Workplace Romance – Chicago Ch. 02 by AlwaysStiffScott

“Thank you” I replied, as Michele pressed the elevator button. The doors opened immediately and we headed down.

When the doors opened again, we followed the instructions around the corner and there it was, almost by itself, parked a few spaces down in the last row on the edge of the building, facing the runways. We opened the ‘frunk’ and placed our bags down. It was as Michele bent over to set her bag down that I suddenly remembered, I had her panties in my pocket, and those perfectly smooth pussy lips were probably feeling more of this slight breeze than I was.

I set my bag down, and closed the lid and found her turned around in the sunshine. She was watching an airplane on approach, her hands resting on the concrete wall, her blonde hair gently blowing in the breeze behind her, her tight little ass perfectly outlined by her white skirt.

I stepped up right behind her and put my hands on her hands. She instinctively pushed her hips back so her perky ass pressed against me. I kissed her ear as we watched the plane coming in to land. As it got closer, my cock began to throb against her ass cheek.

“You’re so beautiful Michele,” I whispered in her ear as I nibbled and licked. I kissed behind her ear and down her neck and she audibly moaned. I felt her ass begin to grind from side to side against me, my cock continued throbbing and thickening again. She could feel it and trapped it between her cheeks, wiggling further, knowing full well what she was doing. I had to reach down and reposition my now mostly hard cock straight up so it rested between her cheeks. Even between both our sets of clothing, it felt incredible.

We continued as we watched the plane touch down with a puff of smoke from the wheels, and short squeak, and loud roar as the brakes redirected the air from the engines. She ground back into me with more force.

I stood up straight, and grasped her hips gently as she pushed back and wiggled side to side. I looked back and forth in the garage and there was no one around. I reached down the backs of her legs and caressed her calves and began to lift her skirt. My fingers sliding slowly up the backs of her knees and up her thighs. She shuttered a little as my hands reached the crease of her ass, over her butt, and up to her hips.

With her skirt now hiked up around her hips, she stood bent over, naked from the waist down. Her cute little ass looking perky in the sunshine, her sexy long legs poured all the way down to her sandals. I took another quick look around, after seeing no one, I squatted behind her.

At this height, my nose was just inches from her perfectly smooth lips, now just about poking out from between her thighs. I could see her glistening in the bright light, she’d been unable to contain how turned on she was, and a little of her nectar had slipped from inside her, making her lips shiny. I nibbled the crease where her ass met her legs, then slid my mouth between them.

She spread her legs a little more and arched her back further, giving me more complete access. She leaned into the wall, and with one hand reached down and held her beautiful pregnant belly. In this position, it probably weighed heavy on her, but at this moment, I don’t think she cared to be in a little discomfort one bit. She moaned again.

As I extended my tongue to her clit, my nose nuzzled the sopping wet entrance to her beautiful pink folds. She tasted so sweet, kind of like perfectly ripe strawberries, with just a hint of a tang, and she coated my tongue instantly as I heard her moan.

“Oh my God,” she said breathlessly, “Scott, don’t stop.”

I slid my hands up her legs again, up to her ass, grasped her cheeks and spread them apart to give me better access to her honey pot. As I did, I let my tongue slip through her folds, dipping for a second inside her, over her taint and over her tight little starfish. She puckered and moaned again, as her pussy began pouring out her juice for me. Lubricating itself for anything that could happen next.

“Ugh, fuck, Scott,” she urged me on, “that feels so good!”

I flicked her asshole as she moaned again and pushed back towards me. I nibbled her cheeks and then slid my tongue back over her ass, and into her sweet canal for a taste. She moaned again when I refocused my attention back on her clit. With my nose pressing into her pussy, my tongue began to lash out on her little button. I could feel it stiffen against my tongue behind its little hood, so with one hand I reached around her leg and pulled her hood back, now my tongue was directly on her clit. She bucked in positive response to her most sensitive flesh being devoured. I pressed my head back and forth, my nose penetrating her just a bit with each stroke as my tongue flicked quickly over her bean.

Faster, and little harder as each moment passed. She tasted so sweet, and I enthusiastically kept licking her, feeling her writhe under the attention. I loved going down on this beautiful woman.

She moaned loudly again, “Scott, oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna cum baby!”

Her legs began to shake, I continued my assault faster and harder over her button. My free hand, pulled back, and slapped her ass hard with a painful ‘SMACK’ that echoed in the parking garage. I grasped her soft cheek in my strong hand and squeezed it just a bit too hard for comfort, and was rewarded with what I’d been thinking of for months.

A torrent of her juices squirted from her pussy, forcefully into my mouth. I released just a bit in order to catch most of it that wasn’t splashing on my face, running down my chin and neck, or down her thighs and onto the concrete. Again, she tensed and squirted, her legs shook uncontrollably. I lessened my grip on her ass and let her hood slide back over her now hypersensitive clit. I slowed my pace to lapping through her folds as she whimpered once again and a weak dribble poured from her. I now licked her slowly, all the way through her slit. I licked and gently sucked her smooth lips, savoring how they felt against my lips and tongue. I dipped my tongue inside her, making sure I got every little drop she had for me.

She collapsed backwards, knocking us both to the ground. I was now sitting on the concrete, leaned back against the front bumper of the Porsche, with Michele in my lap. She was panting for breath and she fell on top of me like dead weight, exhausted from my attention.

I wrapped my arms around her as she curled up into the smallest ball her belly would allow, and nuzzled her face into my chest. Still breathing deeply but slower, I could feel her relax against me.

“Holy fuck Scott,” she sounded excited and exhausted. “I almost forgot how talented your mouth is. That was spectacular!”

“I’m so glad your body responds like it does to me baby.” I replied, “because I love doing that with you. I absolutely love it, and damn, you taste good.”

She said, “Damn I’ve missed you.”

For a few moments we were lost in the glow of her orgasm. We forgot that we were slumped against a car in a dusty, greasy, parking garage. It felt like home for her to be in my arms, and I’d missed holding her like this.

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