I still remember it like it was yesterday. I met her online, through an adult dating site, not too different from this one. We chatted and sent each other images for a couple weeks, slowly building up our confidence. It's funny, when you meet people online, like here; you don't really know who you're talking too. I think that's why we should all have verified images to prove we are who we say we are. Anyway.

After a couple weeks we exchanged numbers. Somehow, during the first conversation, we got to the topic of my music career and I sang to her. That led to hot phone sex which only served to add to the excitement of what we both knew this was leading too. We finally made the decision to meet. Somewhere public, of course. The city was Hayward, CA. It was about 50 miles from where I was currently residing. We met at a Starbucks. I was nervous as I walked up to it. This was my first time meeting someone from an adult dating site after all. This wasn't Match.com, there was not bullshit to be shared. The goal here was to get comfortable with someone, comfortable enough to fuck.

She spotted me as soon as I walked in and shifted in her seat. I joined her and took her hand, brought it to my lips and kissed it. She blushed. We gave ourselves a few minutes to acclimate and our conversation quickly moved to the topic of my singing voice. So I leaned in, brushed aside her hair, and sang into her ear. In between verses I'd kiss her ear and nibble on her ear lobe. I didn't even reach the hook before she turned into me and stole a kiss from my lips. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and tasted her sweet cherry flavored lip gloss. Then she quickly stood up and took my hand, leading me outside.

"Follow me, OK?" she said.

I got in my car and followed her as she drove us somewhere near downtown. After a couple turns she pulled into the parking lot of a 3 story office building. I wondered why we were out here. I thought we'd be getting a hotel room. She approached the front door and pulled out a key. Slipped it in, turned it, and pulled open the door. A warning tone started chirping from the alarm key pad a few feet away. She rushed over to it and quickly entered the code. The chirping stopped.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"This is where I work. Here look," she said, leading me into an office. "This is my office."

"Have you ever done this before? I asked.

She shook her head. "You know, some of my favorite porn are the ones where the secretary get's fucked by her boss on his desk."

I smiled. "I take it I'm playing the roll of your boss tonight, huh?"

She smiled and nodded like as she bit her lip, like an innocent school girl. Well... Maybe not so innocent.

I followed her into her boss's office and she started to undress. She slowly removed her top and exposed her big tits, they must have been 38DD. She reached around her back and started working in the bra, struggling with it. Each jarring movement made her natural breasts jiggle and I was growing impatient. I walked over, slid my hand into her bra, around her left breast, and popped it out. I squeezed it hard with both hands and started sucking on her nipple. She wasn't expecting that. With my mouth firmly wrapped around her nipple. I reached around her back and quickly finished the job she started with her bra and tossed it on the floor. Now I had to tits to play with. I alternated the tongue love between both evenly. Sucking, licking, and gently biting. I backed up and allowed her to continue disrobing while I did the same. She pulled the skirt down and all that was left was her black thong and stockings. She started removing her panties.

"Stop." I said.

"What's wrong"

"Nothing. I want you to take those off, but turn around while you do it, so I can see your ass."

"Ok"

She turned and slowly pulled her panties down. I kneeled down and waited. As soon as the thong hit the floor I went for it. In one fluid motion, I gripped her ass cheeks with both hands and plunged my face into her pussy, shoving my tongue inside her wet hole. She gasped. I ate the pussy like it was my last time. Sliding my tongue around the lips, letting the saliva build up and drip down to my fingers as I rubbed her clit.

"Oh baby, that feels good," she said

"Mmhmmm," I mumbled. My tongue was too busy to formulate words.

After a few minutes of that she stopped me and had me sit down in one of the plush chairs against the wall. I did and she lowered herself to the floor and started crawling over to me. She gripped my, now hard, penis in her hand and squeezed. I moaned. She started low, placed her tongue at the base of the shaft, slid it upward toward the head and when she reached the top she enveloped my entire cock with her hot mouth. I could feel the back of her throat against the head of my dick. She was a pro at this, sliding her mouth up and down, pausing at the tip and working her tongue around the head. Occasionally she would take the whole thing out and slap it against her tongue and blow cold breath on it, giving me goosebumps. She kept that up for a while when I finally stopped her and told her to bend over the desk.

I pulled out a condom and slid it over my wet cock. She waited for me at the desk, looking back at me with those longing eyes. I walked over and grabbed her ass, then pushed my cock into her pussy. It was hot, even through the condom it felt amazing. I gripped her hips and pumped her hard. She had the rhythm down. Each time I'd stroke outward, she'd tighten her pussy and relax it for the plunge inward. It was sheer perfection. With each passing moment, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. I pulled out and said, "Hang on baby, you feel too good."

"Are you gonna cum?" she asked.

"Yeah let's slow it down."

"Let's switch positions." she suggested.

"OK."

"Get on the desk, lay on your back."

I did as she asked and she took off her heals, then climbed on after me. She stood over me and placed her feet right next to my waist, then lowered her self onto my cock and dropped herself down, forcing my cock into her, balls deep. I let out a long moan. She started pumping her pussy with my cock. Using me to get herself off. Her technique was flawless. After a few strokes she'd go all the way down and keep me balls deep, then grind vigorously. She kept the count random so I wouldn't know how long either would go.

"Slow down baby, you're gonna make me cum."

"Shut up, you're dick is mine right now. I'm gonna do what I want"

Damn! That was hot, she was taking charge. That's when her cell phone started ringing. She looked over at her purse and then back at me and started grinding even harder. What the fuck? Was she trying to make me cum already?

"Baby..."

"Shhh," she cut me off as she continued grinding me deep inside her.

I could feel the walls of her pussy tightening, she must have been getting close too. She threw her hair back and leaned back, gripping my legs with her hands, exposing her big tits to me. I reached up and started squeezing them hard. The phone rang again. This time she didn't bother looking. I couldn't take it anymore. I felt my load flow up from my balls and explode into the condom.

"You cumming baby?" she asked.

"Yeah," I barely managed a reply.

"Cum for me baby, cum in that pussy. I love feeling your dick throbbing inside me baby."

It was heavenly. I was still cumming when the office phone started ringing.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked. Now I knew something was up. First her cell rings, now the office?

She quickly hopped off me and started picking up clothes off the floor. She threw me my shirt and said, "get dressed, he's almost here."

"What? Who's almost here."

"My husband"

I couldn't believe my ears. This bitch is married? That's who must have been on the phone calling her. How did he know where she... Of course! She must have told him.

"Seriously, what the fuck is going on. I deserve an explanation." I demanded

"He cheated on me with my best friend last week. I told him I was gonna fuck the next guy I saw."

"Is he cool?"

"With me getting fucked by some other guy? Hell no." She started laughing.

Bitch. I thought to myself. I got dressed and saw a shadow move outside the front door. She walked toward it and I quickly rushed to the door of her boss's, closed it and locked it. I couldn't believe what was happening. What happened next was all a blur. Shouting emanated from the lobby and eventually her husband started pounding on the door. It didn't sound like he was banging it with his hand either, it sounded like a bat or something hard.

"Open the door, motherfucker!" He shouted through the door.

"Look man. I didn't know she was married. I swear to god. I literally just found out!" I shouted back

"Open the fucking door or I'll break that shit down!"

I remained silent. I started frantically looking around the office for something to use to defend myself. there was a standing floor lamp. It would have to do. I unplugged it and waited. Let him break it down. I'll smash this lamp over his head and run. Then I started hearing the crunching noise. I could hear her yelling. Telling him to stop. Something about how this was her work. What the hell now? The crunching got louder until the end of a crowbar broke a small hole through the drywall next to the door.

"Ok. Stop! I'll open the door. Fuck!" I shouted. Here we go. I unlocked it and said, "Ok, it's unlocked. You can open it now."

It swung violently open and there he was. He was small. Not even half my size. What a relief. He noticed I was holding the lamp in a defensive position. I could see the look on his face. He wasn't so sure anymore.

"You didn't know?" he asked.

"What?"

"You really didn't know she was married?"

"Oh, no man. I swear. I thought this was a hookup."

"Where did you meet her?"

"Online. On a dating site. Look man, you and your girl got some shit to work out. I have nothing to do with it. Let me get out of here and you'll never see me again. Trust."

He waited for a few seconds and looked over at his wife. Tears were streaming down her face. I guess she hadn't anticipated that her husband would have destroyed her work place. She was probably getting fired over this bullshit. He backed away from me and said, "Ok man. Get the fuck out of here."

I did.

The drive home was full of adrenaline. It was late, but I didn't fall asleep for a few more hours. The next day I couldn't stop thinking about what happened and what was going to happen to her. I kinda felt bad for her. It's not like I got hurt or anything... Perhaps I shouldn't have left the used condom in the top drawer of her boss's desk. Oh well. Shoulda' gone to a hotel room.