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    Talking Fooling Around On Friday

    Fooling Around On Friday

    It seems that all the most fun stuff happens on Friday.
    Maybe it is because about a third of the people take the day
    off and the rest of them are thinking about the weekend. And
    thinking about fun things to do not related to work!

    Anyway, it was Friday afternoon, and my office-mate Becky
    and I were looking out the window watching the few afternoon
    fitness freaks taking their afternoon walks, jogs, and runs.
    She was commenting on various gals that went by, revealing
    various items of gossip that I never heard. Women always
    seems to know all the dirt.

    I don't remember the exact exchange but she made some catty
    comment about some gal walking by who was generally
    considered to be a little slutty.

    "You're just jealous," I quipped, and put my hand on her
    shoulder and squeezed it a little.

    "Well, maybe a little," she replied, and moved against me
    and wiggled around a little, then moved away, just to the
    point that we weren't touching anymore.

    "More than just a little, I think," I kidded her. And, I
    don't know what possessed me to do this, but as I took my
    hand off of her shoulder I slid it slowly down her back to
    her butt and gave her cheek a little squeeze.

    "Don't do that," she said slowly, in a perfectly flat voice.
    And as I quickly moved my hand away she continued, "--- more
    than eight or ten more times." Then she moved back against

    I was speechless!

    Becky is not a real looker, although you can tell she is
    feminine. She is just under six feet tall, but not gangly.
    And she has a female figure, but keeps it generally covered
    up with golf shirts and sweatshirts and loose slacks. She
    looks like a real Plain Jayne. And if her breasts have a cup
    size it must be something like A-minus because there is no
    visual evidence that she has any at all. She does wear a
    bra though. I have seen the straps under some of her
    lighter shirts. Maybe that is why she has the little
    bust line that she does!

    I moved my hand back up to her butt cheek and gently
    squeezed it and massaged it a little.

    "Ummmm, nice," she barely whispered.

    I kept giving her butt little squeezes and massaging her
    soft buns and I was softly, almost whispering, counting the
    squeezes, more as a joke than anything else. When I got to
    nine Becky bent over, leaning on the window sill, and spread
    her legs a little.

    "Oh shit," she moaned, "Just keep going, I'll tell you when
    to quit!"

    Well, I have never been one to refuse a lady's request,
    especially one like that, so I kept doing what I had been

    When Becky bent over and spread her legs she had expanded
    the playing field, so to speak. Now, since her slacks were
    fairly loose, I could get my fingers into her butt crack and
    massage quite a bit deeper. I could also run my hand between
    her legs and massage her pussy. And, I did!

    I had worked Becky's slacks deep enough into her butt crack
    that I had found her tight little asshole and was giving it
    quite a bit of attention in addition to what I was doing to
    her nice soft cheeks. I was speculating whether there was
    enough slack and slipperiness that I could penetrate her a
    little bit. When I was about to try it Becky gently squeezed
    her butt cheeks together so I couldn't get in and moaned.

    "Not that hole, the other one," she moaned.

    I must be getting slow in my old age! It took me a couple or
    three heartbeats to figure it out, then I slid my hand
    between her legs and cupped her pussy. It was hot and I
    could feel the moisture coming through her pants.

    I used my middle finger to force her pants and panties in
    between Becky's pussy lips and maybe into her pussy.
    Everything was so tight that it was hard to tell.

    As I rubbed her pussy and tried to finger it through her
    clothes I felt her hand between my legs. I spread my legs a
    little to give her easier access to whatever she wanted and
    to let her know I was alright with it.

    As I rubbed her pussy I found her clit. I could tell by her
    sharp gasp and the tight grip she had on my cock through my

    "If you don't fuck me now you will never get another
    chance," she moaned.

    Well, I didn't hesitate one little second. I hooked my
    thumbs in the elastic of her slacks and found the waist band
    of her panties at the same time and sled the whole works
    down around her ankles. Then I slid my left hand between her
    legs and fingered her pussy to make sure she didn't change
    her mind while I fumbled with my other hand to get my own
    pants and underwear off.

    My pants and underwear slipped to the floor and I stood
    there with my rock hard pecker sticking straight out in
    front of me. I moved over so I was right behind Becky, with
    my cock pointing the way to the promised land.

    As I slid the head of my cock up and down between the lips
    of her pussy she moaned, "Hurry up! I'm on the pill so just
    fuck me already!"

    I didn't hesitate any longer. Becky's pussy was sopping wet
    and I lined up my tool with her hole and slid into her in
    one long, slow motion. As I did she gave out one low,
    continuous moan until I was in as far as I could go.

    Becky apparently didn't get much action because she was as
    tight as a teenager but plenty deep enough to take everything
    I had without me hitting bottom.

    I kept still long enough for her cunt to accommodate to my
    cock and then I started a long slow fuck. As I stroked my
    cock in an out her snug snatch I looked down and could see
    the lips of her pussy clinging to my cock as I pulled it out
    then turning inwards when I reversed my stroke. That was one
    of the hottest things I had ever seen. It was like her cunt
    just couldn't turn loose of me.

    "Fuck me harder!" Becky groaned, so I did. I pulled out a
    little quicker and then slammed back into her until I hit her
    butt. Hard enough that it almost hurt ... she didn't have
    much padding back there.

    I sped up my stokes until I was sure that my pecker must
    have been steaming, and Becky just kept moaning, "Faster,
    faster ...".

    Finally, I couldn't hold it off any longer and felt that I
    absolutely was going to cum.

    "I'm cumming babe!" I whispered hoarsely in Becky's ear.

    "Oh yes! ... Do it! ... Give me that cum!" she shouted.

    I was nearly afraid that someone would hear her and come to
    investigate, but they didn't.

    I had Becky firmly by the hips and slammed my hot cock into
    her throbbing cunt as hard as I could. One ... two ... three
    ... I thought I would never stop cumming. Becky moaned and
    whimpered like some animal and took every drop of cum that I
    pumped into her.

    I leaned against her butt, panting like a steam engine,
    until Becky said "Give me your handkerchief."

    I took it out and handed it to her.

    "Pull out slowly," she said, as she held the handkerchief
    against my cock.

    I did, very slowly. It felt so delicious I didn't want to
    hurry any.

    Becky held the hanky against her pussy and asked my to pull
    up her panties. I did and she pulled them tight against the
    hanky to hold all the cum in, then pulled up her slacks.

    "Are we going to forget this happened?" she asked.

    "I'm not!", I answered. "Didn't you enjoy it? It sure
    sounded like you did!"

    "Hell yes, I did! A lot!"

    Well we agreed to continue the relationship and we
    frequently went to her house for nooners and spent a day on
    the weekend together when my wife was out of town.

    I hadn't told Becky that my wife and I had an open marriage
    and that that we were both bi. After all she didn't ask,
    just assumed that I was fooling around on my wife. I guess
    the naughtiness of that made it more exciting for her.

    Things really got exciting when I had Becky over to the
    house to detail our van, that is one of the things she did
    to earn a little extra money.

    My wife went out to help her and seduced her and made
    mad passionate love with her on the fold-down bed in
    the van!

    Things got really hot between the three of us after that,
    but that is another story!
    ;om Too soon old, too late smart.

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    good story...tell the other story now

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    good story

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    Again another good story well told....Keep up the good work.
    ;om It's nice to be important but it's more important to be nice!!!;om

    ;om And just remember there is no rehearsal for life.;om

    Other stories wot I writ....
    There are too many titles of stories wot I have writ to list here but if you click on my name and then select all posting by this person you will be able to see all my work.

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    well you are leading into another story now. Keep up the good work.



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