A Colleague Becomes More

A Colleague Becomes More

I met Brad when he started a job where I work. I didn't really pay him much attention, since he was married. We went to lunch together, sometimes with a group, occasionally just the two of us. After he had been there about three years, Brad and his wife decided to get a divorce. Brad moved out into a hotel. He was really taking it rough and asked if he could call me at home; I gave him my number. That night, Brad called and we talked for a while. He asked if I would come see him at his motel the next day, which was a Saturday; I agreed.

So the next morning I drove to Brad's hotel and knocked on his door. When he opened the door, he was barefoot and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt instead of the business casual attire I was accustomed to seeing. His hair looked soft and just-out-of-the shower-damp, not stiff with the styling gel he usually applied. And the most noticeable difference: he wasn't wearing his glasses, so his mesmerizing blue eyes made me melt.

I stepped inside, and he embraced me in a warm hug. I could smell the soapy-clean aroma of his body, and I could feel his well-muscled chest and arms. And as he continued to hold me close, did I detect the beginnings of an erection? I could feel my pussy starting to tingle at the thought.

Brad took my hand and led me to the bed, where we sat next to each other.

"I've been wanting to kiss you for a long time," he murmured, locking my gaze with those deep blue eyes. "Would that be OK?"

I nodded, and he leaned in and gently brushed my lips with his, lingering there. I touched his face with my fingers, and his lips pressed more firmly against mine. His tongue gently probed between my lips. I felt dizzy as he continued to kiss me, gently searching, our tongues exploring each other. I barely noticed when he took my hand in his and guided it to his lap. His full erection beneath his jeans made me gasp. He pulled his lips away from mine and smiled a little grin. "Do you like that?" he asked. I could only nod as his eyes continued to hold me spell-bound. "Would you like to get more comfortable?" Again, I nodded.

Brad guided me to my feet and unfastened his belt. When he unzipped, I gasped again as his cock sprang out; he was "going commando". I started to salivate like one of Pavlov's dogs. His cock was huge. Truly, he could give some porn stars a run for their money.

He stepped out of his jeans and started kissing me again, as his obviously experienced fingers undid my belt and unzipped my jeans. I backed away from his kisses and stepped out of my jeans, revealing my skimpy black bikini panties, then removed my top. Brad's eyes dropped from my face to my small, pert breasts, then down my belly to my panties. He slowly trailed his finger along my crotch, as another moan escaped my throat. Then he slipped a finger under the top edge of my panties and coaxed them down, kneeling as he did so. He looked up at me with a question in those blue eyes. "Oh, yes," I answered. "I knew you'd be shaved," he murmured as he nuzzled his face against my mons, then slowly rubbed my swelling clit with his thumb. I ran one hand through his soft brown hair while letting my other hand rest on his shoulder to keep my balance. Then I felt his tongue dart, feather-soft, from my clit to my pussy, spreading those lips like he had done before with the lips on my face.

As my legs began to tremble, Brad eased me backward onto the bed, with my legs dangling over the side and my pussy on the edge. Brad pressed a little harder with his tongue, then inserted his forefinger into my wet pussy. He flicked his tongue on my clit while pushing his finger in and out. While doing so, he let his other hand travel slowly up my belly to my breast. Cupping my breast he played his thumb across the nipple, flicking it like his tongue was flicking my clit. The simultaneous stimulation was almost too much to bear, as I felt whole body building toward climax. Although my mind was already entering that plane of another universe, I was aware enough to be surprised by my body's rapid response; it usually took me a long time to orgasm.

Brad gently moaned as he continued to play with my body, taking pleasure in my response. Suddenly my mind was gone to that other universe as my body bucked with intense orgasm. Brad pulled his face away, but kept pressing his finger into my pussy until I stopped convulsing. I managed to gasp, "stop". He withdrew his finger and eased onto the bed beside me, sliding his arm between my legs so it pressed against my pussy. The pressure was sublime, and I convulsed a few times with mini-orgasmic "aftershocks".

"Come over here," I whispered. He eased himself all the way onto the bed, his cock saluting proudly. Touching his balls lightly with one hand, I leaned my face near his cock. Then, grasping his cock, I rubbed it over my eyelids, along my cheeks, and brushed it with my lips. I slowly licked it from the base to the head, smiling as it twitched in anticipation. I teased the head a little with my tongue before enveloping it in my hot, wet mouth. Up and down, taking in a bit more of him each time. His cock was so big I couldn't get it all the way in my throat, but I grasped the shaft with my hand, letting the saliva drip down and lubricate it. Each time I lifted my mouth up to the head, I twirled my tongue around it. Brad moaned, "Oh my God, that feels so good."

Then I shifted my position so I was between his legs, which he spread wider in response to my hand's gentle pressure on the inside of his thigh. I continued to stroke his cock with my hand, but focused my tongue on his balls. I lightly passed the thumb of my other hand over his anus, and he let out a soft gasp, "Ah!" I looked at his eyes and saw that his gasp was in pleasure. I let my tongue drift lower and flicked the tip over the clean, puckered hole. I felt his cock and balls grow even harder, and I could tell he was controlling his urge to cum. Continuing to rub his anus with my thumb, I returned to licking his engorged cock, my saliva dripping down its length. He caressed my long blonde hair, moving it away from my face so he could watch my ministrations. At last he could contain his orgasm no longer. "Oh yes, ah! Yes!" he moaned. I withdrew his cock from my mouth so I could watch as his cum spurted in an eruption that pulsed in an arc over his belly. I grinned at him, still gently caressing his balls until his cock stopped squirting. I licked the last few drops of cum from the tip of his cock, as he grabbed some tissues from the night stand and wiped his belly. "Kiss me," he demanded. I moved up and put my lips to his, as he tasted his own juices in my mouth.

We lay next to each other for a good while, stroking each others' bodies, whispering an occasional word, both of us knowing there would be a next time.