I tried to pretend that everything was the same. I’d made up my mind that I was just going to act normal and let him come to me.
“Hey, sorry I’m a bit later,” Darren said. “Crazy day at work.”
“It’s ok. We were just doing bedtime,” I said.
Darren hugged his son. “Hey, buddy. I missed you today. I hope you had an awesome day.”
Bobby told Darren all about it in his sweet little voice. Darren doted on him and told him how proud he was. “I love you, buddy. You have a good night. Sleep tight.”
Darren and I left the room. “I wish I could spend more time with him. I swear today it seemed all I did was clean up other peoples’ incompetence.”
“I’ve had days like that,” I said. “There is some mac and cheese downstairs if you want.”
“Ah, I’m not that hungry right now, but thanks.”
“No problem,” I said.
Standing there with Darren in the hallway all of the emotions and feelings I’d been holding onto all day came to the surface. One moment he was talking to me and the next we were both locking eyes right there and I could feel him moving towards me. His gaze was full of desire and he was licking his lips seductively. His hand came behind me and rested on my lower back.
He leaned into me and before I could wrap my head around the fact that this was happening, he kissed me hard on the mouth. His strong lips covered mine completely. I was really here and I was kissing him.
I’d thought about this in so many different ways wondering how it was actually going to happen and how good it would be but nothing could have prepared me for this.
His hands moved lower until they were grabbing my ass, gripping each cheek in each hand respectively. I was glad I’d worn a skirt tonight. It rested just over my knees and as he squeezed my ass the skirt rode up just a little bit. I hoped he was imagining how tight I was, how wet I was and how I was bursting to give him every single thing that he desired. I wanted those things, too. Hell, I wanted them even more.
His fingers clawed at the hem of the skirt and brought the length up the back of my leg until it was above my ass cheeks. His fingers gripped against my ass feeling the flesh through the thin fabric of my panties.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” he growled between kisses.
He led me down the hall and into the bedroom. He closed the door behind us and then dragged me over to the bed. He quickly bent me over the bed and pulled up my skirt all the way. He yanked down my panties. And then I heard him fiddling with his pants. Within seconds I felt his hard cock slapping against my ass and then he was penetrating me with his epic length. He was so thick. I braced myself for this, but it was not nearly enough. It hurt as much as it felt amazing.
His hands held on tightly to my hips. His cock thrust forward inside of me inching closer and closer to hitting every sweet spot. With every thrust my feet left the floor from the force of it.
“You feel so fucking good,” he growled. He grabbed my hair and yanked it a bit hard, feeling the strands sliding through is tight grip and smoothing out my long strands. I loved the way he was taking control and just ravaging me. It was ten times better than any fantasy I ever could have had.
“Fuck me,” I said. “Oh, fuck me so hard…”
He did as I demanded. His cock slid in and out of me snugly, but I was so fucking wet that it was almost effortless. But I felt every single glide, every little scrape as he pounded away at me.
His right hand grabbed my hair and held on tightly while his other hand reached up and grabbed my breasts through my blouse. He felt me strongly while his cock continued to punish my pussy. I was so wet. I was almost on fire with the lust that was burning through me.
His lips found the back of my neck and began to kiss me rapidly in small little picks, each accompanied by a suckling with his tongue against my flesh. It felt so damn good. Oh, yes… fuck… it was perfect.
“I’m going to come!” he gasped. His voice was getting loud and I held on for dear life as he fucked me harder still.
He groaned in my ear as he released his hot load inside of me. I felt my body wincing at the force of his orgasm as it triggered deep within me an equally impressive response. My climax hit me hard right then. I felt the full force of it all over my body all the way down into my toes. Oh, yes… that was right. It felt so damn sweet…
I didn’t think about anything. I didn’t think about possibly getting pregnant. I didn’t think about what this might do to our working relationship. I didn’t even think about how much I wanted to keep going no matter how many times we orgasmed together. Nothing would ever be enough. I just let my brain go numb and enjoyed the ride. Fuck, it was so damn good.
We rested then, his body collapsing on top of mine as he bent me over the edge of the tall bed. He was breathing heavily. Every single one of his muscles appeared to have been strained. I could tell he was totally spent, as was I.
He pulled out of me and stumbled around to the edge of the bed where he collapsed, his pants down around his ankles. He looked over at me and smiled with a crazy little grin. I couldn’t help myself; I started laughing hard.
“Well, that was amazing,” he said. “Shit…”
“I agree,” I said. We both sat there a moment without saying anything. “So, what does this mean?”
He let the question hang there a moment without answering. I thought for a moment he was going to say how it didn’t mean anything and it was just some fling, some once off thing and now we would go back to things as normal. But he didn’t do that.