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Date: Fri, 22 Jun 2001 23:10:05 -0400
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WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual
nature. The story depicts consensual sexual activity
between men and women. If you live in a backward
society, like the United States or Afghanistan, in
which it is illegal for you to know about sex or read
sexual materials immediately delete this from your
computer and scourge yourself with a whip for having
any sexual thoughts. If you are under the age of 18
please pretend you don't know about sex and continue
to get each other pregnant in increasing numbers so
that we continue to have young single mothers raising
children. Don't learn about safe sex or contraception
as these are tools of the devil. Please do not
masturbate while reading this story in public places
as this can excite the authorities into rash conduct
and result in grave consequences for you.


The Office Christmas Party

Sipping champagne I watched the dancing and tried to
close my ears to the raucous music being played by the
DJ. The office Christmas party was in full swing and
too many drunks were colliding on the dance floor. You
can tell the amateur drinkers at these affairs.
Usually it is the quiet women who, not used to
drinking, get blasted, wind up dancing on the tables
and spend the next year living it down. At least I
hadn't seen anyone bounce out of her dress yet
although Stephanie, a big-titted blonde, was coming
close.

Celia walked up to me and screamed in my ear, "Kinda
loud."

I screamed back, "Yeah." Not much point in trying any
complex sentences.

"Let's go outside," she screamed. I followed her out
of the ballroom and down the hall to the atrium of the
hotel. There was a nice bar in the atrium and from
there we couldn't hear the music. There were a few
hotel guests and a couple co-workers seeking a few
minutes of quiet like we were.

We ordered some wine and talked for a while. Celia is
a nice looking woman, redheaded, slender and with nice
legs. She also works as a supervisor under me so I've
always tried to be careful around her. Let's be real,
the current laws make it illegal to be a man. I
respect her mind. Sometimes when we are talking about
some issue I find myself drawn to her. She has a quick
wit, is intelligent and has a nice personality. I'll
find myself talking about evaluations and thinking
about kissing her neck. A woman's mind can be the
sexiest thing about her. And when you find her mind
sexy the rest of the package doesn't really matter.

It was nearing midnight and we had shared a few
glasses of wine when Celia said, "I am tired. I think
it's time for bed."

"Me too," I agreed. I threw some money on the table
and stood. I held out my hand and helped her up. I
started to walk her toward the front door figuring she
had parked out there.

"Oh no," she said. "I took a room for the night. I
didn't want to drive home after a party. The last
thing I need is a DUI." I looked around and saw the
elevators so I took her arm and headed that way. I
wasn't quite sure what to do now. I mean, I wanted to
be a gentleman but there was conflicting guidance from
the gentleman's manual. One, I should escort the lady
to her room. Two, I'd appear to be a little forward by
following her to her room. Well, I'd just follow her
lead.

At the elevator she seemed to expect me to follow so I
did. She punched the button and we rode up in silence.
I held the door for her as we came to a stop at her
floor. "Thank you." I followed her out and down the
hall. She took my arm as we walked. She opened her
door and turned toward me. I figured it was good
night. "Would you like to come in?"

I hesitated for a second, "Yes, I would like to." She
smiled and turned and I followed her in. She threw her
purse down on the table and fell into the chair. I
looked around for somewhere to sit. Nothing. So I sat
on the edge of the bed.

"Isn't that kind of presumptuous?" she asked. "Sitting
on a lady's bed without being asked."

"Well, I'm not going to sit on the floor," smiling at
her.

"If you are going to be lounging on my bed," (Wait a
minute I say to myself. I'm not lounging...) "the least
you could do is take off your shoes." Whoa. This is
getting interesting. There is something funny
happening. I had worked with Celia for two years and
there had never been the slightest hint of anything
sexual. No innuendoes. No jokes. Nothing. She was
divorced and always appeared bitter and a little down
toward men because of it. I looked at her and there
was just a slight smile but nothing else to help me
figure out what was going on. What the hell, I think.
I slipped off my shoes and pushed them under the table
so they'd be out of the way.

"Now you look comfortable." She stood and slipped off
her shoes and came over. Like a cat unwinding, she
stretched out on the middle of the bed. The way she
did that was tremendously sensual. She patted the bed
next to her. 'Oh Lord,' I thought. 'Am I dreaming?' I
lay back next to her on the bed. As I did so, she
placed her hand on my chest.

"Kiss me." I hesitated for a second and then I leaned
forward and kissed her lightly. She pressed her lips
solidly against mine and soon our tongues were
intertwined. I broke the kiss and looked at her. I
still wasn't sure what the hell was happening. This
was so unlike the Celia I knew. She saw the question
in my eyes and answered it without being asked. "I'm
horney. I want you to make love to me."

"Why me?" Stupid question I realize. When a woman is
saying, I want you, that is a lousy time to be asking
questions.

"I've thought about you for a long time. I've always
wondered how you'd be in bed. Why don't you satisfy
my... curiosity?"

"Did you get the room tonight for this?" I asked.

"Umm. No. I really did get it so I wouldn't have to
drive. But, maybe the thought did cross my mind. Does
it bother you that I want to have sex with you?"

"What?" I sputtered. "God no! I love the idea. It's
just that I never had any idea you thought about me
like that."  Celia's hand had moved up to my tie and
was pulling it loose. I reached over and put my hand
on her cheek and pulled her toward me. Our lips
touched and then melded against each other. We kissed,
our lips moving together expressing our desire. Her
tongue touched my lips which parted. It darted into my
mouth seeking out my tongue which responded in kind.
The intensity of the kiss ignited the latent passion
in our bodies. I felt her hands roaming over my body.
My hand slid down from her cheek and over her shoulder
and found her breast. I cupped her rounded breast and
gently began kneading it through her dress. 

She broke the kiss and pushed me back on the bed. She
tore at my clothes and I knew I needed to help or she
would have ripped them off. I quickly threw off my tie
and shirt. At the same time Celia began throwing her
clothes off. Jesus, I thought. Is this the same
conservative woman I've worked with for two years? I
couldn't believe the change. By the time I had the
last of my clothes off she was removing her panties. I
stopped for a second admiring the view. 

"You look good enough to eat," I said.

Laughing she replied, "Maybe I'll give you a chance.
But first kiss me some more." We clutched at each
other and locked our lips together. I was beginning to
get the idea this girl was very oral. Fine with me.
Some 'ideas' were springing to life that might go well
with some oral attention. I was pushing myself against
her. My hardening member was rubbing at her vee,
pressing itself in between her legs. I felt her
becoming wet. She parted her legs and pushed her belly
into mine and trapped my erection. Her clitoris was
rubbing the length of my erection as we continued
kissing. Our kisses were becoming more languid, less
frenzied and yet more sensual as our attention moved
lower. One hand began running itself over her breasts
pausing at the edge of her aureoles and moving away
before moving back to rub over her nipples. Her
nipples engorged and stiffened and I lightly pinched
and twirled them in my fingers. 

Celia pulled me over on top never breaking the kiss. I
settled between her legs and she drew up her knees her
thighs pressing against my sides. My penis was now
running between her labia and was wet with her juices.
I began humping against her my penis rubbing her from
tip to bottom against her clitoris and labia. She
moved in concert with me drawing maximum contact to
her pleasure centers. Her eyes were closed; she
grasped my arms above the elbows and pulled every time
with my motions. Her being was centered between her
legs. 

I felt her passion building and knew she would cum
soon. But I wanted to feel her orgasm more intensely.
I slid down until my head was between her thighs. Her
slit was red and wet and her labia gaped open with
desire to be filled. A trickle of her lubricating
wetness flowed down from her vagina. I placed the tip
of my finger in her opening and slowly pushed. She
welcomed the invasion. As my finger moved in I flicked
my tongue across her labia and clitoris. I began
massaging her deeply with my finger and sucked her
clitoris with my lips. I sucked and nibbled and
tongued her clitoris while massaging her vagina with
my finger. Her butt lifted up off the bed. Gasping and
moaning she grabbed my head and pulled me tight
against her genitals. I sucked and licked and poked. I
felt the spasms begin deep and her vagina rippled and
then gushed as she began bucking wildly. I had to hold
on with my free hand to keep my lips and tongue
against her wildly trembling body. As her trembling
subsided I slowed my movements and stopped as she
settled back. Her chest was flushed red and was
covered with a glistening sheen. I pulled my finger
from her depths and moved up until I could take her in
my arms. Her eyes opened and she rolled against me. We
kissed and cuddled for a while. 

Neither said anything and nothing was required. We
both basked in the closeness and intimacy of new found
lovers. We talked quietly saying nothing of importance
just enjoying the closeness. She kissed my neck and
snuggled into arms. Eventually, my desire returned.
Holding this beautiful naked woman in my arms and the
wonderful intimacy of our shared loving kindled a
physical response in my loins. Celia felt the renewed
vigor and moved her hand between us.

"What do we have here?" she asked looking into my
eyes.

"It's a magic wand," I responded. "If you touch it
just right it will give you a present."

She laughed and said, "I want that present." She
released me and moved down kissing my nipples and down
across my belly. I watched as her tongue came out and
licked the tip and then down to my balls and back up
to the tip. It was heavenly. She took me into her
mouth. Sucking and moving her head she brought me
quickly to the pinnacle. Already aroused from her
watching orgasm the intense pleasure of her lips and
tongue were more than I could stand. Within seconds I
could feel the eruption building. My hips jerked as
she sucked just the tip her lips caught just behind
the ridge of the tip and her tongue flicking the tip
and dipping into the hole. The feeling deep in my
loins broke through and my cum began spurting. Time
after time I fired into her sucking mouth as Celia
swallowed my cum greedily lapping and sucking. I
collapsed breathing hard and holding onto the bed
completely spent. She let my softening member fall
from her lips and moved to lay beside me with her head
on my chest. We lay like that letting our bodies
recover.

"Oh my God." Pulling her close, I said, "That was just
incredible."

"It was just an orgasm," she answered with a smile on
her face because she knew it wasn't 'just an orgasm.'

"Sweetheart, if that is just an orgasm I don't think I
could live through something more." I pulled her
close. We lay together her head on my chest as I
stroked her back. I hardly noticed as we both drifted
off.

I slowly swam through the warm water of dreams and
returned to consciousness. I felt something on my
penis. It was Celia sucking me to erection. What a way
to wake up. I felt myself come to full staff and
reached down and put my hand on her cheek. She looked
up and released me from her mouth.

"Hello sleepyhead." I looked over at the clock and it
was 2 a.m. We had slept for an hour or so. "I asked
you up here to make love to me and you still haven't,"
she said in a half serious tone.

"You're right. And as a gentleman I feel a
responsibility to fulfill my obligations." I continued
pulling her toward and over me until our genitals were
in line. I pushed up and felt my penis rubbing against
her. Celia returned the motion and we ground together.
She lifted up and reached between us holding me up and
slowly moved down until my tip slowly began to part
the folds of her vagina. Oh, that so incredible
feeling as the penis first invades new territory like
an explorer discovering a new continent. She continued
until she was sitting completely down and I was buried
in her. She made small circles at first getting the
feel of my penis being buried. Soon she was rocking
back and forth in ever-greater movements. She leaned
forward taking the weight on her arms. Her tits were
right in front of my face and I took her nipple in my
mouth. Her movements became feverish. I pulled her to
my chest and tuned her to my side and then rolled over
on top. Her legs locked around my ass pulling me
tight. I lifted up and looked down at her face as I
began the movements of lust and passion. We moved
together banging as our loins came together. Celia
tensed and her body went rigid. I felt the ripples
along my shaft as she cried out and dug her fingers
into my chest. Watching her I felt my own climax spill
over the floodgates and the spasms erupted from within
as I shuddered and filled her with my cum.  I held
still as she slowed her movements and came to rest. A
gentle kiss and then I rolled to her side holding her
in my arms. She snuggled up and kissed my neck. We lay
quietly gentling each other with slow pets. Again I
felt myself drifting off into dreamless sleep. 

My last thoughts were, this is the best Christmas
party ever.





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