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Every Now and Again
by Dave Weingart (address withheld)

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A fond farewell between co-workers. (MF, work-affair)

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Every now and again, you just gotta switch jobs or you 
go nuts. That happens to me every 2 years or so. My 
last job used to be with a defense firm here on Long 
Island (New York). No names, but if you've been 
following the economic news of the Northeast USA, the 
place figures prominently when they discuss companies 
that are going under. Anyway, a few days before I left, 
I was talking to Irene in the elevator. 

Now, Irene is what would be defined as a really "hot" 
woman. She's a little shorter than I am... say about 
5'6", but she always wears these really tall heels, so 
she tends towards eye level on a practical basis. She's 
a fairly dark-complexioned young woman, of Latin 
American descent, just about 26, and really well put-
together. 

Her tits range from large to huge, depending on your 
definition, and her ass is, as they say in Brooklyn, to 
die for. She's got long, dark curly hair, and a pair of 
lips that just beg to have a stiff prick slipped 
between them. (Later, later... don't get your keyboard 
all messy just yet!)

She had heard that I was leaving and asked, in a tone 
of mock upset, "But who's going to draw my poster when 
I leave?" (One of my unofficial duties was to draw all 
the posters for going away luncheons; I volunteered to 
do it after I got sick of all the PC-generated cutesy 
garbage. At least when I did them, they were insulting 
and vaguely original.)

Anyway, Irene sighed heavily and the thin, white fabric 
of her shirt strained against her mountainous tits. I 
leered openly down her blouse and said, "Hey, we'll 
keep in touch." As I said that, I reached up to her 
tits and squeezed gently. She giggled and told me to 
meet her at her desk after work for my "going away 
present." Now, since Irene and I occasionally met at 
her desk after work for similar activities (I may even 
tell you about them some day), I knew what to expect. 
Or so I thought!

Promptly at 4:45, I was at her desk. Irene's desk is 
off in a cubicle in a little cul-de-sac in the Finance 
department. She was finishing up some work, so I sat on 
the edge of her desk and chatted a bit. I also made it 
a point of checking out her tits. She had the top 2 
buttons of her shirt opened, so I had a fairly clear 
view -- nothing spectacular, but bras have al-ways 
fascinated me, ever since...but that's another story.

Anyway, when Irene was done with what she was doing, 
she looked up at me and smiled and started to rub my 
crotch. My prick swelled up under her practiced touch. 
Irene licked her full, red lips and slowly started to 
unbutton her blouse. Beneath it, she had a front-
closing white bra with lace trim. She unsnapped this, 
letting her breasts spring out freely. Her nipples were 
dark, but not too large, and they were already stiff 
even before I reached down to play with them.

As I twirled her nipples between my fingers, Irene 
opened up my fly and pulled out my erect cock. She 
gently kissed the head and then ran her tongue up along 
the shaft. She licked and sucked slowly on my dick, 
using only her mouth. I pushed my hips forwards, trying 
to get my cock into her face. But she kept it outside, 
kissing and slurping up and down the whole length.

Irene lifted up her skirt, pulled off her panties and 
started to play with her snatch as she sucked on my 
pole. Soon, the tangy smell of her ex-cited cunt filled 
the air, getting me hotter and harder. She rubbed both 
her hands into her snatch, coating them with her sweet 
cream. Then, she stopped sucking on my cock and rubbed 
her hands over it, covering it thickly with her pussy 
juices.

She jerked me off with both hands, using her pussy 
juice as a lubricant. Her fist rubbed up and down the 
shaft of my cock, squeezing and massaging the head. 
Every now and again, one hand would descend to her twat 
and come back with another load of her sweet cream to 
rub on my prick.

I started thrusting my dick into her hands. I could 
feel a massive flood of sperm gathering in my balls, 
ready to spurt out. Irene must have sensed it too, 
because she started rubbing my cock harder and faster. 
Her hot fingers massaged her cuntal juices into the 
head of my prick. The pressure of her fingers and the 
smell of her snatch put me over the edge.

The orgasm that I had was one of the all-time great 
cums of my life. My thick, sticky cream exploded 
outwards to catch her on the face, the tits, the hands. 
With each stroke of her fingers, I shot more cum onto 
her. Irene opened up her mouth to try and catch some on 
her tongue. There was plenty to spare for her. A huge 
amount was on her cheeks and chin. It dripped down to 
mingle with the sperm that already coated her tits.

Irene licked the cum from her hands. Then, she pulled 
me downwards until I was kneeling in front of her 
chair. She spread her legs in front of me and began to 
stroke her snatch. Her fingers disappeared into the 
soft, moist folds of her cunt as she started to finger-
fuck herself faster and faster. Her hand was a blur as 
she rubbed her hot pussy. Her legs shook as she came, 
and she relaxed.

I reached out and started to play with her twat. Her 
sweet pussy juice glistened on her thighs. Despite the 
orgasm she'd just had, Irene sighed as I leaned forward 
and began to lick her clit. I looked up at her as she 
began playing with her tits. Her fingers rubbed my 
semen into her brown and stiff nipples. Lifting her 
cum-splashed globes to her mouth, she sucked on them 
gently.

Irene spread her legs wider and started pumping her 
hips back and forth as my tongue slid up and down her 
steaming slit. As her legs moved farther apart to allow 
me full access to her snatch, her ass slid forward on 
the chair. Soon, she was right on the edge, with her 
pussy and asshole wide open. I gently sucked on her 
clit while I ran my fingers up into her dripping slit. 

Her tight cunt writhed around my hand as I inserted 
three fingers deep inside of her. She moaned and 
started to fuck my hand. Her juices flowed even 
heavier, and I ground my face into her twat. Finally, 
she grabbed my head and tried to shove it into her 
snatch. I licked furiously, until she came. Her thick 
cream flowed down from her snatch into her pulsating 
asshole.

I didn't want to stop eating her twat. She smelled and 
tasted so hot that I kept at it. This time, however, I 
took my index finger and started rubbing it around the 
edge of her puckered brown asshole. It was already 
coated with her cum, and more was flowing down from her 
cunt. Irene bit her lip and shuddered as I slowly 
inserted my finger into her tight back door. Almost 
immediately, the flow of juice from her quivering pussy 
increased.

I wriggled and twisted my finger as I pushed it deeper 
up inside Irene's ass. As I did, I kept licking on her 
clit. Irene anus clenched tightly as my finger slid in 
and out of it. I practically jammed my finger all the 
way up her ass and rotated it at high speed as I ran my 
tongue up and down her juicy cunt. 

Irene gasped a bit and started trying to ass-fuck my 
finger. She slid her shapely butt back and forth on the 
chair as I ate her snatch. Another major-league cum 
rocked her body. It was accompanied by the biggest 
flood of pussy cream I've ever tried to eat. Her 
butthole gripped my finger, and her pussy was doing 
it's best to reenact the Great San Francisco Quake of 
1906.

By this point, I was super-hard. I stood up and started 
to rub the head of my dick into her still-dripping 
pussy. Irene smiled and grabbed my stiff cock. Her 
agile fingers guided my prick up into her cunt. Almost 
immediately, I thrust forward, sinking my rod to the 
max in her twat.

The folds of her snatch enveloped my prick. She pulled 
me into her. My balls were slapping up against her 
asshole with every thrust. Irene's tits pressed against 
me. Her nipples stuck stiffly into my chest. She 
wrapped her legs around my waist as we fucked. Her 
hands sunk down behind her buttocks. She started to 
massage her own ass, and from the feel of her fingers 
up against my balls, it was pretty clear that she was 
finger-fucking her asshole the way I'd just done.

Just the thought of Irene fingering her butt started my 
sperm boiling. I started humping her faster and faster. 
Both of us were really getting into it. My cock slid in 
and out of her pussy. Her cunt lips pulled and tugged 
at my dick, until I could take no more.

I shoved my prick deep into her slit as the sperm began 
to spurt out of my rod. With each new poke into her 
molten crack, more creamy cum shot up in-side her. 
Finally, the two of us collapsed, sweating and 
exhausted. We smiled at each other.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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