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The night has finally come. The annual company Christmas Party. The venue is beautiful. Big, and yet somehow very intimate. I am one of the first ones there, and have found the table I have been assigned. I gather a few before dinner drinks, and settle in, curious to see who will be my companions for the evening. As lots of couples begin to walk in, I begin to think that I am sitting at the “kiddie table”. A few of my single associates have joined me, so apparently, the single people will be outcasts tonight? There is lots of funny comments about “us” being the outcasts of the company. I’m 35 years old, and never been married. Although I do date frequently, I have hit upon a dry spell lately. Let’s just say that Labor Day was the last good weekend I had.

As my eyes continue to roam the room, I see her. I’ve seen her before, around the office., and have always felt my manhood stir. Tonight, she is wearing a red dress, with a thigh split, complimented by black nylons, and black “strappy” heels. Her brown hair is flowing down her back, ending just above the low cut of the dress’s back. Her ample breasts are somehow firm and high, considering she’s not wearing a bra.

She looks at the table assignment card in her hand, and to my amazement, bahis firmaları looks in my direction. She catches my eye, and smiles. How is this goddess NOT married? All this time I have wasted by not introducing myself because I thought she had been taken. I already know her name is Lisa, but I have never bothered striking up a conversation with her. She strolls over, and we quietly introduce ourselves. The rest of the table are too busy talking to each other (there are now several males and females now), so I take the opportunity to stand, and slide her chair out for her to sit down. As she sat down, her dress rose up a little, and to my surprise, I could see the top of her stocking, and the clasp of a red garter belt. Before I knew it, she was looking into my eyes as I stared, and gently smiled. I immediately think my night has improved dramatically over what it started out as. Simply the glimpse of her stockings, thigh and garter belt was enough to pump blood into my penis.

As the night went on, and the drinks began to flow, we became very comfortable with each other. The conversation drifts from work and hobbies to personal lives It turns out, she has been separated for 5 months now, and this is the first time she has been out kaçak iddaa in months. She hasn’t dated since her split with her husband, and of course my mind raced, and I wondered how HER needs were getting met then? Every woman has a vibrator, but nothing beats the opposite sex when we want our animal intentions met. Everybody can masturbate, but there are things only a woman can do to a man, and a man can do to a woman.

The night goes on, and we dance almost every dance. I especially enjoy the slow dances, and as we continue to get closer, I can feel her beginning to lose her inhibitions. She will occasionally put her head on my shoulder, or grind herself closer into my always erect penis. Whenever I reach down, and cup her beautiful ass, she gently moans. Before long, we are passionately kissing. I look into her eyes, and we both agree to the obvious-it’s time to leave.

I live out of town from this venue, so I had already made arrangements for a room upstairs. On the way to the elevator, we sneak into a secluded area, and our kissing becomes incredibly passionate. I reach my hand under her dress, and lift her leg up from behind her thigh. I explore her smooth legs above her stockings, and gently make my way to her honey pot. Surprisingly, kaçak bahis she isn’t wearing panties, so I begin to massage her swollen lips. She begins to moan loudly, and in no time, I feel her juices leak out with her first of hopefully many orgasms.

She reaches down with her hand, and slowly unzips my dress pants. She gently pulls my swollen cock out, and after inspecting my firm member, begins to kiss the tip, My pre-cum is already leaking out, and she gently licks it, and smiles up at me. As she fondles my swollen testicles, I can feel my erection growing even harder, if that is even possible. She begins to slide her tongue up and down my shaft, and then quickly engulfs the entire shaft in her mouth. As she continues to manipulate my swollen testicles with her hand, I can feel my orgasm building.

This is the most incredible blowjob I’ve ever had. I couldn’t wait any long, and as she continued her magic, I released my load deep into her throat. She swallowed as much as she could, but some leaked out onto her chin. She smiled, and using her finger, she wiped the rest back into her throat. She smiled, stood up, and kissed me deeply. She suggested we go finish what we started, so we got dressed, headed for the elevator, and entered my room.

The rest of the night was the best Christmas present I could ever ask for. We spent some time together after that night, and eventually became lovers. The best is yet to cum, I’m sure…

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