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Part 2
Jean squeezed her legs together, thankful that her desk was situated in such a way that it hid what she was doing. Lionel had just called and was going to be there in only a few short minutes, but her pussy wanted attention now. She’d been in this state since leaving Lionel’s flat and had been trying to ignore it ever since.
“Judith, don’t you have a meeting?” She asked her daughter, hoping that her voice didn’t give her away. Thankfully, Judy was the only one she had to try and get out of the office before Lionel arrived. Bless Sandy for asking for the day off.
“Yes, I do, Mum. I’m just finishing up a bit of paperwork.” Judith absently answered her mother, her mind concentrating on the paperwork in front of her.
“Isn’t it on the opposite side of the city?” Jean asked, trying not to sound too anxious as her hand slipped inside her skirt, thankful for having wore one with buttons down the front…something she almost never wore…but something she was most definitely going to be adding more of to her wardrobe.
Judy looked up at the clock. “Oh. It’s later than I had thought. Thanks, Mum, for reminding me.” She jumped up, grabbed her things and rushed out the door just missing Lionel who had entered through Jean’s side entrance.
Jean, who had leaned back in her chair and freely let her hand work her pussy, jerked the hand away quickly at the sound of the door opening. With a sigh of relief at seeing it was Lionel, she stood up, moved papers around on her desk to clear a space and hopped up on the hard surface, laid back and bent her legs before hiking her skirt up and spreading them apart as far as she could.
“Hurry.” She begged as her pussy pulsed with need.
Lionel quickly turned and locked both doors then moved to Jean’s desk, sat in her chair and turned it toward her, burying his face in the swollen wet flesh, ripe and waiting for his attention. His tongue licked over the smooth flesh that pulsed in response to the contact, then trailed down to the opening of her ass to tease the puckered flesh before making its way back to her waiting pussy.
“Yesss. Oh yesss. I’ve wanted this so badly since I left your flat this morning.” Jean hissed as she gulped for air. It wasn’t going to take long for Lionel to make her come; her pussy was so needy that all Lionel would have to do was flick his tongue over her clit a couple of times and she’d snap.
Lionel knew it wasn’t going to take much more to make Jean come but that didn’t matter. He was sure this wasn’t going to be it and all of it for today. He was positive that, once Jean saw the bulge in his trousers, she would be freeing his cock and burying it in her pussy. Fucking her clutching pussy with his tongue one more time, he moved to her clit. Wrapping the tiny bud of flesh between his lips, he put his hands on her thighs to hold her in place, then sucked sending Jean bucking into orgasmic oblivion.
“Uhhnnn. Uhhhnnn. Yesss.” Jean whimpered then cried out as her back arched and all thought left her as sensation took over.
Lionel lapped at Jean’s pussy, licking up the flowing juices of her release. As Jean came back to her senses, he made a slurping sound as his lips sucked at her pussy, knowing that it turned her on. “Better than honey.” He moaned. “So glad you left your little scrap of lace at the flat this morning.” He murmured as he stood up and leaned over her.
Jean opened her eyes, her pussy already starting to crave his touch again, and looked up at her lover. Straying from his eyes down to his groin, she pushed herself up and reached for Lionel’s trousers. “Is there anything under here and in my way?” she asked, nodding toward the trousers she almost had unzipped.
“No.” Lionel shook his head, humming his approval when her hand wrapped around him. “After you left, I did my best to get rid of Alistair, which gave my cock time to recover. When I finally got him to leave, I went to the bedroom and the sight of the rumpled sheets made my cock hard again because I remembered why the sheets were so messy.” He looked down and watched as Jean guided his cock to her open and waiting pussy.
Following his cock until it had slid as far as it could inside her, Lionel finally turned his gaze back up to meet Jean’s. “Mmm…so tight and wet.”
“I…mmm…can’t believe…ooh…we’re ff…uuu…cking on…oh! On my ddd…desk…in mmm…my offiiiccce.” Jean panted out as Lionel pounded against her, his hands gripping her legs as he held them back giving his cock the benefit of going much deeper with each thrust of his hips.
“Uuuuhhh.” Lionel grunted. “Play with your clit.” He commanded, his thrusts growing in speed and intensity. Licking his lips as he watched Jean’s fingers circling and rubbing her clit, he clenched his ass muscles and pounded forward harder and harder. His balls made contact with her ass, the sound of their wet flesh slapping together filling the empty room.
“Fuck me, Lionel. Harder. Yess…harder. Deeper.” Jean cried out as her fingers moved furiously over the taut flesh of her clit.
Lionel let Jean’s legs go and leaned forward, resting his hands on the desk on either side of her body. Immediately her legs wrapped around him, her feet locking together to hold them in place. “Are you ready?” he managed to grunt out.
Jean’s pussy clenched in response to his question and she tightened her legs around him. “Hurry.” Was her only coherent vocal response as Lionel’s deep growl filled the room when his cock pulsed burning jets of cum deep into her pussy, her own cum mingling with his, dripping out coating his balls.
Lionel panted heavily as he rested against Jean’s soft body beneath him. “Are we still alive?” he managed to whisper in her ear.
“Mmm, I’m not sure.” Jean whispered in return, her brain still a bit too numb to think clearly.
“If we’re not…” Lionel took a deep breath. “I rather like it.” He managed to lift himself up on one arm.
Jean’s brilliant blue eyes blinked lazily up at him. “I rather like it, too.” Her hand snuck between them, finding the sticky mixture of their cum and bringing the coated digit up to his lips.
Licking her offered finger tip, Lionel’s eyes never left Jean’s. “Perfect brunch appetizer.”
to be continued……
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