed transfixed by it. I began to keep half an eye on her to see how she reacted. The thought that she might be getting horny watching it turned me on.
Inevitably the girl on screen got the guy's cock out and as is usually the way, it was huge. She proceeded to fondle and suck him gradually making him hard.
"Will you look at that monster!" said Sara suddenly. "It is un-natural! I couldn't begin to imagine having that up inside me!"
I looked at her tiny body and had to agree with her assessment.
"You don't like them like that then?" I enquired innocently.
"Nooo. That would just be too painful at that sort of length! Wouldn't mind the thickness though in one half as long."
"Much more likely in the real world I suppose - not that I'm an expert though." I said with a laugh.
"Me neither, to be fair. I haven't had that many!" Replied Sara.
"Neither have I." I said laughing. "I only know my own."
While we had this exchange, which I found very interesting by the way, the girl in the movie had suddenly become naked. She too had a fairly typical porn movie body. Long legs shaved pussy, tasteful tattoos and big tits.
"Ooh she's a busty girl!" said Sara. I can't compete with that. Not even a quarter of her size. Do you like her?"
I felt I had to be careful how I answered here. I didn't want to offend the small busted Sara.
"Yes, I do, but size doesn't really matter that much to me. I like both large and small."
"Even as small as me?" asked Sara pushing out her chest. I noticed that her nipples had become much more prominent through her tight-fitting top,
"Yes, absolutely. You look very nice." I said to her, hoping that was enough of a compliment without making it too obvious that I had checked her out many times,
"Do you want to see?" came the instant reply from Sara.
I had never expected such a question. I was totally beyond my experience. In my experience, anything sexual is hard work. Not sex itself once I get to that stage, but the road leading up to it with a new partner. I usually had to battle for every little stage. Yet here was an attractive woman offering to show me her boobs, with no effort on my part. I really wasn't sure how to answer, I didn't know if she was setting a trap for me or if it was a straightforward question. With the Sara I thought I knew, it would almost certainly be a trap...but here we were watching porn together, so normal rules may not apply. Luckily Sara helped me out.
"Porn turns me on so much, I just want to take some clothes off, please say yes. It is an even bigger turn on with a man in the room."
"Yes, okay, as long as you are sure you want to." I replied. This situation was becoming more surreal by the minute.
"Mmm great. I feel so horny right now." said Sara in a quiet voice I had never heard her use.
Sara grasped the hem of her top, and without ceremony she just pulled it off over her head. She certainly had a fantastic body. And those lovely little boobs looked absolutely exquisite.
"Do you like?" said Sara laying back on the fluffy throw and caressing herself.
"Yes, very much." I replied.
I could feel myself getting hard. I wasn't absolutely sure where this was going but my cock was clearly preparing itself, just in case things went further.
"Mmm this feels so good" said Sara, "look at all those lovely naked bodies on the screen."
She was right. In the time I had watched her remove her top, the couple on the screen has been joined by three other naked couples. Where they had come from, the story line (if there was one) didn't explain. There was flesh everywhere.
"I just love to be naked." Sara went on. "I wouldn't define myself as a naturist. It is not about liberation and freedom. For me it is purely a sexual thing. I only do it when I am horny."
"I see." I replied vaguely. My cock was getting uncomfortable. What Sara said next came as no surprise on one level but was totally out of the park on a day to day life level.
"Do you mind if I take the rest of my clothes off?"
"No. Not at all, if that is what you want." I replied, trying to make it sound as if this sort of thing happened to me on a daily basis; which of course, it didn't.
With a grin of pure joy, Sara raised her bum off the sofa and pushed her shorts down.
Sara looked amazing. She has a lovely slim body and a lovely pussy with a nice dark neat bush.
"What do you think? I'm fishing for compliments of course!"
"You don't need to fish. You look wonderful!" I replied.
"Thank you. Being like this makes me feel wonderful. I love it!"
Sara got up off the couch and lay down on the furry rug on the floor.
"I love the feel of this fur against my bare skin." She said, and with that started to make angels on the long pile of the rug, opening and closing her legs and moving her outstretched arms up and down. I watched her closely. No interest in the action on the screen.
"I bet you never expected this, did you?" said Sara with a wicked glint in her eye. "Sara Sharpe naked and making snow angels on a fur rug!"
"Look, I have a pretty active imagination, but if I had been asked to predict my day there is no way on earth that I would have come up with that."
"Yeah, I bet you are not alone in that assessment. You see, nobody really knows the real me. I am letting you into my world, and it feels good." Said Sara.
"You can trust me not to share your private world." I said.
"Yes. I believe I can. Care to join me naked on the rug?" Sara said with a wicked grin. "Just one thing though. I would prefer if you undressed out of the room. Just a little thing of mine. I don't like seeing men undress."
Well, on one level I suppose I should have expected her to want me to join her, but the whole situation was now so weird, I had trouble assimilating her request. In the end, I managed to say.
"Yes, I would like that. As long as you are sure."
"I'm sure." came the instant reply.
I stepped out into the much cooler darker hall and quickly undressed. There was a tall mirror in the hallway. I caught sight of my reflection. I was fully erect. I hoped Sara would be okay with that. Based on her comments that she only got naked when horny, I guessed she would be. Slightly nervously I walked back into the warm room and closed the door behind me.
Sara had put the light off and lit several candles, making the room seem even more cosy. I noticed my wine glass had been topped up too. The actors on the screen were playing with one another with gusto now. There were cocks sliding in and out of mouths, boobs being sucked and cocks in pussies. It was all happening there.
"look at you! All stood up to attention. Such a lovely sight. I love a good stiff cock. Can I sit on it for a while as we watch?"
I considered that a bit of an unusual request considering we hadn't even touched one another yet, but Sara always had a ‘no nonsense, let's get on with things approach' so I suppose I should not have been surprised.
Sara reached out towards me and I sank down onto the warm furry rug by the fire. It did feel good. But not as good as what came next.
Sara crouched astride me and took hold of my hard stiff shaft with one hand as she steadied herself with her other hand on my shoulder. The end of my cock nuzzled up against ser soft pussy lips and then slowly deliciously slid inside her hot moist warmth. She took my full length in and sat with her legs wrapped round behind me and those lovely tiny perky boobs topped with rock hard nipples pressed against my chest. Never have I progressed to this level of intimacy so fast!
I was amazed at how easily it happened too. She must have been already quite wet and I was amazed how her tiny body swallowed me up like that. Effortless.
"That feel good?" enquired Sara.
"Feeling good is a massive understatement. It is amazing, for me. Is it Okay for you?"
"Okay is a massive understatement too. I normally have to make do with a rubber cock at times like this. I just don't get the same sort of feedback from a rubber cock when I do this."
As she said that, she contracted her vaginal muscles so hard, I thought she would crush me. Instinctively my erect shaft pushed back against her. Expansive energy matching contractive energy. We both moaned softly together.
"Amazingly good is an understatement for that." I said, when I could speak again.
"Indeed." said Sara. "Again?"
"You really don't need to ask." I replied hugging her little body tightly to me.
We spent the next five minutes expanding and contracting while half watching the characters on the screen, who were all fucking each other hard by now. I felt they were really missing something. What we were doing was just virtually effortless pleasure. I could feel Sara's juices trickling down onto my balls. We began to kiss deeply. The screen now forgotten as we lost ourselves in slow steady progression towards orgasm.
I knew that if we kept this up, I would ejaculate deep inside her sooner or later - probably sooner. It was inevitable, and I wondered if she realised.
"Sara. I think you should now that if we keep this up much longer, you are going to get a deep injection of creamy spunk. I just wanted to warn you as we are unprotected."
"Mmm. Yes! Bring it on! I want to feel your manhood pulse and erupt deep in me. It has been so long since I felt that. It's okay to cum in me. A rubber cock never does that and I miss it"
we carried on with our static sex for a minute or two more until I could stand it no longer. I felt that if I didn't cum soon, I would pass out. My body knew this too and pretty soon I reached the point of no return. I could feel my cock pulsing and throbbing.
"Sara, I'm cumming now."
"That much is obvious." said Sara in her normal sharp tone "Go for it. Go for it now. I need it."
I blew my wad. It felt so strong having built up to it slowly with no movement. Sara squeezed down tight on me as I shot my load into her. She cried out.
"Yes! Yes! Suck my tits now as you cum!"
Sara let go of me and I leaned her back and went to work on her hard nipples with my lips and tongue. This seemed to tip her over the edge and she slipped into a delicious orgasm which squeezed and pinched my cock even harder.
Our mutual orgasms subsided and I hugged her tight to me again.
"Wait, there is something I want to do right now." said Sara suddenly, "While you are still hard."
She got up off me and quickly bent down to my wet cock and took it in her mouth. It felt so lovely. Sara licked and sucked all our combined juices off, letting me down gently.
When she had finished, she came and lay half on and half off me as we lay propped up by the fur covered sofa. She gently caressed my cock and balls, while I played with her nipples and caressed her
boobs. The film ran on and on. Sara was more interested by it than I was. I only half watched it, preferring instead Sara's lovely body half on top of me.
Suddenly Sara sat up.
"Let's do that, in front of the fire." she said, pointing at the screen.
I looked at what was happening. A woman was kneeling on all fours on the fur rug in front of the open log fire. Her large breasts hung deliciously down below her. One man lay on his back below her, sucking her lush low hanging tits, while another was entering her from behind. I was slightly confused.
"Which part?" I asked.
"Fucking me doggy style from behind, of course. My tits don't hang down like that." said Sara laughing.
I had no problem with that request and promptly said so. Sara's gently stroking had got me pumped up hard once more.
Sara got up and went on all fours near the fire, facing the TV.
"Fuck me just like that." she said pushing her pert little bum upwards.
Although she was right that her boobs didn't hang and swing like the girl's on the screen those little cup cakes with their hard cherry like nipples looked just as lovely pointing down at the fur covered floor. I felt I had to give them a quick suck, so I slid under her on my back.
"Just so you get the full experience." I said "It doesn't matter they are not so big. They are still very suckable."
"That feels good." said Sara, but I need you behind me. I want your hard cock to fill me up again. It has been a while since I had a man here. I want to make the most of it. Hope you don't mind."
"Mind? Not at all!" I replied. "I don't often get an invite like that."
My balls were aching but my cock was so hard and pumped up for action as I went round behind Sara.
She looked exquisite. Her lovely slim body and her small pert bum thrust up towards me. Sara looked over her shoulder and the look of joyful anticipation on her face was lovely to see.
"Go on. Don't tease. Stick it in me now! I want it so badly."
Her wet pussy with some of my earlier emission leaking out, looked so inviting. I could not deny her this...I wanted it too. My cock was tingling with anticipation. So without further delay I nuzzled my hard bulb against her moist warm lips and slid deliciously inside. Sara's powerful and very active muscles immediately squeezed me so tight.
"Oh! That's good. Pound my like that guy on the TV."
I looked at the much-forgotten screen and saw the guy with the huge cock thrusting away hard at the busty girl on all fours. Her big tits were swinging wildly. The guy underneath her had moved away...presumably to fuck someone else or maybe have a tea break. It was his job after all.
"Okay." I said "Grip on tight to that fur." I had seen that Sara had already grasped two big handfuls of the long fake fur rug.
Slowly at first but then faster (I didn't really feel in control) I began to thrust in and out of Sara's tight pussy. I watched the length of my cock sliding deliciously in and out. Not as big as the guy on the screen, but who cared. This was real and felt so good. Judging by the happy noises coming from Sara, she seemed to have no objections either.
I leant to one side so I could see her better. The expression on her face was one of pure delight. She was grinning madly at me and moaning softly. Not as loud as the girl on the screen but again this was real life joyful sex.
Sara's little tits were not exactly swinging but they were wobbling and trembling so invitingly. Size doesn't matter.
I let go of Sara's firm bum and reached forward to caress those lovely little mounds of flesh topped with perky nipples. They felt wonderful and Sara seemed to like it too.
"Squeeze me hard and pinch mu nips." she encouraged me. I didn't really need any encouragement.
The mat was rucking up at my knees as we thrust against each other. Sara was being pushed slowly towards the TV screen. The camera had zoomed out giving a wider view now. All of the couples were engaged in the same act as Sara and I now. It almost felt as though we were part of it.
Suddenly we got out of rhythm and my wet slippery cock came out and bobbed around. Instantly I felt Sara's hand on it. She began pumping me manually.
"Ooh that feels nice." She gasped "Are you close to cumming?"
My recent emission meant I was fairly safe and should be able to go on a while.
"No. Not too close yet hopefully."
"Good. I am enjoying looking at myself wanking your hard wet cock below my body."
"Feels good to me too." I replied. " I love the feel of your fingers squeezing me."
"Wait a second. I want a better view."
Sara let go and rolled over onto her back. I knelt astride her.
"Now I can see your length better." Said Sara as she began working on my stiff shaft again. The actors were still going for it. I didn't care. We could probably still join in with the cum shots without rewinding.
Sara worked on me, experimenting with various speeds and tightness of grip. She looked fascinated by what she was doing.
"I have never actually done this very much before." remarked Sara. "I am tempted to carry on and let you spatter my tits with your creamy spunk. What do you think? Would you like that?"
I shuddered with the anticipation of that. I felt the pressure build up a bit in my balls.
"Yes. If that is what you want to do, then go for it." I could imagine seeing myself spurt on those delicious quivering mounds. It would be delightful.
"Oooh! Choice's choice's." said Sara with a huge grin. "I want to see you spurt and feel it rain down on me, but my pussy was enjoying your cock so much. I can't decide."
"Maybe save one for another day if you like. We are friends now. Friends with benefits it seems?" I said hopefully.
"Oh, please yes. I have always wanted an FWB. You live so close too! However, I am a greedy girl and I want both tonight."
"I wonder if I could manage a third time. I probably could but it might only be a dribble." I said smiling.
"Nooo I want a lot on my body. Like I said, I am a greedy girl." Sara seemed to be thinking hard, trying to decide. All the while pumping me steadily.
"I know." she said with a wicked grin. "Take me like this and then pull out as you cum. Good compromise?"
"Yes." I said. Eager to get started. I shuffled backwards a little. And knelt between Sara's legs. I was looking forward to feeling those lovely tits against my chest again. However, Sara had other ideas.
Sara raided her legs up and rested them on my shoulders. I got the message.
"Do it this way. I have never been fucked like this before." she said.
"Neither have I to be honest." I said laughing.
It took a few teasing moments of fumbling as we found our way but I was soon deep inside once more feeling Sara's legs on my body and round my neck. We soon found a good rhythm.
I was right. Nobody had cum yet on the screen but it sounded like they were about to. The first one went after a minute or so more. Sara still seemed quite interested. It seemed to really enhance things for her.
I could feel I was getting close too. I warned Sara.
"Timing. It is all about timing now. I can't wait."
I could feel the pressure building and knew I was getting close, I slipped Sara's legs down.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Oh god yes! I am so close too. Spatter me!"
I risked a few more thrusts with Sara's muscles squeezing so tightly. Suddenly I knew this was it. I pulled out, a little worried I had left it too late. I could feel the hot spunk rising up my shaft as I slid out.
It turned out to be perfect. A substantial jet spurted up Sara's heaving belly leaving a sticky trail. She giggled with delight.
I leant forward and pumped my throbbing cock and succeeded in creaming her trembling tits nicely. Ther were spatters and globules of sticky spunk all over them. I carried on pumping drawing out every last drop, it was clearly what Sara wanted. She was fingering herself with one hand and rubbing it in with the other as her orgasm washed over her. Perfect timing and a good compromise.
I couldn't wait to see her again...and hopefully before Monday. What a turnaround!
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