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Fun With Slutty Milf Work ColleagueI used to work in a big engineering company and we had a number of ladies working as administrators, ranging from stunners to munters.One in particular was a single mum called Rachel, who worked part time around her family commitments. She was not a stunner in any sense of the word but then she wasn’t terrible either. Having said that, she was a bit chunky and a didn’t make much effort if the truth be told. In her defence though, being a single mum, she didn’t have a lot of spare cash to lavish on clothes and stuff and she did always make sure she was clean and tidy and when you got down to business with her, she did always smell fresh enough.Anyway, how it all got started was that one day, we got emailing each other about something work related and after going back and forth a few times, it started to get a bit frisky, but all within the bounds of decency and what have you, given that we were using company email services. After a bit of this, I picked up my desk phone and called her and we had a bit of an open chat about wanting a bit of adult fun over the phone to make the day go by. We both agreed it was fun, but this wasn’t enough for me and I hatched plan to step it up a gear.I left it a couple of days to let Rachel think I had forgotten about her and then called her.Firstly, I wanted to check that she was at her desk (it was lunchtime again) and secondly I wanted to have a little flirt with her, to make sure she was still in the mood. The next move in the game was the risky part, but it is always the part that makes the blood pump and the adrenaline flow. What I am saying is, I know she was flirting and everything pointed to her wanting some proper fun, but she hadn’t actually made the first move and with what I had in mind, we could both be sacked, so the risks were very high, but so were the rewards.Now, all the administrators used to work in one area, in little cubes, separated by those chest high desk dividers and I knew that Rachel would be on her own, as the other girls were all on lunch break. I stopped off at the gents bogs and worked up a nice hard on in one of the cubicles and then popped over to her desk. She was there working away at her screen, but said ‘Hi’ and carried on typing.I said “Hi Rachel, I just thought I’d pop over and show you this” and with that, quietly unzipped my trousers and popped my still hard cock out and nudged her right upper arm with it. Her jaw hit the desk as she turned and saw my shiny helmet winking at her.”Fucking hell, you’re brave” she said under her breath, lifting herself up out of her chair to look over the top of the divider and make sure who else was about. There was a middle aged guy called Bob two cubes away, but his head was down and he was pecking away at his keyboard in a world of his own.”Show us your tits then” I said slowly wanking my cock in anticipation and wiping a bit of pre-cum on her arm.She had a shiny black t-shirt on, which she lifted up a bit and exposed her black lacy bra holding in her saggy little tits. I could just see her pink nipples through the lace, but I could also see the spare tyre of stretch marked flesh between her tits and her skirt waistband.I reached down güvenilir bahis siteleri and slipped my hand inside the cup on her right tit and massaged the nipple, which hardened up under my touch. I pulled her shoulder strap down, so it allowed the cup of her bra to go loose and then pulled the thin lace aside so her right tit was fully exposed.I gave her light pink nipple another tweak and then bent forward and gently sucked it, then flicked it with my tongue.As I did this, I slid my hand down her flabby belly and stroked down between her legs outside her skirt, before delving inside the elasticated waistband and getting my first touch on the outside of her knickers. As I went lower, I felt the material of her knickers change from soft lace, holding in a fleshy belly, to a smooth shiny nylon. She parted her legs a little and my fingers felt the heat and dampness coming through from her soft fleshy pussy lips inside.”We’d better stop this” she said “before we get too carried away”.”You’re right” I agreed “but give this a quick suck before I put it away” I asked.”You’re fucking nuts” she said “we’ll both be in for the high jump if anybody comes through that door” nodding towards the nearest door.I had though of all this and we would have been ok, but I understood her nervousness.I relented and zipped my cock back in and saw that she had dropped her t shirt to cover her tits, but her bra strap was still hanging down her arm.”When can I fuck you though” I asked with a grin.”I don’t know, I’ve got things going on most evenings, so we’ll have to see” she teased.It went from there of course and it gradually got more and more common that I would pop over there at an opportune moment for some fun, with activities including me feeling her up, her showing me her underwear, me getting my cock out and wanking it for her and her showing me her tits. Whatever I said to persuade her though, she wouldn’t get her minge out in the office, but she would show me videos she had on her phone of her masturbating with a rabbit type dildo.I tried to get her to meet me after work, but because she finished at about 2.30 and went straight to get her offsprings from school, it was impractical.I also know she had a few other guys on the go, that she considered ‘fuck buddies’ rather than boyfriends and she used to tell me about a few things they got up to, but it was all tame stuff if the truth be told and involved a lot of web camming or pic and vid swapping and dressing up. I think this stuff worked well as she had her evenings to herself once her motherly duties were finished, but clearly she had to stay in the house for the most part or get a baby sitter. She would never tell me what sites she used or send me any pictures though, I guess to protect her identity and obviously she didn’t want naked pics of herself doing the rounds at work.Finally after longing to get into her knickers properly, one day, she told me she had a problem with her wireless internet router and asked of I could advise her what to do with it. I told her I needed to look at it really, because without that I was groping in the dark. She was a bit hesitant, but agreed I should go to her place on the way home.I mobilbahis often worked late, so I wouldn’t be missed at home for an hour or more, but I still got away a bit early and was as excited as a dog with 2 dicks, by the time my trusty sat nav took me to her semi detached council house on the outskirts of Southampton. I saw her old Fiat outside by the kerb, so knew I had the right place.It was a summer evening and despite not having my suit jacket on and having removed my tie, I was still sweating as I walked up the garden path, through the mass of abandoned bikes and scooters and the like. I remembered that she would have been to the school and picked up the k**s a bit earlier, but in no time at all, I was in and she was telling me they were out of the way, playing round at their friends house.”That’s handy” I said, putting my arms rounds her and kissing her on the lips for the first time.”Isn’t it!” She replied, opening her mouth as she said it and giving me the chance to slip my tongue in.Within seconds, I had her top up and was gently squeezing her boobs through a red bra which was unpadded shiny nylon with a lace trim around the top of the cups.”Before we get carried away are you going to look at my router” she asked between deep breaths and slobbering kisses.”Is there really something wrong with it I asked” disappointedly.”Of course, and I need to do some camming tonight” she said.By this time I had unhooked her bra and her saggy little tits were there on full display and I had released my hard cock from my trousers and was nudging it against her belly. With regret, I drew back and agreed to look at the router first.”Ok, how about you go and slip on the PVC nurse’s outfit that you told me about, while I look at it for you”? I asked”I’ll go and put something nice on for you, but I can’t promise the nurses outfit” she replied and disappeared off up stairs, after showing me where the router and her laptop were and making sure it was unlocked.It only took a few minutes to reset the router by powering it down and back up again and a few seconds more to make sure I was connected to the Internet.Now to take out a bit of insurance in case this all turns sour I thought, opening Windows Explorer and hunting for the stash of self pics that I knew would be there somewhere. They weren’t even hidden, but then why would they be, I thought to myself as I opened up hotmail and logged into my own account.I sent a few at random, that clearly showed her face and all her body parts, before shutting hotmail and deleting the recent history to cover my tracks.Now for the fun.I quickly slipped my shoes, socks, trousers and pants off, so I was there just in my office shirt, with a couple of buttons undone, then sat back down to view Rachel’s sexy pics and be ready with a nice big hard on ready for when she came back down.Most of them were stills of her sitting in the room I was in, probably taken with her webcam and the quality wasn’t great, but with a bit of delving, I found a nice series she had taken herself, I guess in her bedroom, using a mirror and showing various outfits getting removed a bit at a time. I was impressed more with the range of gear she had mobilbahis giriş than her body, but it wasn’t all bad. She had very prominent inner lips and I couldn’t wait to get to see them in the flesh.I was just rolling through them and slowly wanking myself off when I heard her coming down the stairs. I swivelled the chair so I was facing her and spread my legs so my shaven cock and balls were fully displayed to her when she came in.The outfit she had chosen essentially a schoolgirl outfit, which consisted of black shiny thigh high boots, black hold up stockings, black mini skirt and white blouse, with a loosely tied striped tie. She had no bra on, but I couldn’t see what knickers she had on at that stage.”What do you think?” she asked with a grin.”Undo more buttons on you blouse so I can see your tits and then lift your skirt and show me your knickers and I’ll give you an honest opinion” I said, taking the high hand with her.She didn’t hesitate and undid her blouse to the waistband of her skirt and pulled it wide apart exposing her saggy little tits again, then with one hand, lifted the hem of her skirt so I could see her white panties then started to squeeze one of her tits with the other, pinching the nipple and making it stand out.I had my cock in my hand, wanking it for all I was worth by this time.”Very nice indeed” I said, “now turn around and show me your arse” I instructed her, and she obeyed, bending over slightly and lifting her skirt.I stood up and walked the 2 or 3 steps to where she was and pulled the white cotton material to one side, before slipping 2 fingers right up her slopping wet twat hole. She groaned as I slowing frigged her from behind and I was conscious of my cock helmet rubbing against the material of her skirt, as I reached round and squeezed her tits with my other hand.After a few seconds of this, I had to get it into her and stepped back a bit, pushing my cock end down between her arse cheeks until I felt the hot wetness of her opening and then bent her over a bit and thrust forward, so I slid it up her barebacked. I dropped my hand from her tits to her big flappy pussy lips and parted them to get at her clit. I could feel my cock stretching her flaps as it bottomed out against her cervix and she moaned as I started to circle her clit.I felt her knees go weak and she started to sag as she orgasmed and yet I was nowhere near ready yet, having had a swift one off the wrist before I left work to make sure I could last the distance, so I got her down on all fours and drove it in and out of her for all I was worth.I had forgotten how wet young birds get having been dabbling with older ladies for a while and her juices were dripping off my bollocks after a minute or two of that.As I started to get to the point of no return I smacked her arse a few times and the remembered she had told me she liked being called a slut and a slag, so I gave her a load of abuse, which I found I quite liked too I’ll have you know and in no time, she was gushing all over again.This time, her climax make her inner fanny muscles ripple and as she started to holler like a wild a****l, I shot a good load right up inside her.Just as we got cleaned up, she heard the k**s in the garden and trying to get in the front door, so it was time to make my excuses and head off home.Soon after, Rachel accepted a council house exchange to Exeter and I never had chance to give her another session, but it was certainly one of my many memories for the diary.

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