Sexy Parting Gifts

Sexy Parting Gifts

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Tim gets the best send off for retirement.

Summary

Tim gets the best send off for retirement.

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Submitted: September 03, 2016

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Submitted: September 03, 2016

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Sexy Parting Gifts

 

“Ohhhh, Tim!” Janet cried grinding her bald kitty-kat on my face. 

I laid on the floor of the cool server room with my pullover sweater used as a pillow for my head.  This incredible co-worker of the IT department gave me a smothering face sitting session during prime business hours!  Fucking sweet!  I could have died right then and arrived in heaven a very happy man!

This unbelievable experience was like every fantasy of Janet I ever had!  Sure, she was younger than me, in her mid-20s, but age was nothing but a number, right?  In my 50s, I still maintained my athletic physique from boot camp years ago.  I was mighty proud when Janet like the other ladies in my department I conversed with daily guessed my age a whole decade or two earlier.  Because of it, each one of them were shocked to hear of my impending retirement.  I didn’t color my hair, yet I didn’t have much grey though.  That played up a lot to the deceiving part of my age. 

Damn!  I groaned at Janet’s strong scent of arousal.  Her cream drizzled down to me and my enthusiastic tongue.  Like a thrilled dog with a treat, I lapped her up and down that heavenly slit.  Her pussy tasted like a perfect Georgia peach, so sweet and juicy.  It made my trapped pecker rock hard and hungry for some of her muff, too.  I seeped pre-cum probably staining my pants.  Too busy to care, I licked her hard little bud and soft pedals, making her groan curses at me. 

The hardest part of all this was keeping my hands to myself.  Janet insisted on this for some reason.  I was not allowed to touch any part of her except my face and head.  What a fucking tease!

The more excited the girl got the less sense she made.  Such a turn-on hearing her lose it, I grew more excited, too.  I sucked and thrusted my tongue in that divine flower of hers seeking the only meal worth having for lunch this afternoon. And, it was a damn fine afternoon from this angle!

“I’m… cum… ming!” came her shrill proclamation between her halting breaths.  Her grip on my hair was fierce, but I loved that, too.  Pain of a sort and pleasure combined with the right partner satisfied at least one of my kink buttons.  Trembling ran through her sexy thighs.  They squeezed my head, like her sugar walls around my tongue.  She gripped my hair, and then she gushed her wetness all over my lips, chin and cheeks. 

“Fuuuuuuccccckkkkk! You fuck…uhhhh!” she yelled grinding faster against my face than before.  I stuck my tongue as far out as I possibly could so she could fuck it.  Fuck she did, clear into another cumming.  Hard.

“Mmmmmm,” I moaned at her latest shuddering release.  I shut my eyes a moment drifting back in memory at what led to this amazing moment in my life.

How could I deny my favorite amongst the girls?  Janet, a curly-haired brunette handed me a slice of retirement cake.  It was German chocolate, my favorite, which she made.  Must have been some icing at the corner of my mouth that concerned her because I felt her finger wipe it off before she sucked the same slim digit.  I breathed deeply at the suggestion of that gesture.  Her eyes never left mine.  She continued to move her finger in and out of her mouth before she released it at last with a pop.  Her smile was knowing, and my cock stirred without me helping it. 

Meanwhile, all in the office enjoyed a carry-in luncheon for my retirement.  They threw it together at the last minute, shocking me.  I didn’t want my officemates to fuss over me.  I only sought to slide out without ceremony, but none of the girls would have it.  I indulged them.  The present to me was a gift card to my favorite golf store.

“Tim, you can’t retire,” Janet said leaning close with a pout and said at my ear, “Now I’ll never have the chance to fuck you.”

I stared into her gray-blue eyes stunned by her blunt words, not even sure I heard her correctly.  I looked around and saw that no one heard her but me.  The rest of the staff chatted away, and Janet stared at me seriously.  She wasn’t joking! 

I’d never had any relations with any of these girls.  We hadn’t even had so much a salacious conversation in the ten years most of us worked together.  We hadn’t even hinted or flirted about sex of any kind.  Ever.  Sexual harassment and all that, as you could guess.  Policy was clear on proper conduct in the workplace.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Janet said with her forehead crinkling up.  “You know how I feel about you, Tim.  How we all feel.”

The girls didn’t take it well that I was retiring.  I figured they would get over it in no time, however.  I didn’t think much on how my absence might affect them.  While I always planned to retire early due to my military service as soon as I was eligible, I never discussed these plans with them. 

All told me that they were blindsided by it.  Several of them cried on my shoulder in their shock when I told them.  I really had no idea that I meant so much to them!  It made me feel a little sad, too.  I would miss them, especially Janet.  She was such a go-getter.  Saucy.  Sexy.  My kind of girl. 

“I wanna see what you can do with that tongue of yours, and this is my last chance,” she told me candidly whispering at my ear.

I gulped down because I dated an older woman in her 30s briefly from another department who once told me something similar.  Suzanne said that I was such a flirt in how I always complimented her.  In all honesty, she was average looking, but had very nice tits and good legs. 

I was no raving hunk either, okay?  Totally forgettable, average looking guy.  Nothing about me stood out, only because I was a bit shy.  No one believed that about me, though.

Anyway, Suzanne transferred to another division out west several months ago.  She had been close to Janet, and in fact, Janet set me up with Suz.  Evidently, my oral fixation made it around the office afterward because well, Suz was a bit of a gossip.  Okay, she was huge gossip just like Janet.  The two of them were two peas in a pod.  They knew things about everybody that were quite embarrassing and so titillating during break. 

I shouldn’t have been so surprised that they gossiped about me as well.  I never gave them much else to talk about only because I was boring.  Point being, Suz and Janet still talked often.  Part of those conversations must have been about my particular proclivity in sexual activity.

“You sure?” I asked in a hushed tone trying to find my voice because I would have liked nothing better than for the chance to show the petite girl how much I liked her.  Janet had the cutest heart-shaped lips.  Her tight little skirts always gave me a hard-on like the rest of the guys in the office.  So this kind of talk of hers had me all fired up.  I tried my best to play it cool, but my pecker growing in my khakis gave me away.

Janet took me by the hand without another word.  Next thing I knew she dragged me in the secure server room after her.  Off came my sweater and then she forced me down on the floor.  I knew she was aggressive, but damn!  Janet definitely knew what she wanted and took it.  I loved every minute of this kind of attention!

I’ve never been the sort of man to like a lot of attention in my daily life.  I preferred coasting behind the scenes.  No ruffling of feathers.  On an occasion though, I could be a goof ball so my wife chided.  More than once when out in public, I’d make a spectacle for no good reason other than to annoy the hell out of her.  I guess I was too good at the later since Brenda divorced me! 

The very thing my ex once told me she loved about me, she couldn’t stand anymore.  Go figure, yet I’d tried my best with that tough woman for better part of fifteen years.  For some reason, I just couldn’t seem to make her happy.  To this day, I wondered if I ever did.

Janet lifted that fragrant, dripping pussy off my face, and I moaned in regret because I could have easily finished my last day eating her out.  She grinned down at me seeing this on my face.  Her big gray-blue eyes regarded me with her pleasure.  She offered me some paper towels she found. 

“We gotta get back,” she advised and winked at me.

I nodded knowing that the fantasy was over.  Shit!  My poor cock would suffer not coming yet.  I wiped my face with the offered towel given and glanced at my watch.  We’d been at it maybe 15 minutes and might not have been missed. 

Yeah right! 

One of the girls came running up to us when we returned to the breakroom.  Eva looked worried as she wrung her hands.  “The boss is looking for you!”

 

To be continued…
 


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