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Blow Job for Job Stress Relief
By: Kristin (kibles77@hotmail.com)Tom and I had worked in the same office for years. He was a married man and although I found him very attractive, I’ve never been one to be a home wrecker so my attraction was quickly filed under the untouchable category.
Although we worked for different departments, we were often in meetings together and we had an outstanding working relationship, often helping each other with projects and deadlines. On this particular day, Tom walked by my office door as I was standing in the doorway speaking to another colleague. He looked rather frazzled and I stopped him to inquire on his urgency.
Hey, Tom.
Where’s the fire?
Bill needs me to give a presentation to his board of directors. I feel unprepared and I’m really feeling the pressure on this one, he replied.
Why don’t you give your presentation to me first? I critique you. My quality control does extend beyond paper, you know.
God, Kristin, that would be a life saver. When are you free?
I’ve got a meeting at 2:00, but now would be fine, I suppose. Do you want me to check on a conference room? Or we could just do it in my office.
Now’s good. Let me go get my notes and material.
With that he staggered away, still somewhat flustered. I ended my pleasantries with my other associate and sat behind my desk, wrapping up a few things before Tom’s return. Once Tom returned, he quickly set up his portfolio and collected himself before beginning.
Tom is usually an outstanding public speaker. Today, however, he seemed very stiff and not relaxed at all. His topics were good but his presentation was lacking due to his shifty body language and insecurity in the subject.
Tom, your data is all sufficient and it sounds like you’ve got your facts strait in the content, you just seem very tense. You need to find a way to loosen up a bit.
Unbeknown to me, I had just opened Pandora’s box.
I’ve just got so much going on… at home… at work. I have no stress relief anymore… not even sexually, Kristin.
Well, why don’t you go home for a nooner?
Catherine has cut me off. We haven’t had sex in three weeks. We’ve been going to counseling and I’m sure it will get better, it’s just that I’ve never been this long.
Is it wrong to give something to a married man when he’s been denied his marital impulses?
I argue with myself over that to this day. I’m not sure what it was that made me do it. Perhaps it was the gleam in his eye or the desperation in his voice. Whatever it was, I was going to relieve Tom’s sexual frustration and tension before his meeting.
I stood up and smoothed my skirt over my thighs and walked to the door. I did not know what I was going to do. I reached for the handle to open the door, but found myself looking it instead.
I can relieve that tension for you. Were those words coming from me? It was my voice? I could hear them echoing in my brain, but I don’t get involved with married men.
I saw a flash of lust pass through Tom’s eyes and he nervously chuckled and licked his lips. His facial expression and body language betrayed him. He wanted the release. But he wanted it guilt free. He wanted it simply as an expression of sexuality. He needed and I was going to give it to him.
I leaned into Tom and placed my lips on his, slightly parting them. His tongue met my lips and mine gently embraced. Entwined, our tongues danced, electrifying the air around us. Everything seemed so quiet. There was no office noise.
Everything around us evaporated or melted into a blur. My breath was taken away. Tom was an excellent kisser.
My hands began to explore Tom’s back. He felt muscular through his soft shirt. As he stepped towards me, accepting my embrace, I felt his body press against mine. I could feel his erection growing within his pants, pressing against my belly. I was instantly wet and could feel my anticipation growing.
I reached down and gently squeezed Tom’s growing cock through his pants. I wanted to feel it grow in my mouth. Dropping to my knees, I undid his belt, button and zipper, letting his trousers fall around his ankles. I reached up a bit and hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and slowly slid them down. His cock sprung out before me. Taking it in my hand, I lightly caressed it. I pushed it strait up and lowered my head to his heavy balls. I gently kissed one, then the other. Very gently, took one in my mouth and started sucking, paying careful attention not to nick him with my teeth.
Tom became completely hard instantaneously. I ran my lips up the rigid side of his shaft to his soft, supple head.
Gently I took it in my mouth, just a little at first, then slowly more… and more. I heard him exhale heavily in approval. I knew he was enjoying the attention. I withdrew from him a bit and kissed my way down his shaft to his balls again and again I took them in my mouth. My hand continued to stroke his saliva-slicked shaft.
Oh my God, Kristin. That feels so good.
Do you want to feel really good, Tom? Do you trust me?
I… I think so…
I got up for a moment and went to my purse and produced my travel bottle of my favorite lube. Tom looked at me with intrigue as I set it on my desk and returned to my position in front of him. I took the lube and put a bit of it on my index finger and looked up at him.
Relax. This will feel sort of weird at first but will make your climax incrdible.
I put my lubed index finger on Tom’s anus and gently started to rub it back and forth. Once I felt him starting to relax a little more, I firmly pushed past the outer ring of his sphincter.
Oooooo… that feels… um…
It’s OK. Just relax. It’s OK to enjoy it, Tom. It doesn’t mean your gay.
Lingering at Tom’s inner ring, I began to lightly massage it. I returned my lips to his hard cock to distract him a bit from the sensation. Slowly but firmly I pushed my finger into his ass. I heard a light moan escape his lips as I let my finger rest and his ass relax, growing accustomed to the invading digit. When I felt he was ready, I began to slowly slide my finger in and out of his ass, in unison with my mouth on his cock.
Oh… oh… That feels good.
I simply purred seductively, not wanting to take my mouth off Tom’s cock. I felt his ass begin to loosen indicating that he had gotten used to the sensation.
At that point, I slowly with drew my index finger and put my middle finger in just a bit to moisten it. Then, holding my index and middle finger tightly together, very slowly inserted them back in. adult alt stories
Aaaaahhh…, was his hoarse and raspy response.
I’m going to massage your prostate. It will feel sort of… no… probably really weird at first, but when you cum you’ll know it was worth it, OK
Tom simply nodded his head in approval. At that point he could barely speak through the anticipation and sensation. Slowly I started to move my fingers forward sort of in a come here motion.
I felt the soft sponginess of his prostate under my index finger and returned my mouth, once again, to his cock. I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth. I took as much of his shaft in as I could, all the while giving him firm suction. He did not last long.
I… I… I think I’m going to cum…
I drew back a little bit and put my free hand on his shaft, stroking it while sucking has hard as I could on his head. I felt his ass contract around my fingers and his cock simultaneously spasm in my mouth. His salty fluid leapt into my mouth causing me to jump a bit, but I accommodated him, continuing to suck and stroke him through his orgasm.
Wave after wave of his hot, sticky cum erupted between my lips. I swallowed every drop for him. Just as his cum was beginning to subside, I gave his prostate one last good push, leading his cock into another spasm fit. I withdrew my lips and simultaneously withdrew my fingers from his tight ass.
Wow! That was something new and incredible, he said as I rose to kiss him.
I just smiled and had him give me his presentation again. Much more relaxed, his delivery was exceedingly better then it had been earlier.
You’ll do fine now, Tom. Go knock ‘em dead.
God, Kristin, I really don’t know what to say.
I’ll think of some way you can repay me. For now don’t worry about it.
As soon as Tom was out of my office, I locked the door again and masturbated to orgasm. It was a strong one and could have kept going but I had work to do.
Tom did great on his presentation and ended up doing very well with the company after that. He’s never forgotten my favor and has asked for it again a few times. He wanted to make love to me once, but I would not do that with a married man. It’s bad enough that I’m putting my lips on another mans husband.
He did finally repay me the favor one day when I was really horny. He went down on my and masterfully licked my clit to an explosive orgasm, but that is entirely another story.
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