The Working Girl Part One - Sex Stories

The Working Girl Part One

... man still, and it awakened a hunger I'd never known could truly exist. Like Lee, he stopped. "This isn't right, we shouldn't...." "If I was working in a salon and you saw me cutting hair, would you have a problem with me cutting your hair? No, you wouldn't...think of me as a professional, think of me as the woman you were expecting to meet tonight, and only call me Melissa, and forget I'm Jane, Jane's not here, but I am, and melissa will make you feel very, very good...." With that I kissed him deeply and let my tongue slip into his mouth, and when he slipped his own tongue into my mouth, I knew we were going to have a very different sort of relationship from then on. We kissed passionately, and he gently, ever so gently stroked his finger across my left breast and my achingly erect nipple, and it felt soooo good. He did it again, and then caressed my other breast in his hand, and slip his hand down to my hip before pulling me close to kiss me again. My arms were around him, and I pulled his glasses off, and reached into undo his tie, and tossed it onto the floor. With a smile, he helped me out of the robe to reveal the full gown, and then caressed my hips down past the split at the side. His shirt came off quickly, and then his pants, and he and rolled together, kissing with flaming passion, and then he slipped his fingers under the strops and pulled the gown down to reveal my breasts. My nipples were begging for attention, but he simply admired the view and softly told me ...

... how beautiful I was, which warmed me up even more. He gently sucked one, then the other, before drifting upwards to kiss me more while softly tweaking them with his fingers. He was the most gentle man I'd ever know then, and I couldn't wait for more. I wanted him now and I wanted him to hammer me, but he wasn't doing anything of the sort. After a bout of kisses and flying tongues, he pulled the gown down further, and I lifted my legs so he could take it completely off. I lay there naked before his gaze, and smiled and asked him, "Enjoying the view"? "Oh yes, sweetie, very much..." as he pulled up and removed his boxers to reveal his rock hard cock. When I'd seen it years before it had seemed huge, but I'd always assumed that was not really knowing what one was supposed to look like. My adult eyes revealed to me that my father was extremely well hung, eight plus inches, and very thick. Oh god, that was going to feel so incredible.... He continued to kiss me but then slid down next to me, and began to kiss the back of my neck as he turned me to spoon me. His arms felt so good around me, and he softly kissed me as his cock slid between my legs, just slightly rubbing the edges of my wet lips. I wanted to just arch my back and drive him into me, but he was taking the lead, as his fingers explored me, one hand rubbing my nipples, and the other slowly snaking down to explore my aching pussy. He ran his fingers though my neatly trimmed strip, and around the edges of, but he didn't ...