Training room. Quiet office floor. Just me and Geraldine. Late 40s blonde. Navy skirt hugs her hips. White V-neck top dips low, teasing cleavage. Excel perfection course. She’s sharp. Finishes fast. Lunch break. We eat cold plates here. Shorten it, leave early. Chat flows personal. She’s married. Routine sex. Teen kids kill the spark. I’m divorced. Fuck around with attached women. No strings.
She sighs. Thinks she’s too old. Past her prime. Bullshit. I lean in. ‘You’re hot, Geraldine. Let me prove it.’ Eyes wide. Hesitates. ‘What if I yell?’ Rooms nearby. Scandal. Career risk. She nods. Stands. I slip behind. Brush hair aside. Neck exposed. Lips touch skin. Soft. Warm. She yelps. ‘Yikes!’ Freezes. Then melts. ‘Ok… continue.’ Heart pounds. Forbidden rush. Trainee tits rising fast. My cock twitches hard.
The Awakening
More kisses. Neck to shoulder. Nibble earlobe. Hands grip hips. She shivers. Breath quickens. No push away. Consent in silence. Palms slide up. Under breast curve. No stop. Squeeze full tits. Heavy. Soft. Nipples harden under fabric. She sighs. ‘What are your hands doing?’ ‘Right where they belong.’ Little coquin laugh. But stays put. Arched back. Ass inches from my bulge.
I’m rock hard. Pressing air between us. She feels it. Doesn’t grind yet. Curiosity burns. This married pussy neglected too long. I slide one hand under top. Bra pushes up. Bare flesh fills palm. Big nipples. Thick. Pinch. Roll. She moans low. Hips sway. Wet scent hits nose. Legs cross. Uncross. Soaking.
Other hand joins. Both tits free. Knead. Suck neck. Cheek brushes lips. She pants. ‘Viannet… naughty.’ Ondulates subtle. Heat builds. Interdit electric. Any knock? Bust. Adrenaline spikes cock.
The Climax and Secret
Hand drifts down. Belly. Skirt hem. Under. Panties damp. Trace slit. Swollen lips. She gasps. Fingers press. Rub outer folds. No pull away. Humps air. Elastic snaps. Inside. Clit erect. Slick. Circle it slow. She trembles. ‘Big naughty…’
Turn head. Lips crash. Tongue invades. Deep kiss. One hand tits. Pinch nipple hard. Other fingers clit furious. Dip inside. Gushy wet. Thrust. She bucks. Hands grip my hips. Pulls closer. Ass grinds cock. Moans in mouth. Body shakes. Cums hard. ‘Aaaah!’ Pussy clenches fingers. Juices flood. Tortures clit. Waves crash. Legs buckle.
Pull hand free. Spin her. Tits mash chest. Kiss savage. Grab ass cheeks. She rides orgasm. Grinds desperate. Slows. Nests head shoulder. We cling. Sweat mixes. Hearts thunder.
Sigh escapes. Looks up. ‘I get it now. You don’t settle ’cause you make women explode like that.’ Games thrill me. Her? Awakening. Missed years of fire. ‘Help catch up?’ Sacrifice gladly. Eyes sparkle. ‘Other trainers like you?’ Rare. But friends are. She smirks. Finger lips. Researching. Bet she’ll drain my contacts after more tests. Secret sealed. Back to Excel. Pussy pulse lingers. Transgression bliss. No one knows.