Company Christmas Party

I arrived an hour late for the work Christmas party. With about 65 employees it was pretty much like last year. Lots of old farts, no alcohol and would probably end before 9 pm.

It was 6pm and just getting dark.

On the way in I shook hands and hugged several by the door then made my way on in.

 Across the room this much younger than me woman was chatting with her boss but watching me. She is about 45 I think, a guess.

5’11” in low heels, long thin straight mid-shoulder dark hair. About 110 pounds, very cute to me. I’d chatted with her during the summer and she was in short shorts and a tank top. Nice skin, small boobs, just the right amount of hips and ass that says, “I workout to keep myself in shape.” A very plain Jane look. My favorite look.

She kept her eyes on me. I had no Idea we worked for the same agency. Like a hunter I skillfully worked the crowd and meandered towards her. As I got closer she stopped chatting with the boss mid-sentence then turned a bit towards me. Her boss was very aware of her focus on me. I walked right by her and hugged her boss, I’d known her for years. I turned to face this woman and we started chatting like old friends. Her boss felt comfortable with that and she moved away.

The look on her face and her big smile spoke volumes about her elation with seeing me. 

I was sure I could have said, “Let’s get out of here,” and she would have left right then with me. There were many people mingling about we got interrupted almost every sentence.

Then out of no were she hugged me and whispered in my ear, “I’m so glad you're here, I don’t do well in crowds.” I replied, “I got you love.”

The party continued on, music, food, games and useless little prizes. She skillfully mingled away from me and we wound up at the same table to eat. Imagine that! A few started to leave then she locked eyes on me and looked at the exit. That look said it all.

I got up and said goodbye to several. I was behind her and I leaned over her shoulder just as she looked up and I kissed her on the lips saying nothing and headed out the door. Once outside, I walked to the edge of the parking lot then turned and waited. Five minutes later she came out and walked right to me and said, “Let's go down to the park, where’s your car?”

The local park was about a mile away, well lit with lots of people there, walking and playing on the lit-up courts. 

Instinctively I parked at the far end of the lot and she got out then got back in the back seat. I watched her settle then I got in the back seat. Not a word was said. She climbed right on me and stuck her tongue deep in my mouth. 

It was like being back in high school and necking. With her sitting on my lap we grinded and made out for a very long time. 

Suddenly, she moved off me and frantically undid my belt and pants. I’d say the whole pull my pants down thing took three seconds.

She took all of me in her mouth and started giving me a very good, no, a fantastic blow job. There was no stopping her, I tried because I wanted to fuck her but she would not have it. 

You all can guess what happened after about three minutes. I was squirting everything I had in her mouth. She did not spill a drop and I had to withstand her continued passion. She stopped only after I went soft. I was toast.

She sat up and smiled at me. 

Oh my, her look of lust was powerful. She helped me get my pants back up and on, so that told me we weren’t going to be fucking.

Now most men my age would have called that a success and the story would have ended.

I’m not most men.

I quickly scooted her back against the door and as fast as I could, like she did to me I got her pants and undies not only down but full off of her. Once she was naked from the waist down I maneuvered her to the perfect pussy eating position. She was panting like a greyhound dog after a race when I dove in and started giving her head.

She used her own hands to cover her mouth to muffle her cries and screams of passion.

Boy, she had enough clit, a big one, that I could suck on it like a tiny cock.

I lost count of her orgasms or maybe it was one long one I don’t know.

We both were spent, we made out for another hour and I took her back to our car.

All she said was, “We must do this again.” 

I replied, “Yes ma'am.”

I got hard again as I watched her get in her car and drive away.