With a smile and a nod ‘yes’ from Kate, I placed my palms at the base of each breast so that my thumb and index fingers encircled them. I could feel Kate’s heart beating wildly as I slowly slid my fingers up to her nipples, kneading her breasts along the way. I gently pinched each nipple–the were almost as hard as erasers. Kate closed her eyes and moaned as I did this, so I ran my fingertips over her nipples again and again to keep them stimulated.
Now that I had not only seen Kate’s breasts and felt her up, it was time to move to the next phase. So I took a page out of her book and stepped behind her.
Now it was her turn to feel my breath as I gently caressed her shoulders, back and arms, occasionally bringing my hands forward enough to graze the sides of her breasts. I then moved down and started caressing her thighs. Kate slowly started swaying as I brought my hands all the way down her thighs to her knees and back up to her waist. With my right hand, I found the zipper on the side of her skirt, which unzipped with ease. I put my thumbs inside the waist of her skirt and slowly started sliding it down. Her skirt brushed against my hard cock, which all along was pointing straight out, Once it hit the floor, I bent over to pick up both her shirt and her skirt. I placed them on the arm of the office chair and turned to see Kate now facing me wearing nothing but the heels and a lacy thong.
“Like what you see?” She asked me.
“Absolutely! Without a doubt, you have the most amazing body I’ve ever set eyes on!”
Her perky breasts jiggled a little bit as she giggled at the compliment.
“Almost done,” Kate said to me.
With that, it was now my turn to have a seat on the stool. With my cock jutting out, I wheeled to her as she stepped close to me. I put my hands on her hips, then traced the waistband of her panties all along the top and bottom. I also grazed right over her pussy. She flinched, but in a good way. It was obviously tender to the touch and felt very warm and a little damp. I then hooked my thumbs through her panties up by her hips and slid them down, never taking my eyes off her pussy. I first saw a small, narrow strip of black pubic hair. It stopped just above her pussy lips. As I pulled down, I noticed the rest of her area was waxed and very, very smooth. She stepped out of her panties and I picked them up off the floor, resisting the temptation to sniff them knowing I had her love box just inches away. I tossed them over my shoulder in the direction of the office chair, not caring where they landed.
I looked up past her breasts to see her face. It was almost as if she was an angel–a canned light above created a halo around her head. She was smiling at me as I looked back down to her pussy, which was now beginning to glisten. I caressed the folds of her labia and up to her now engorged clitoris. I thumbed it back and forth; Kate let out a clearly audible moan while her left knee buckled. She quickly righted herself, using the rolling cart to balance herself. Then I leaned in and gave her pussy a big kiss, mine lingering longer on her than her kiss on my penis.
I looked at her as she moved back. Clearly this was Kate’s show and I was just a very willing player.
“I want you to stand right here,” Kate said as she put her hands on my hips and guided me to stand in front of the client’s chair.
Then she sat in the client’s chair facing me.
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, but I did have one simple request.
“Can you leave the heels on for me, please?” I asked in a pleading manner.
“That was the plan all along!” said Kate. I was certainly enjoying her “plan” as well as her confidence and of course her perfect and perfectly naked body.
Kate then slid her naked ass down to the edge of the cushion so she could recline a little bit. Her legs were now splayed, which gave me an excellent view of her pussy, now noticeably very wet. With both hands, she started kneading her breasts, but her right hand quick slid down her belly to her love. Once there, I watched her middle finger disappear up to her knuckle. Her back arched so that her ass was completely off the chair. Only her neck on the back of the chair and her high heels were keeping her up. She actually moaned “Greg” as she worked over her clit. It was then that I realized I was stroking myself.
Kate was very rough on her love box as she rapidly moved her finger in and out over her clit. There was no way I could keep up that pace with my hand. But Kate did lower her ass back on to the chair, and when she did she looked up to see me masturbating along with her. She grunted out “nice” as she continued to pound her own pussy.
She let me know when she had reached her first climax. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she repeated in a high pitched voice. She looked right at me as she came; her orgasm face now burned into my memory. She slowed her pace for a few moments as I picked up my own pace. Another huge climax was starting to build inside me.
I watched again as Kate picked up the pace of her fingers. She was really working over her pussy! The sight of her beautiful orgasm face, her bouncing breasts and rapid fingers finally became too much to take.
“I’m going to cum!” I said through gritted teeth.
“Cum on me! Cum on me!” was Kate’s breathless reply. I inched my way up to her just in time to start spewing. Kate loudly announced she was cumming again and the first stream of my orgasm made it up to her cheek and throat. She watched as the semen flew out of my cock and onto her body. She was still panting heavily, but she slowed her pace to watch my sperm coat her body. I wrung out the last few drops; they dripped onto the back of her hand, which now rested on top of her still glistening pussy.
We both took a few moments to catch out breath. “This was…” I started to say.
Kate cut me off. With my cum still on the back of her hand, she gestured to make a “shhhh…” sign with a slight grin and without making a sound. I turned to grab a couple towels off the counter to clean up Kate. When I turned, she was licking the cum off my hand. She made another “shhhh…” motion to keep me from commenting. I helped her clean her body of the gobs of cum I had ejaculated on her. As I tidied up, I came to appreciate the silence. Indeed, any words would not do justice to what had unfolded between us.
With her shop now rearranged and our clothes back on (holy crap, her legs looked like they went on for miles as I watched her from behind when she picked up her panties and put them on. That ass. THAT ASS!). I finally broke the silence.
“Do I…”
But again Kate cut me off with her “shhh…” motion. “No, you don’t.”
If she was OK with it, I was OK with it.
We shared a “friend” kiss and a warm embrace. As I turned to walk away, Kate grabbed my arm and spun me back around.
This time, she planted a very deep kiss. For a few brief moments, I could feel her tongue probing my mouth.
When she broke off the kiss, she looked at me and said, “Let’s do this again soon!” And turned away.
I walked out of the building, mentally checking “mutual masturbation” off the list.
“That’s one hell of a list,” I thought to myself.
How much longer is it going to get?