The beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles was situated to the west of Abbeyvale located between Grace Hill and Bushy Down and on the outskirts was the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa and two of the staff members were Kelsey Raffo and Larry Coombe and there was an attraction between them however nothing happened other than a lot of flirting in public, and a lot of self-abuse in private.
So, Kelsey decided to take matter into her own hands,
in a more meaningful way.
It was on an afternoon when they were supposed to be
working together in one of the suites, officially at least, she was Larry’s
supervisor and she had told him about the job which was in fact bogus, so
Kelsey got to the suite first, undressed and got in position.
Larry arrived at the room and used his pass key and
closed the door behind him and as soon as he walked into the room, he spied in
the afternoon light a naked buttock of a semi naked woman protruding from
beneath a towel.
He dallied by the bed and felt the start of arousal
and then when he spotted a supervisor’s uniform draped over a chair accompanied
by pink lingerie, he knew who the buttock belonged to.
So, he undressed before he knelt down and kissed her
plump cheek as the stirring continued.
Larry knew she was only pretending to be asleep, so he
caressed her bare cheek and then followed the contours towards her crevice and
probed gently between her lips, at his first touch she was no more than moist
but she lathered up very nicely, very quickly, as he stroked her, and she began
moaning softly into her pillow.
As Kelsey warmed to his rhythmic touch and her muffled
moans emanated from her pillow, he penetrated her with two fingers and frigged
her quickly until she came.
After he had withdrawn his wet fingers from her hot
pussy, she slithered off the bed and knelt in front of him so he could dispatch
her.
Larry didn’t need an invitation so he put his hands on
her waist and impatiently speared her wet pussy and she grasped fistfuls of
duvet while he fucked her, but after a couple of strokes Kelsey began thrusting
against him and moaned uncontrollably as he pummelled her and her gorgeous
little cheeks were slapping against his belly like waves lapping against the
side of a boat, and she was so hot, so tight and so juicy and with every
penetration she let out little high-pitched grunts.
Larry could feel himself on the threshold as Kelsey
thrashed about before him and then with a scream of satisfaction, she went
rigid, but he pressed on with the assault until he too climaxed and exploded
inside her sweet cunny.
After a period of post coital afterglow cuddling up
under the duvet where they mused on the surprisingly good fuck they had shared
and neither of them were in any rush to leave the bed so their thoughts turned
back to lust and a mutual oral interlude ensued which turned out to be a
prelude to another spinetingling fuck when Kelsey wildly rode his cock like a
monkey on a stick, before they had to go back to work, but it wasn’t just the
sex, that kept them in that bed all afternoon, which was outstanding, it was
because there was also love, and that made it even more special.
And because of that it wasn’t the last time they
enjoyed each other in an empty room so they set aside an hour, or sometimes
two, every afternoon to spend in one of the rooms, even when she was on her
monthly and he couldn’t fuck her tight pussy they would still spend an hour or
two in bed.
Sometimes they would just hold each other and sleep
but when the mood took her the pretty girl with a sweet nature, an angelic
countenance and straw-coloured hair would give him a tit wank or just suck him
dry.
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