Pass the Ketchup dear! - Sex Stories

Pass the Ketchup dear!

... she pleaded. He paused, calming down a little as the enormity of what he'd just done sank in. "Go on." he said as he sat on the edge of the bed and faced her, looking into her frightened eyes. She was scared, but she wasn't scared of Jim. What scared her most was the truth of what had happened and how Jim would react when she told him. Two years ago at the hospice, Paul, the man currently lying prostrate on the floor, had come on to her. At first she rejected his advances, but deep down she was flattered. That flattery made its way to the surface one day and she found herself blushing as he voiced his opinion on her nicely rounded buttocks. Kate's bum was one of the things that Jim loved about her. It looked fantastic when packaged in a tight pair of jeans; even better in a pair of yoga pants. There was a gym at the hospital next door to the hospice where she worked which she made good use of. At 45 she was still in good shape and her bum, she thought, was her best feature. Paul thought so too, he patted, squeezed and stroked it nearly every time he passed her. She slapped his hand away on every occasion but the last time he caught her off guard. She'd had an argument with Jim before she left the house, she couldn't remember what it had been about, but she was still fuming and wanted to get back at him. Now, alone in Paul's office, after he'd paid her the compliment, she felt her cheeks redden and his hand stayed on her bum. Surprised that it hadn't been removed by her, Paul ...

... went further and caressed one cheek, moving slowly towards the other with one hand and feeling the cheek he'd just left with his free hand. Feeling bold, he moved his hands to her sides and pulled her to him. His erect penis pressed between them as his hands moved around her front and up to her breasts. She exhaled as his hands cupped her breasts and he pressed himself in to her. She could feel his breath as he moved in to kiss her neck and behind her ears. He turned Kate around and kissed her mouth. She parted her lips and his tongue darted into her mouth. She kissed him back hungrily as her hands encircled him and he grasped her buttocks, lifting her and placing her on the edge of his desk. He moved down her body as she leaned back and he reached under her uniform dress to stroke her labia through her panties. She groaned as he pushed the flimsy material to the side and moistened his finger in her wetness, gently rubbing her lips. She lifted her hips so he could slide her panties around her bum and down her slender legs; kicking them off her feet as she opened her legs and he lowered his face to her pussy, breathing on her moist lips. She hadn't shaved down there for a few days, his tongue rasped up her stubble causing a pleasant vibration as he licked the length of her slit, plunging his fingers in when she was good and wet. Gasping as his third finger entered her, he curled his middle finger up towards her g-spot, sucking on her clit, she gripped the edge of the desk as ...