I was not in the mood to work today and I had a full schedule of people to see.

The doorbell rang and I went down to answer it. Walking up the stairs, I could feel his eyes on my ass the whole time. When I stopped at my door, he nearly crashed into me. I gave a little sigh under my breath.

I told him to have a seat and excused myself. He caught my arm and murmured softly, "Bad Day?". I nodded and went into the bathroom.

I came back into the room and said, I really want to apologize to you for being so rude. I'm not having and good day…as I trailed off I sneaked a peek at his very muscular male body…and the definite erection he had.

He interrupted my thoughts by saying, "It's ok, I figured you were in a bad mood.. I didn't take it personally. Pointing to his obvious erection he said, this is definitely your fault.
Well, then, it's only right that I do something about it. I sank to my knees before him. He planted his bare feet more firmly on my floor as I began to work my magic on him. I licked gently around the head of his penis and then began taking him further and further into my mouth, applying just the right amount of suction.

"Oh yeah", he breathed, grasping me gently by the hair. I found myself getting more and more aroused by him. I always loved giving head.

He was really getting into it now, thrusting his hips toward my face and groaning softly.
I was getting wetter by the second and was licking and sucking him with abandon when I suddenly felt myself being pulled to my feet.

He turned me around so I was facing the bed. He pushed me forward so I was bent over it, then yanked my black skirt up to my waist. He pulled down my panties and nylons and spread my legs, then dropped to his knees and began licking my most sensitive areas from behind.

I gasped at the feel of his hot, wet tongue probing me in this way, and instantly began wriggling on the bed, moaning in pleasure.

He tasted my entire slit, exploring all my intimate folds, then began focusing solely on my clit, licking it hard and fast. I felt the orgasm approaching and began moaning in time to the rhythm of his tongue, but he stopped then and stood up, prolonging my agony further. I felt one, then two fingers being inserted into my pussy as he leaned forward over my back and whispered, "You like that?" I was whimpering now, nodding my head.

"Tell me you like it," he urged.

"I like it, I like it, do it harder!" I groaned.

He complied by thrusting his fingers into me deeper and harder, bringing me to the brink of orgasm again.

My legs were spread as far as they could go, which wasn't far considering my panties and hose were still around my ankles, and I began rocking my body back in time to meet his thrusts. I could feel the heat building deep inside as he pumped me hard with his strong hand. But before I could climax, he withdrew his fingers and I was ready to scream with frustration!

His fingers were immediately replaced by his thick, hard cock. He began fucking me hard and fast, just the way I like it, and this time he didn't deny me the pleasure of release. I bit down hard on my knuckle to keep from crying out as the spasms rocked my body. Without giving me time to catch my breath, he withdrew and turned me around to face. In one smooth upward motion, I was lifted onto the bed and maneuvered into a reclined position. My feet over my head, my ankles still bound by satin and nylon. He began rubbing his hardness along my pink wetness, not quite penetrating me yet.

I groaned at his teasing, and begged for more. He entered me slowly, going deeper with each gentle thrust, until he was buried in my soft warmth. "Oh yes, that feels so good . . ." I moaned, and he began pumping harder and faster, reducing my monologue to gasps and urgent moans. I felt another orgasm building, and began chanting, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck me...." my contractions began tightening around him. My moaning and the squeezing of my vaginal muscles were enough to send him over the edge and he came with a few more deep, hard thrusts and a muffled cry of pleasure.