He was horny now after that little flirting session With Mrs Nelson. He had tried before to ring Dot, but Melissa and her friends hardly left his side during recesses. He escaped and tried again on her direct line.
“I’ll ring you back, I’ve got a call waiting,” Dot said as she finished talking to Toni and hung up.
She gave a sigh of relief when she answered the waiting call. “Can you talk?” Tom asked, his voice showing his excitement
“I’ve borrowed an office mobile so ring me on this number it’s safer,” she whispered.
They both spoke at once when she answered the mobile. “I’ve been horny all day,” she told Tom. “I wanted to ring but knew that you should be in class.”
“Well I’ve slipped away to see you;” Tom replied. “If you sneak away for a half an hour, we could meet down in the botanical gardens on the river bank near your office.”
“Oh no! I couldn’t do that,” she responded quickly.
“I want to kiss you and touch you,” Tom whispered. “There’s a little boat house owned by the school, I can get the key, I row in the fours.”
She hesitated just for a minute or two. “Please come,” he whispered. “Don’t wear your panties or bra, I want to kiss you.”
“Oh hell people would notice,” she moaned. “No they won’t, just slip them off in your office before you leave. I won’t embarrass you I promise. I just want to kiss you.”
Sensing that she was going to eventually agree, he decided to push her into action. “I’ll leave now. I’ll ring your mobile in about five minutes when I get there. I’ll leave the door ajar and wait inside.”
Dot was talking to the accountant when her mobile rang. “I’m waiting.” Tom whispered.
Tom smiled when he heard her say before the link went, “I have to go out for half an hour, I’ll fix that up as soon as I get back.”
“She’s coming,” he cried as he danced around looking for places where they would have room.
Dot was full of nerves, she felt as though everyone was looking at her. She was naked under her blouse and skirt having removed all but her garter belt and stockings. They would notice if after coming to work for years wearing black stockings, I suddenly took them off and went out with out them, she told Tom later.
Only a few couples sat on seats along the path to the boathouse. As she drew near she felt more comfortable. The couples were kissing and were making sure she could not see their faces. Their cheating, she thought as she quickened her step and slipped up the path.
He had heard her coming and stood inside the door bare chested.
Dot squeezed through the half opened door and heard it closed and locked behind her.
She gasped when she turned around to find Tom closing the door. He had undone his fly and left his cock jutting out through his underpants like an old warships cannon.
“Kiss me,” he growled as she leant down so Tom could reach her lips. At the same time she reached for his cock. “Careful love,” he cried “it’s already leaking. Let me get your clothes off, we don’t want come stains on them when you go back to work.”
He stripped of her skirt and blouse and stepped back, “my god your pussy is magnificent. I love the way you have left it natural. It’s far nicer than a shaved hairless one.” He pushed her back against the work table and lifted her till she sat up on it. Dropping to his knees he held her knees and moved her legs wide.
She watched him run his tongue up the inside of her leg. She quivered in anticipation as his mouth moved slowly to the lips of her pussy. His hands held her bottom, one fingering her arse. He lifted her and slowly pulled her forward on the work table so his tongue could reach deep in her pussy and his finger could worm its way into her back passage.
Tom knew they didn’t have a lot of time, but he wanted to lick her clit until she came. He found the ability to make a woman come just with his tongue one of the greatest turn ons. As Dot started to moan and squirm, his cock grew fatter and in some way longer. His balls grew larger and the sack seemed to fill up. Her bodies reaction to his tongue would bring him to an orgasm, if he was nor careful.
He knew from last night that the insertion of one and then two fingers into her pussy while he licked and sucked her clit would bring her closer and closer to coming.
His fingers worked on her pussy, fucking as though they were a cock, while his other hand teased her arsehole. He rimmed around the edge gradually pushing a little further and further until it was in as far as he could reach.
Dot flinched when his finger was finally fully embedded in her arse. She could feel his fingers in her pussy and arse rubbing together separated only by a thin piece of her flesh. His tongue had stirred her clit until it stood out tender to touch but wanting more. She lay back as tiny shudders started to build in her stomach. “Oh Tom don’t stop darling I’m coming, I’m coming,” she groaned,
She came with a jolt. Her body jumped, and then settled, only to jump again and again as she felt as though she would faint.
She lay for a minute panting before lifting her head to look down at Tom who was still licking her pussy. “You didn’t come,” she moaned. “No but I don’t have to come to be happy,” he whispered back.
“I want you to come,” she moaned as she lifted his head away from her thighs. “Can I kiss it?” She asked.
Tom had never had a blow job; Dot had never given anyone a blow job. Her university days were ending when blow jobs became an essential part of a college girl’s skill. They both became excited struggling to find a position where there was room. Finally Tom stood while Dot sat on the floor between his legs reaching up to hold his cock, her hands caressing it. “Oh hell” Tom cried, “be bloody careful I won’t need much, I’m so bloody hot from kissing your beautiful pussy.”
Dot looked up at Tom, “You have a beautiful cock.” Before he could respond she filled her mouth with saliva and transfer it to the head of Tom’s highly excited cock. “Oh god,” Tom moaned as her tongue licked around the head. She took just the head into her mouth and seemed to suck it slightly before pulling her head back to look up at him. “You like?” she asked.
“Like it, I bloody love it,” he cried as he tried to push more down her throat. She held him by the balls, “steady lover,” she whispered, “I haven’t done this before give me time to get used to it.” She moved her mouth steadily, mostly concentrating on the tip and the head. Her hand clasped his cock lightly and moved it in sync with her mouth.
“Can you feel the tension building?” he asked as she again mouthed the head while her hands massage his balls.
“Oh yes, I am sure you could transfer all of your feelings through your cock to my mouth,” she moaned. “I can tell what’s happening to your body, but I can’t tell what you’re thinking. Talk to me, reassure me that I’m not just a slut meeting you like this.”
She kept looking up at him. Time and time again her eyes asked the question. Tom spoke to her quietly until his voice trembled and grew louder. “Oh hell, take it out if you don’t want come in your mouth” he cried.