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"Carter, John, I... "
"I often think about things like that, Kerry. You know, us, having sex." Okay, now he had lost his apartment and his job and apparently his mind, but what the hell. He could make connections at that conference tomorrow and then get a new job, maybe in Alaska or the South Pole. He didn't know why, but he just continued, telling her about his fantasy.
"I imagine sitting at the counter in the kitchen, watching you cook one of these great menus, totally engrossed in your work. The way you cook is very erotic, you know. You treat every piece, every vegetable with so much care, like it has its own, I don't know, soul? I sometimes get hard just watching you." It was true, there was something so sensual about the way she worked in her kitchen, moving around purposeful, shutting the rest of the world out, concentrating only on the task at hand.
"Then I would step up to you, take your shoulders and turn you around, so you would face me. I would look into your eyes to see if it is okay and then bend down to kiss you, slowly at first but the kiss would deepen, our tongues duelling." He started to stroke his penis slowly, moving down to cup his balls through the fabric, he realised now that Kerry hadn't protested, hadn't made a scene yet. Perhaps she was okay with this, he hoped, perhaps she thought about it, too.
Kerry didn't know what to do. She couldn't let John continue, she was his boss, this was not possible. There were rules. But a part of her mind screamed at her 'Just let it happen! You know he is such a good man and now he wants you! Go with it! You can sort it out afterwards.' And unlike so many other times in Kerry Weaver's life that part of her got the upper hand: "I would put my arms around you, pulling you close, wanting to feel your body pressed against me."
She stopped, had she really said that? Well, it was to late to take it back now, was it? "I would nibble at your earlobe, licking it." Her hand was drawing lazy circles on her stomach, she was almost sure he was masturbating, she heard him moaning through the phone and that only made her arousal grow all the more.
His voice was suddenly hoarse. "I would lift you up and sit you on the counter so we would almost be on eyelevel. I really love your eyes, Kerry. I can look at them and forget time." He pushed his boxer-shorts of, they were too confining.
"I would reach out to kiss you, to explore your mouth with my tongue, memorising everything. My hands would travel down to feel your buttocks through your pants, slowly kneading them, wanting you close to me." She could almost see the two of them, sitting on the counter across the room kissing and touching.
"My shaft would be pressing into your centre, slowly moving, trying to find that right spot." He could hear her gasp, was she... ? It only made him harder "Kerry, are you feeling it?"
"Hmm? Uh hu. I'm so... I would be so wet, so ready... I would pull your shirt out of your pants and touch you, your back, your chest, feeling the muscles move under the soft skin, the fine hair, until I would finally reach your nipples." She opened her zipper, pushing of her pants and damp undies. Her other clothes soon followed suit. It was suddenly hot in here.
"I would open your buttons, starting at the top, never breaking that kiss. You wouldn't be wearing a bra, not needing it. Your breasts are so full and firm. I would pull off your blouse and my shirt, my chest touching your breast as our tongues clash. Your nipples would be so hard, rubbing against me as I grind against your core." He imagined touching her firm breasts like he had done many times before. He just knew they would fit perfectly into his hands.
Kerry's other hand left the phone to touch her breast. Her nipples were hard alright. "I would sneak my hands down into your pants, cupping your buttocks. Urging you to keep moving against my clit. Oh, it feels so good!" She was slowly rubbing the small bundle of nerves.
"I would open your pants, pushing them of, touching you for a second there through your panties before I'd slowly stroke down and up your legs and then I would get rid of my pants. I would feel the wetness seeping through your panties. My erection would twitch, wanting to be inside you, losing myself in you, but I would just keep moving against you."
"John... take me..." Kerry slipped one finger inside herself, moving it slowly, gasping at the contact. She knew she wouldn't last very much longer if she... they kept this up.
"I gather you in my arms and carry you across the room. I stop at the door of your bedroom pressing you against it to kiss you, still feeling your sex against my penis. Ah, you are so wet and hot."
His breath came in short gasps, he could almost feel her against him. "I want you now, Kerry, here on the floor or against that door but I open it and put you gently down on the bed. I slowly pull of your slip, caressing your thighs and shins on my way down."
"You are still standing on the side of the bed, so I crawl up to you and start to stroke you, pulling down your boxers, watching your erection spring free. You are so hard and hot." She knew he was well endowed or she at least suspected it. Living under the same roof and sometimes using the same bathroom automatically lead to accidents.
"I run my tongue up your shaft, it's so hard and silky. Then take you in my mouth, sucking you in deep." She heard his sharp intake of breath. "I taste the precum on my tongue, John. I move up to kiss your mouth, let you taste yourself on my lips." Kerry added a second finger, doubling the pressure, starting to pump faster.
"Oh Jesus! I... I lie us both down, placing small kisses on your face and neck then travelling lower until I reach your breasts. I nibble at them, taking a nipple in my mouth and then blowing on the moist tip to watch it tighten even more." He was so hard it hurt. "My hand wanders down your belly until I reach that damp patch of pubic hair. It's red, isn't it?" He was sure she was a natural red-head.
She smiled at that. "Yeah, it is. I lift my hips to urge you on. Come on, John, touch me!" And indeed her hips lifted of the couch as she pulled her fingers out, rubbing her clit in small circles.
"I do, I rub your clit for a moment. I open your labia, inserting first one then two fingers. Ah, you are so wet and hot and tight. I place a kiss on your bellybutton, swirling my tongue around it, then replace my hand with my mouth, eating you. Your hands are in my hair, pressing me into you so I can hardly breath. I suck and nibble on your clit and then move my tongue inside you. You taste so good, Kerry!" His fist started to pump his penis hard as he imagined her taste and smell. So intoxicating. Roxanne hadn't liked him to go down on her but he felt Kerry would enjoy it.
Kerry closed her eyes. It had been so long that somebody had done that to her. She remembered Mlungisi going down on her for the first time. It had been strange at first but she had never come that hard before. She knew with John it would be the same.
"I need you inside me now. I pull you up so we are at eyelevel again. I run my tongue over your lips, tasting myself." She slipped her fingers back inside, imagining him with her. "I can feel your hardness at my thigh, pushing against my entrance. John, I need you inside me now!" she whimpered.
"I take your hands in mine, intertwining our fingers and look in your eyes never leaving them as I slowly push inside you, making us one. You are so small and delicate, I don't want to hurt you, Kerry. Inch after inch I thrust myself in until I'm completely buried in your hot flesh, so wet for me!" His voice was ragged.
He imagined her sweet face as he slowly entered her, the look in her eyes. He almost came just from that. "I feel your muscles stretch, you are so tight and soft, it feels like heaven. I slowly start to move, loving you with long slow strokes, almost entirely withdrawing then thrusting into you again. I see in your eyes that it feels as good for you as it feels for me. Oh Kerry!" He could hear her moan.
"John, I'm coming!" She was almost beyond words.
"Just let it happen. I'm here Kerry, just let go!"
"Oh my god... " She gasped for air as the spasms shook her, her vagina clamping down on her fingers, trying to pull them further inside. She rode the waves that rippled over her body, finally coming down. "Wow!"
"Hey, you okay? Kerry?" Listening to her orgasm had thrilled him, he had never heard anything more erotic.
She had lost the phone while climaxing, now she searched for it. "John, that was... terrific." It took a moment for her breathing to calm down. "But now it's your turn." She thought for a second, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had just given her.
She knew he would like for her to take control. "I turn us around, so I'm on top, looking down on you. I start to move, bouncing up and down so my breasts dance before your eyes. Your hips start moving as you pump inside me matching my movement. This feels so good John...
I put my finger on your lips and you suck it in, swirling your tongue over the tip. My finger moves in sync with our lovemaking, in and out, again and again. My other hand reaches down to where we are joined, stroking us. I can't tell where I end and you begin. Can you see what I'm doing John, touching my clit and your penis, getting myself off again while you move inside me?"
She had really started to stroke herself again, the images building in her head too much to resist. She felt the pleasure build up once more. "My head lolls back, all my energy concentrated on my centre. You reach up to cup my breasts, caressing my taut nipples. That feels so good, John, come for me, please!"
And he did. His ass lifted off the bed as he shot his semen over his hand and belly, groaning. "Kerry!" he called her name, seeing fireworks behind his closed eyelids. As the shudders subsided, he grabbed the receiver that had fallen down. "Ohmigod, that was incredible!"
"I know... I just came again." She smiled, John screaming her name while he came had pushed her over the edge for the second time.
"John?"
"Hmm?"
"I can't wait for you to get home!"
THE END