(Part 01)
Paul Lipscombe woke up exceptionally early and exceptionally horny, which was not unusual in itself, but on this particular morning he was to horny for words and he wanted to quench his desire in whichever body of water he could find.
So with the day beginning with the dawn horn, he needed to find a recipient for his lust.
There were a number of local girls who had been on the receiving end in the past and he knew that more than one of them would willingly open up for him again.
However on his way to find one of them, he spotted Belinda the gardener, she hadn’t yet had the pleasure of him despite his many efforts, so he indulged in a bit of commando style stalking of her and he managed to get his hands within inches of her bulbous breasts before she beat him away.
So then he reverted to his original plan and by the afternoon he was enjoying Jenna Stimson, things were progressing very nicely indeed he had her stripped to the waist, her nipples were misshapen and red from his suckling, and her leggings and knickers were around her knees and he had just got two fingers into her cunny when her mum arrived home early from work.
As a result he had to duck out of the back door sporting a rather large hard on and with aching balls he went in search of fanny, any fanny.
He went into town and was still very horny and so headed for Hollins, Cooper and Baker who were the firm of Purplemere Solicitors handling his divorce.
It was during a meeting with Lindsay Baker that they first made a “connection” and during the meeting an invitation was extended for him to return to the office that evening when they made another connection, namely her hot pussy with his erection.
He would have liked to get inside Lindsay right at that moment but it was not to be, she had flown to New York with her husband for a shopping trip so his target was Samantha Miles who was the receptionist at the firm.
On his first visit he gazed lustily down her top at her quite pleasing rack restrained in a pink satin bra, and when she realized he was staring at her baps she quickly covered herself up and let out a rather disgusted exclamation, but then she smiled at him and blushed.
The straight laced prudes’ always turned him on, partly because of the challenge but more often than not because they turned out to be really slutty beneath the façade.
So he returned her smile and asked
“Do you have anything with the address and phone number on?”
“Oh yes” she replied eagerly “I could give you one of my cards”
“Thank you….”
“Samantha” she said “Samantha Miles”
“Thank you Samantha”
He wasn’t sure if he would ever call her but he had learned to keep his options open.
Paul didn’t plan on spending the evening with her, a quick shag over her desk would do for him, but he would need to take her for a drink afterwards at the very least.
(Part 02)
He went upstairs and stopped at the receptionist’s desk, which was deserted, and waited.
It was quite late in the day, not as late as when he had his special consultations with Lindsay, but late enough that everyone had left for the day.
He wasn’t there more than a few minutes before the busty blonde receptionist appeared surrounded by a cloud of freshly applied perfume.
Although Paul was more interested in her natural scent rather than her perfume but it was very pleasant nonetheless.
“Hello you look lovely” he said and moved in for a kiss which he fully expected to be one of those air kiss affairs but Sam had other ideas.
She planted a kiss straight on his lips and as soon as mouth met mouth her tongue engaged his tongue in oral combat and they wrapped themselves in a tender embrace which soon gave way to urgent caress, when their eager hands fumbled their way into uncooperative clothing.
Eventually he succeeds in his wanton eagerness to reach the yielding flesh inside her lacy bra and cupped the prizes he coveted.
Paul thought things were progressing very nicely indeed he had her virtually stripped to the waist and was suckling her nipples in turn and was beginning to make inroads up her skirt when she was startled by a noise and she pushed him away.
“We have to stop” she said “Someone might see”
“Damn I was enjoying that” he said as he watched as her fine breasts topped by wet nipples, misshaped and red from his attention, were rehoused in their lacy confines.
“So was I” she admitted “We can go to mine”
They went down the stairwell towards the basement carpark but stopped half way down for a kiss which soon reignited passions flame and hands began to grope and fingers probe until Paul had her tights and knickers around her knees and two fingers deep into her cunny and Samantha rasped and gasped and dug her nails into his flesh and he had her close to the edge when a stairwell door opened and closed either above or below and she pushed him away and pulled up her drawers.
“Someone is going to see us” she said nervously
“Let’s go then” Paul said and took her hand and they ran down the stairs
When they reached her car Samantha fumbled for the car keys in her bag and failed.
“Your hands are shaking” he pointed out
“I know that’s your fault” she said and tipped the contents of her bag on the bonnet.
“Why?” he asked innocently
“You know why” she replied “because you’ve got me so horny, and I’m going to stay horny until I get you home, which isn’t going to happen if I can’t find my bloody keys”
“You don’t need your keys for what I have in mind” Paul said pressing up against her and he began undoing the buttons of her blouse one by one by one.
“Does it involve waiting until I get you home?” she asked
“No”
“Thank god” she replied and turned her head to kiss him.
He slowly undid another button then another and then another until the blouse was opened to the waist, and he tugged it roughly from her waistband.
Then he liberated her great globes from their lacy confinement and groped them as she snorted.
Paul pushed her forward so she was bent over the bonnet and hitched her skirt up and pulled her knickers and tights down.
And already knowing the temperature of the water he plunged right in and speared her over the bonnet of her car until her scream echoed around the basement car park and her alarm went off.
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