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I had been working for the Senator for a long time. That day was just going to be another day of doing trailer bills, lunches, and going back to the mansion to meet someone to install new video cameras. But, God, it was hot today, I wished I was at my beach house instead of there in the capitol. Then the cell phone. I wished I could just not answer it. All I wanted was to get to the mansion, watch this installation job, and get out of the capitol. How fitting a Friday night, and the Senator had me going to baby sit some service person. I hoped I could change into something more comfortable once I got there.
Well, there I sat, and where was the guy? I heard a truck door slam. I opened the door to a man who has the most gentle warm face. He was tall, light colored hair, and talked with a Midwestern drawl. "Hello mam, I am sorry I am late, the traffic is really bad. There was an accident down the road. My name is Carmel. I am here to install the new video camera equipment."
"Carmel please do come in, let me get you a cold drink."
That man, there was something about that man, what was it? He even smelled good. He walked into the kitchen with me. I kept asking myself what was wrong with me. All of a sudden wild fantasies started running through my head. I dared not look at him, he probably would have guessed my thoughts. It had been a long time since I had been with a man. My husband was in a nursing home, slowly dying. I had died along time ago. Carmel was awakening something in me.
I tried to act normal, and began to show Carmel the video sites. The sun was starting to settle, the sky was awake with the most beautiful sunset. Carmel turned to me and asked, "May I call you Vickie?"
"Of course, Carmel," I told him with a smile. Carmel looked at me without saying anything for what seemed a lifetime.
"Vickie is something wrong, you seem so...Well I am not sure how to put it into words..."
"Oh Carmel, oh, I am sorry, I am just preoccupied with everything I have to do this evening." Carmel said, "I will be out of your hair in less than an hour."
Carmel went off to begin his work in the Senator's study. I followed him in. There was a moment of desire between us, we both felt it. I felt a wetness in me already. I walked up to him and gently kissed his mouth. He returned the kiss, and then another.
Carmel wanted to say something, but I told him no. With a rapid and excited movement, I unzipped his pants. I went down on my knees, and I put my hands into his pants, feeling the length and thickness of him. I caressed his cock in my hand, and wet it with the saliva from my mouth, then I took his head into my mouth.
Carmel started to pull his pants off. There was a conjunction of combined movements, followed by broken words, "Ah, God that feels good. I ran my mouth over and around the head of his cock, feeling the heat from him. I took him into my mouth, tasting his pre-cum. I ran my mouth and tongue over his legs, then to his stomach, then back to his cock. I got up, and putting one leg up on the couch, found my finger going into my sex.
Carmel came towards me and I said no. I moved my finger inside of me, feeling my own wetness, and as Carmel again moved towards me, I put my finger into his mouth then into mine.
Carmel began to move his hands over my blouse, over my breast, my nipples becoming hard as he touched them. I opened my blouse, and started to run my fingers over the other breast. I took his cock and put it inside of me. God, I wanted him to fuck me then. I moved slowly up and down over him, both of us still standing in the Senator's study. I pulled myself off of him, and I bent over the couch and let him take me from the rear. He went deeper and deeper into me giving me such pleasure, I wanted to scream. I fingered myself, while he was inside of me. He started to pound inside of me, faster and faster as I held onto the edge of the couch. I moved and pulled him out of me, and laid down on the couch. He began to put his cock in between my large breasts, and fuck them. My tongue found its way to the head of his cock, as I licked, sucked, and drank him.
He said, "No Vickie let me go back inside of you, I want to fill your vagina with my cream."
I sucked harder and harder, while stroking his balls. As I began to taste his pre-cum again, I could feel the rhythm in his movement become faster and faster, then even faster. The more he moved the more I sucked him. As he started to moan, I took his cock in my hand and rubbed it over my breast, and then quickly moved, and put him inside me again. He pounded and pounded, his moans became louder, as mine did, and he suddenly pulled back from me, and asked me to cum with him. At that moment the only words that could come from my mouth were, "Oh God, Oh God..." As I started to cum, Carmel made a soft scream, and, as he starting cumming, I also came and began to build again for another orgasm.
He moved to my breasts and began to suck them, running his tongue over them making them harder and harder as he picked up his tie from the floor. Then he gently bound my hands above my head.
Carmel told me now he was going to fuck every part of me. It was the most incredible feeling of submission, one I had never felt. We, continued to make love in every different way possible, until we both fell asleep for awhile. We awoke to tasting our sex, sticking together from our sex, and smelling of our sex.
We were from such different worlds. We touched a place in each other, that sometimes we forget about, and can not always remember, but that time...I remember.
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