Sweet Kitty

6

Rolling her over and clearly recalling his brief, he tried to take off her skirt, but the buckle hitched and Jane had to reach to help, and she did gladly, desperate to be rid of her clothing. With some added saliva applied to his c**k, Dan now entered her missionary style. As he thrust, Jane started to play with her clit. She was closing in on her c****x.

It was at this moment that Dan did something totally unexpected. He ripped open her blouse, popping the buttons in the act. God, she was pleased she'd taken off her b*a during a visit to the staff shower room shortly beforehand. Those breasts needed to be free and next to his skin. Her o****m shook through her, but it was a smallish one. Jane was pleased as it left more in the battery for later.

Now n***d, she found herself being lifted up by Dan who continued to f**k her standing up. Feeling the strength of his arms added to her his masculinity. The vertical ride was amazing and the rhythm of the thrusts was just perfect for her. She clenched that bulbous c**k and felt a jerk back from her lover.

But it was that different, delightful angle of a stunning prick that did it for Jane. She'd not had too many vertical f***s before and the intensity was blowing her mind and body. And being held up too gave her a sense of weightlessness. All of which finally pushed her over the edge and an intense o****m shuddered through her cunt and up through the rest of her body. She spasmed on that beautiful prick, her juices flowing down its full shaft. This was a really big c****x.

By now Dan was nearing his own peak. He pulled his prick out of Jane's sodden cunt and wanked himself over her belly. Jane liked it when she saw a man's spunk on her. It didn't really matter where—face, breasts, belly—it was just good to see his jizz on her and feel the blobs of warm wetness. She would let it dry there, knowing she would enjoy that starchy feeling on her skin on her journey home.

She'd need to wear a coat for that trip, given the state of her blue blouse. She picked it up off the floor and examined the buttons. "Perhaps we ought to add sewing to that personal development plan of yours?" she said while looking at Dan.

"Along with all those other things you mentioned this morning?" he replied with a laugh.

"Well, it was good to see such a strong, all-round and sustained performance from you this evening," Jane responded, playing the boss once again. "I do think that your key performance indicators were well and truly met."

"And that very cheeky question of yours…?" she asked

Dan looked puzzled.

"About DP—by which I assume you meant digital publishing?" She grinned.

"Naturally, could it refer to anything else?" came Dan's innocent answer.

"Yes, I have some experience with DP. In fact several, thoroughly enjoyable and truly memorable ones."

"So have I," confessed Dan.

"Perhaps you could track down a business associate sometime in the not too distant future. It would be wonderful to experience that with you. I sense that you would be rather good at it."

"It's top of my list of actions I've taken away from this evening's session, replied Dan. "I'll send you a calendar request first thing in the morning."

"And Dan," Jane said, adopting the voice of a manager once again. "Two important final points. First—you are not crap. And second, and most importantly, this never happened."

"Of course it didn't," he agreed. "It would have been most unprofessional."