Reflections of my first job  

rm_Simplysexy65 51F
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6/26/2006 2:11 pm

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6/28/2006 12:55 pm

Reflections of my first job

It was so quiet I could almost hear the big fat snowflakes blanketing the trees and sidewalks. I smiled, pulling my boss close, smelling his neck, letting him rock me in his arms. His eyes were closed and he brought his forehead to mine.

Someone whispered, “I love you.”

His wrapped cock pressed into my cunt slowly. We did that simultaneous gasping thing and his cock moved in me. We started slowly, rocking back and forth, my hips rising to meet his. Eventually we were moving in and out in circles and in waves. The whole thing was like a symphony, each movement with its own character and pace.

My knees were pushed back to my chest or slung over his shoulders, my ankles crossed behind him. Our faces were close, chests rising against one another when we came to a quiet spot.

It was late morning and the giant snowflakes had stopped falling. Our bodies were slick, the sounds of our breathing punctuated with my sighs.

I thought, ‘How lucky we are that we can do this, when other people are avoiding eye contact with their bosses and praying for the week to end.’

We were warm, sated, naked and wrapped around each other while outside Chicagoans turned their heads down and their collars up against the wind whipping around the street corners of the Windy City.

spacetalker_del 42M

6/28/2006 12:36 am

I whish I had a female boss like you. Unfortunately I am selfemployed so maybe I will have to find a worker like you...

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