When I returned to my office after a late lunch, I found my client Dianne sitting in my conference room, waiting for me, and looking beautiful, as always. She was dressed very casually, in sandals, sexy white shorts, and a gray summer blouse, which showed her wonderful cleavage and legs. Her smile was so inviting, and I felt lucky to know her. I'm Dianne's tax professional, and she came in for her afternoon appointment to finish her taxes. She brought the missing tax info that I still needed, apparently in her purse, so I figured if it fit in her purse, it wouldn't be too complicated.
We sat at the big table in my conference room and went through it, all pretty straightforward, and we were done in no time. In fact, I had a good hour before my next appointment, and knowing Dianne pretty well, I had an idea of how to make good use of that time.
"Okay, we're all done, Dianne, and you're going to get a lot of money. Shall we celebrate your good fortune, having your divorce paperwork all done as far as it affects your taxes, and looking forward to a big refund?"
"I'm very pleased, Robert, so sure, why not!"
I knew her pretty well from her years as my client, and suspected, with her being recently divorced, that she'd be ready to 'sow some wild oats' as they say. I took her hand and helped her stand, then kissed her lips. If she was surprised by my kiss, she didn't show it, but then she always was a pretty cool customer. I continued to kiss her, and she kissed me back, placing her hand behind my head and adding more passion. I could tell I was right about her desire to be a little wild now, and she made that perfectly clear a moment later.
"Are you up for a little fun here on this nice big table, Robert?" she asked with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes.
"Yes, I am," I replied, as I noticed I was getting hard. "What would you like?"
"Well, how about I get out of these clothes, and then you can start by kissing me like that again, but all over my body."
"Sounds good," I answered.
And so she undressed and stood next to the table. I moved to her and kissed her lips again, but this time I continued to her neck, kissing her softly and then nibbling on her ear, as I put my hands on her breasts. She enjoyed this and sighed in her happiness. I massaged her soft and ample breasts, squeezing them a bit and caressing them all around. Then I moved my head to her nipples and took turns sucking on each one, throwing a little nibble in as well while I enjoyed her lovely breasts. She sighed more loudly as my lips and teeth aroused her nipples, and her.
Ready to move lower, I pulled a chair near the table, pushed a pile of papers and her clothes aside to clear a spot, then eased her into sitting on the table and helped her to lie down on her back. Next, with her help rocking back and forth a bit, I lifted her ankles and pulled her rear to the edge of the table, then sat on the chair I'd moved over, and lifting her ankles, I placed her lower legs up and over my shoulders. She let her legs open for me as she relaxed, spreading her wide and making her privates very accessible to my intentions.
I ran my hands to her pussy, then traced a finger up and down her slit a few times, opening it and finding that she was quite wet already. When I leaned over to kiss those tender, sensitive folds, I could feel her slide her feet down my back and rest her legs on me, then shiver in excitement at my kisses while she moaned in appreciation. My lips tasted her sweet, feminine flavors, and her aroused sighs incited me to continue kissing her pussy.
Next, using my tongue, I licked her slit from her opening to her clit, lightly, teasing her. She squirmed on the table as I tickled her most tender skin with my tongue, over and over, her arousal growing stronger. With each up-and-down pass, I started to dip my tongue into her at one end and swirl my tongue around her clit at the other. Her moans became louder still and more frequent as I continued to lick her, her breathing more rapid as she squirmed on the table. I knew she was ready for my cock.
I got off the chair, moved it aside and stepped back, undid my slacks and let them fall to my feet, followed by my briefs. Being released from its hiding place, my erection sprang forth, and I moved up to stand in the vee of her open legs as she had set her feet near the edge of the table and allowed her legs to spread apart nicely. I touched my cock to her womanhood and rubbed it up and down her slit, letting her wetness coat its head, then slapped it against her pussy, making sure to tap her clit several times. She jumped a little at the feel of it slapping her now swollen and most sensitive clit. Her moaning sounded of desperation to be fucked, so I touched my erect member to her opening and pressed into her.
Beginning slowly, I pushed in, her tunnel feeling tight and welcoming, wrapping my cock in warmth. She relaxed and accepted my intruding penis, delighted in the feel of it entering the tight doorway to her inner chamber. She squirmed and sighed in ecstasy as I pushed deeper until I was up to my hilt and pulled back. In and out I pulsed, picking up speed while she began to rock her hips and press her cunt against me, in sync with my pushes. We both breathed harder, our bodies delighted with the feelings we gave each other, the stimulation taking us toward an inevitable climax.
To help her along, I ran my fingers back to her clit and caressed the seat of her womanhood, pushing her over the edge. Soon she was pressing herself harder against me in sync with each of my thrusts, jerking and squirting her juices onto my fingers, cock, and balls. She came with a wonderful, purging intensity, rocking back and forth and spasming while I barely managed to stay with her. She muffled her screams with her hands as she climaxed, her orgasm carrying her to untold pleasures, her spasms releasing her juices and anxieties in pure ecstasy. I continued to fuck her until my climax hit, my engorged member spurting my load into her, over and over, until I was spent.
We both finished and rested for a minute before I pulled out of her and helped her up and off the table. I grabbed a towel from the nearby sink and handed it to her to clean herself up. We both got dressed and then I used a paper towel to clean up the liquids we had left behind on the table and floor, removing the last traces of our sexcapade. Recovered completely from our dalliance, I spoke.
"Well, thank you for your business today, Dianne... and for the extras we just enjoyed," I told her.
"You're welcome," she replied. "And I think I will always do my taxes here, Robert. I rather like the special services you provide."
