A Great Start To The New Year

I posed for a New Year’s Eve photo with the boss’ son, Tyrone, while at the company party.  He’s a college cutey who works part time at the office and has been crushing on me for a while.  I probably should have kept my distance but he was just so yummy and having him chasing after me was so good for my ego.  It’s been years since George, my husband, bothered to chase me.  So, when Tyrone asked me to dance, I said sure… and when his hands glued themselves to my ass out on the dance floor, I said nothing.  No one else noticed and George hadn’t bothered to grab my butt in a while so I let it go. 

After the dance he asked to show me something upstairs in the conference room and when I went with him his left hand was still gripping one of my ass cheeks like he owned it as he guided me onto the elevator.  When the elevator doors closed behind us, he immediately pulled me against him and locked his lips on mine while both of his hands gripped my ass again but this time he was openly groping and massaging my butt.  It felt so good I couldn’t help but to moan into his mouth as he continued kissing me.  He must have taken that as a signal to encourage him because one of his hands let go of my booty and slid up the side of my body and into the top of my dress.  My dress that night was one I couldn’t wear underwear with so when his hand slipped into my dress his hand instantly palmed one of my breasts.  God, it felt good!  Ty might have been a bit young (19 years old) to be fooling around with an old hag like me (32 years old) but he sure had some skilled hands!  I thought things were starting to get out of hand at this point and decided I would stop him… in a few minutes, though.  I mean, it felt really, really, really good!

When the elevator doors finally opened on the top floor of our office building Ty and I were still lip locked and his hands were still aggressively mapping my curves.  He didn’t even stop when he began guiding us off the elevator and down to the conference room!  I was so overwhelmed by Ty’s intensity and skill that barely a minute had passed after he had my dress folded over the back of a chair while his face was buried between my thighs.  Let me just say this, Ty may have only been 19 but he had the pussy lapping skills of a veteran porn star.  Sweet Jesus, he was good!   

So, on the stroke of midnight, instead of ringing in the new year by kissing my husband, I was naked and on my back with Ty’s huge cock sawing in and out of me.  He had already shot a huge load deep into my unprotected vagina (and given me some screamer’s of my own) but he was young and had boundless energy!  Sweet Jesus, his huge dick felt amazing inside me!

It was more than 30 minutes past midnight before I was able to go back down stairs.  Ty had hosed my insides down with 2 huge gushers of cum.  So, I had sent him ahead after I convinced him a third round wouldn’t be prudent.  Then I spent some time on the porcelain throne, letting his essence drip out of me.  Even after, I was hyper aware of the feeling of his cum still leaking out onto my inner thighs for the rest of the night.

How did my husband handle my absence?  I was told he had passed out on a couch from drinking too much about 15 before midnight… which kind of pissed me off.  I mean, I could have kept Ty up in the conference room for a lot longer!  Such a waste.