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Rare chanceI needed to go into work to complete a project, on a Saturday, expecting to be the only one in the building. When I got there, I was the only one there. It was a single story building ad the windows were closer to the ceiling so no one could see in or without climbing on something first. It held only two separate businesses, one related to advertising and one was for insurance. I had worked for about an hour when I heard a knock on the door. Since I was alone, I asked who it was. And it turned out to be Jeff, one of the younger Insurance agents next door. I opened the door and Jeff was standing there smiling wearing a pair of jeans. Normally, he’s in a shirt, tie and vest with nice fitting dress pants. The way Jeff’s pants fit him always made my heart pound. He was always friendly to me and today was no exception. He had seen my car in the lot and said he thought he would ask if I wanted to share a pizza in about an hour. I said yes, of course. I love pizza and though we seldom saw each other, the idea of Jeff ‘s company would make work twice fast to be done by our lunch. About 45 minutes later, Jeff knocked at the door. The pizza was ready in their conference room and he had brought some beer, too. He seemed awkward as he told me. His eye didn’t want to meet mine and he acted shy and unsure. His hands were clenched and jammed into his jeans pockets making them tighter in the thigh and pouching in his basket. When he caught my glance he looked down to. Then half smiled at me, and with a wink said, “See ya’ soon”. I nodded, adding, “I’ll be right over.”Jeff was on the far side of the table. The Pizza box, two paper plates and the 6 pack of beer sat almost in front of him. As I sat down, I told him I finished my work so this was a good way to end my day. “Oh, great. Great!”, he said as he nodded his head, tuzla escort and then he added, “Nice.” He said it with an impish grin that made me wonder what he was thinking. Right after that, he was back to his old self and we started digging into the pizza, drinking beer and talking like new best friends. We were really enjoying each others company. Every once in a while, Jeff’s hands slid down into his crotch, and, from the movement of his shoulders, I thought he was rubbing his thigh. The beer was gone and our meal was starting to get cold but our interest in each other had started heating up. We talked about college, interests, music, and some stuff that was only interesting because he wanted to talk about it. At one quiet point, Jeff excused himself to go take a piss. As he stood up, he didn’t even try to hide that his zipper was half down, exposing the mesh fabric of a jock strap and his cock firmly pushing to the left side of his jeans. He looked up at the ceiling and with a big slow stretch, slowly turned to move away from the chair. I always liked the shape of his butt in dress pants, but in jeans, it was awesome. My heart was racing thinking about it framed by the straps of his jock inside his jeans. I didn’t want to move. It was a very long time before I heard the flush. A long time to me any way. He walked out of the bathroom shaking his head. His zipper was wide open and belt only connected at the first notch, not tucked in his belt loop. His head still shaking, he said, “I got a problem.”. He came over to my left side, stood starring me up and down, and exhaled. “I get horny around you.” Looking straight down into the defined bulge firmly mounded in his unzipped crotch he asked, “Can you help me out?” Before I could answer, he undid his buckle and pulled his pants down along his thighs. He stepped closer, tuzla escort bayan putting one hand on my shoulder and rubbing it. I could only stare at his fine jock strap that enclosed his hard-on inches from my face. I didn’t say a word and I didn’t move my eyes. I responded by moving my chair, directly facing him, and then I dove in face first to nuzzle every inch of the fragrant sac he set before me. The heat of his erection made a musky sweat at the base of his balls. It was intoxicating.Pulling the waist strap down, my nose and face came in direct contact with all of his sexual aroma. Dropping to the floor, I relished the fullness of his balls with my nose and lips. Holding the firm orbs of his butt in each hand, he moaned as my tongue traced the length of his cock on both sides. He slipped his hand under my chin my and said, “Let’s go to my boss’s office.” I wasn’t going to argue.We shed our clothes on the secretary’s chair and walked into office. There was a small table in one corner, a big desk with a leather high back chair and a saddle mounted on a sawhorse. Jeff grabbed me and breathed in my ear. “I’ve been wanting you so bad. I have to let you know what I want and how I want it, but,…” he paused, grabbing my ass and squeezing both cheeks, “…we’re going to end it with me fucking you like crazy, for as long as I want. You ready for that?” I didn’t respond. He continued, “I’ve got two full low hanging nuts full of cum with your name on it.” I smiled, and dropped to the floor in frontof him. He pushed me back slightly and tilted my head up. The back of my head was being braced by the saddle and let him step forward and start fucking my throat. The saliva drooled from my mouth as he vigorously plunged his thick shaft over and over again. For over fifteen minutes my mouth was his fuck hole. He bent escort tuzla over the saddle and ground his beautiful dick to its climax. His first cum shots were bitter, followed by sweetness and then the taste of pure ambrosia that forced me want to swallow every drop. After that, his body was mine to explore without even thinking of the time. He moved when I wanted him to, and let my tongue roam freely exploring his every taste and texture . The next time he came I was eating his ass with his legs up in the air on his boss’ desk. It shot thick juicy sprays of cum on his chest and torso. I loved watching his body jerk and twitch as he released his seed. I promptly licked up all of it before it went cold. The light was fading from the windows when Jeff slapped my ass and said, “It is time I give you a damn good fucking. It’s going to take a while since you did such a good job of draining my nuts, but, your ass has fuck me written all over it.” I was ass tilted up on the floor, legs raised up over my head on the desk and curled urled sideways being held tightly to the saddle as he delivered a 45 minute, unbridled pounding fest to me. As he built up to the climax, his mouth was at my ear with hot, heavy and short breathing. My mouth was gaping open from the sensations he was delivering to my body. He grabbed my chin and smothered me with deep tongue French kiss as I felt the throbbing frenzy of his jizz being expelled deep within me. We laid there for a bit as we regained our breathing. He finally spoke and said, “I know you loved that as much as I did.”. His cock was still hard and spasming in my raw asshole. I was worn and exhausted. I felt the rise of his shaft begin to fill my sensitive ass tissues. He whispered, “My whole body says we should stop, but, my cock is in charge now and it wants to fuck you again.”. And he did.I found out on Monday that Jeff was there on Saturday to pack up his stuff and he had taken a new job in the city. It was only by chance that both he and I was there alone that day.I never saw him again.

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