Nigel Guy was new to the area having moved to Purplemere from London
after a very acrimonious divorce.
He was a relatively good looking man who was fast approaching his 40th
birthday, with a good physique and short sandy hair, greying at the temples and
piercing blue eyes.
He also had an eye for the ladies, which was why he was now divorced,
but he planned on turning over a new leaf and leaving his philandering days
behind him.
His reason for moving to Purplemere in particular was the Woodhill
Heath Centre where he had landed the job as practice manager.
The senior partner was Dr Celeste Hanley, a tall woman in tweed with
Chestnut hair, a round arse lovely long legs and huge breasts, who was in her
mid-forties and just the kind of woman he would have shagged in his previous
life.
But he was a new man and besides she was a lesbian and was actually in
a relationship with the practice nurse Linda Barnes, a skinny blonde girl ten
years her junior.
But the fact the Celeste was playing for the other side didn’t stop
him ogling her lovely long legs or her impressive cleavage at every
opportunity.
And Linda’s sexual orientation didn’t prevent her from flirting with
him outrageously on a regular basis.
As Celeste was the senior partner Nigel was required to have almost
daily briefings with her on his progress.
And he took those meetings as an opportunity to stare down her blouse
at her huge round tits in their lacy hammocks, or look at her gorgeous round
arse when she bent over, which he was pleased to note she did rather often.
But after he’d been at Woodhill for a few days short of three months,
while they were preparing the quarterly reports he discovered two very
significant things, first that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and second that
she played for both teams, and furthermore she wanted him to play on her team
and he ended up shagging her bent double over her desk.
And when he was on the last syrupy strokes, her girlfriend Linda burst
in on them, but he was at that blissful point where there was no force in the
universe that was going to stop him from exploding inside her, or to stop her
wanting him to do so for that matter.
As a result he had to shag Linda as well which was very pleasant and
they had had a number of group sessions since that day, but what he really
enjoyed was being able to give Celeste his full and undivided attention.
So whenever an opportunity to enjoy Celeste’s heavenly body presented itself he grabbed it with both hands.
For example on the day of an important conference call with the local
NHS Trust.
Nigel had been looking at Celeste very lustily all morning, she was
wearing a new blouse of ivory silk and the
large smooth white cups of her bra were visible thru the translucent fabric of
her blouse and the deliciously dark circles of her areolas showed clearly.
But he had to put his lust aside for the duration as the call with the
Trust was particularly important.
The call was scheduled for 11am in the small meeting room and Celeste
was already sitting at the table.
“Five minutes Dr” he said from the doorway and to the staff he added
“Absolutely no interruptions”
“What about emergencies?” Mrs Clarke asked
“No exceptions” he replied and closed the door and turned the key
He walked towards
where Celeste was sitting with all the relevant documentation in easy reach of
her trembling hands and stood behind her.
“Just relax” Nigel
said and put his hands on her shoulders and peered down inside her gaping ivory
blouse to the magnificent breasts encased in the smooth cupped white bra.
“You really need to
relax” he added and then without further preamble he plunged his hands inside
her gaping blouse and displace the white cups and replaced them with his hands
and gently groped her globes.
“We haven’t got time
for that” she said and pulled his hands out “we only have a few minute”
“We have an hour
because the conference call has been postponed until this afternoon” he replied
“Oh” she murmured and
fed his hands back inside her bra
“Good choice Doctor”
he said and bent down and kissed down into her mouth as his fingers toyed with
her nipples.
He spun her chair
around and knelt in front of her and resumed the kiss as she unbuttoned her
blouse and liberated her breasts, his hands went up her skirt.
She broke away from
his lips and redirected his mouth towards her proud pink nipple and he
obligingly sucked it as she played with the other one.
Her breasts were
rising and falling and he could hear her heart pounding in her chest as he
fingered her though her tights and knickers and very quickly the fabric was
slipping and sliding on her wet gash until cream oozed through the cloth.
Celeste wriggled and
squirmed in the chair and was panting in course rasping breaths until she cried
out in orgasm.
He reached up under
her dress with both hands and smartly yanked her tights from her cheeks and
down her thighs to her knees, then he went up there again for her pants this
time she obliged him by lifting her arse off the chair and the lace panties
rolled easily off her buttocks and he gently pushed her legs back until her
knee’s rested on her magnificent tits so that when he looked lustily down at
her pink pussy it was inviting him to lick it out, and with a hand behind each
knee to hold her open he plunged in to the salty rime and licked out her
clamshell.
“Oh God Nigel” she moan as he licked her out and she gripped the chair as he
continued to work on her with his tongue until very soon she came and he raised
his head licking her rime from his lips and roughly pulled her tights and
knickers off over her feet.
“Do it now” she begged “do it now?”
and she sat back in
the chair with her thighs wide open and her pussy on the edge of the chair and
he quickly obliged her, so as Celeste held tight onto the arms of the chair,
Nigel rocked the reclining chair back and forth sliding her juicy quim on and
off his cock and all the time she was biting her lip and rolling her head from
side to side as he rocked the chair faster and faster.
Finally Celeste drew
hers knees up to her chest and moaned into the folds of her skirt as the chair
began to squeak under the frenetic strain and they both came.
Redressed and recomposed he opened the door and said
“I think that went well Doctor”
“Yes let’s hope it goes as well next time”
“Oh I’m sure it will” he said
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