I got home from work, had a shower, got dressed and headed to Red Restaurant. I got there and there was Kunle, sitting with about 4 other people- 2 guys and their women. What I thought was a private dinner was in fact me meeting his ‘crew’.
At first I thought them to be kind of standoffish but I guess they were checking me out just as I was. And to be honest, dinner with them was amazing.
One of the guys suggested we do a little clubbing and everyone agreed. By this time, all apart from Kunle and I were slightly tipsy with the amount of cocktails we kept throwing back. Thankfully, everyone had their driver so there was no fear of anyone drunk driving.
We got to Quilox and I knew I had to hit the dance floor. I pulled Kunle with me and boy, can that man dance. You know what they say about a man who can move his body. I love it so much when a man can match me on the floor, turns me on like hell. Anyway, we danced so much till we were spent and at that point, I just wanted to go home. There’s only so much clubbing one can take.
On our way home, I felt Kunle’s fingers trace the outline of my nipples as he leaned in for a kiss. He tasted like all the cocktails we had been downing and I just wanted to devour him. If you haven’t guessed already, yes, he’s a good kisser.
I’m pretty sure his driver had his full view as the only thing we didn’t’ do was to have sex in the car. While I thought we were going to go all the way, soon, the car stopped in front of my house and Kunle refused to come in. I was a little mad but then it was probably for the best.
I decided to surprise him the next day at his office. Of course we had spent the whole morning chatting so I knew he wasn’t going out for lunch. I picked up lunch for both of us and headed to his office.
Luckily, his secretary wasn’t one of those bitchy types but an older pleasant woman who was quite understanding when I told her I wanted to surprise him. As soon as I stepped in to his office, I locked the door.
I had worn a dress with a zip in front and absolutely nothing under it.
“Hey sugar, I brought lunch. Figured you’d be hungry”. I said as I took off my dress.
The look on his face, priceless. ‘I’m hungry alright. But not for the food. I want you.’
My pussy tinged at the last words but not yet. “Well, there’s no hurry. Clear your schedule for the rest of the day. I cleared mine. But first, we eat.”
We had lunch with me sitting butt naked on his table and him struggling not to touch me. Occasionally, he’d reach out to touch me and I’d slap his hand away. Meanwhile, he had grown such a boner that my urge to sit on it was so great, my pussy was glistening with its juices.
When we were done eating, he guided me to his bathroom where we rinsed our mouth with the mouth-wash and washed our hands. Walking back out of the small bathroom, I knew I couldn’t hold it in any more as I leaned in to kiss him while he gently kneaded my boobs and stoked my nipples as we settled in the couch beside his table. I slid my hand past the waistband of his trousers and gently stroked his boner, running my hands down the length of his dick while my other hand was gently pulling on his pants.
He raised his butt a little and I pulled it all the way down to his ankles. His dick looked so beautiful, the right size and girth and best of all, he has clean shaven. I went on all fours, determined to give the best blowjob ever. I took his now hot dick in my mouth with the tip of my tongue swirling around the head and my hand massaging his balls.
I started to go up and down the length of his shaft, alternating the tempo. When I knew he couldn’t take it anymore, I pressed further down, making sure I took every single cum. The look on his face was priceless as I swallowed every single thing.
He re-arranged my legs on the couch with my pussy facing him and buried his face in my pussy. He parted my pussy lips with his tongue and swirled his tongue around the entrance, he teased my clit by gently nibbling on it and then he began to flick his tongue.
Before long, my pussy juices were flowing so much but he didn’t stop. The more he tongue fucked me, the more I came. He started to suck on my clit, building more tension and just when I thought that was all, I felt a finger work its way into my pussy.
His finger plunging into me while he found a spot with his tongue and was tickling it was beyond amazing. The combination of both his tongue and finger was too much for me and I stated to cum again, harder this time. I didn’t even care if his staff heard me as I moaned loudly.
He got up and went back to his seat, pulling me behind him. As he sat down, I straddled him and gently lowered myself down his shaft. My eyes grew big as I felt the size of his dick. It felt like my pussy was being pulled.
He began to play with my nipples as I pulled back and worked my ass round and round, up and down, wanting to dictate the pace, he cupped my ass and started to fuck me fast. With each “faster” I screamed, he increased the tempo and the orgasm was building. When it did, it was one large one. It swept over me like a wave and I knew from his moaning that it was the same for him.
“That was amazing. Race you to the house?” The mischievous glint in his eyes told me all I needed to know. It was game on.
