The awards dinner had been a quiet affair. The meal was a step above the typical rubber chicken that seemed to be a trademark for these events and despite overcooked vegetables, the desserts were appealing and tasty. After the tables had been cleared an announcement came over the PA that a quartet would be playing music and the dance floor would be open.

I had left my wife at home for the night. Even though spouses were welcome, she had no desire for an evening of speeches and food that was only passing. So I attended alone, hoping I might see someone I knew. The purpose of the evening was to thank the volunteers for a successful event that had been smoothly run on a limited budget. This had required hundreds of workers in a variety of venues, but the banquet was to honor those in charge. I had volunteered to run one of the sporting events, and even though it had been a success, I breathed a sigh of relief that it was over.

As the tables and dance floor were cleared, people began mingling freely, after dinner drinks in hand. It was then I noticed someone I thought to be a former co-worker, Kate, looking as though she was lost. Crossing the room toward her, I made eye contact with her and her demeanor changed to a smile.

"I was wondering if there was anyone here I knew," she said.

"My God. I haven't seen you in ages. How have you been? You look great! Were you here for the dinner?"

"Oh, I just arrived. I wasn't going to attend, but then I thought 'What the hell' and decided to pick up my volunteer pin and have a drink. I was bored at home. I just moved back and have a new job...one that I like."

Kate and I had a bit of history. We had worked together in the same department for several years before she transferred to a different employer. When I was first hired, she took me under her wing whenever I had questions, and we developed a close friendship. Kate was a single mom with two kids, now teenagers. She had been divorced for several years—since before I knew her, and occasionally she dated men outside our mutual circle, none of whom I knew well and none who seemed to be right for her. She was attractive enough, but I think she was also picky about whom she dated.

Kate had her kids young, and despite approaching middle age, she had retained her youthful vigor and looks. She was petite, probably only 5'3" but had a nice figure even though she covered it up with conservative clothing. Her red hair and green eyes insinuated a hint of devilry, however.

Work had put us together on many occasions, and over time we learned much of one another. We shared frustrations with our work, and I tried to be a shoulder to lean on when she needed it. Occasionally she divulged other frustrations as well, and once after venting to me in my office about a variety of petty issues, she burst out with "Maybe I just need a good fucking. But I doubt that's going to happen anytime soon."

Kate had always been a perfect lady around me, occasionally letting her hair down with a slightly racy joke, but I had never heard her use coarse language--or even swear for that matter. I smiled awkwardly at her comment, but thankfully I was seated behind my desk because I had an instant hard-on. And from that moment, I tended to look at Kate a bit differently.

I had previously noticed that Kate sported a couple of nice, perky breasts even though she usually minimized them by the way she dressed. On rare occasions, it became obvious that she possessed temptingly plump boobs. As casual Fridays became more common, she would sometimes wear designer t-shirts that showed off those assets. One hot summer Friday when the air conditioning was blowing full blast, her prominent nipple display turned more than a few heads from the staff, both male and female. Her breasts became the hot topic at the water cooler.

Our relationship gradually developed into what I considered innocent flirting, and eventually something more. At one point after she had left for her new job, we found ourselves at the same sporting event party, each unaccompanied. My wife hated football and Kate was still single, so we ended up sitting next to one another and catching up on our lives as the revelry and drinking typical of those events ensued. The game was a bit of a blowout, and early in the fourth quarter, she asked if I might give her a ride home when I was ready to go. She had been dropped off by her son and it would be easier if I gave her a lift since it was on the way.

"Sure, no problem." We were both a bit tipsy from a couple of hours of drinking, but I felt good enough to drive. "Let's go now. The game is all but over."

We thanked the hosts and left even though others decided to stick it out for the finale. Once in my car, she seemed to be smiling nervously, and I asked if something was wrong.

"Not really, it's just that I've missed all of you guys. My new job isn't near as much fun and the people there are pretty cold. I wish I had stayed with the old crew."

We chatted about her new position and in short order, we arrived at her condo. I parked in a visitor's space.

"Would you like to come in?" Her smile was warm and affectionate.

I probably secretly hoped that her invite might lead to something more, so I said, "Sure." I looked at my watch out of habit. "Been a while since I've been here." I had helped Kate move some heavy furniture when she bought the condo, but I had never really been invited in socially.

I followed Kate in and up the stairs to her living room in the split-level design. It had been freshly painted and she had purchased new furniture including a comfortable-looking love seat where she directed me. "Sit down and tell me what you've been doing that's fun." She joined me and I leaned back, still feeling no pain from the party, and joked about the terrible game we had both just witnessed as well as a few work stories. I tried to look her in the eyes, but her cashmere sweater only accented her perky boobs, and Kate's erect posture made them appear bigger than I remembered.

Laughing at one of my stupid comments, she leaned back, her globes jiggling with her laughter, and turned to face me. I sensed something I might regret was about to happen because her smiling face was now just inches from mine, and then suddenly she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.

"I'm so glad to see you again. It's been too long," she said as if the kiss was supposed to be a sisterly peck, but then she placed her hand lightly on my knee. A pregnant moment followed, and I leaned over and returned her kiss awkwardly. Regardless, my hormones were raging after her lips touched mine. My cock instantly hardened.

"Sorry. That was a bit forward of me, but I couldn't resist," I said.

"Oh, no apologies necessary. I've always liked you, you know that" she replied.

We were inches apart, and I could smell her perfume mingled with her breath. She was smiling, her lips parted slightly, and now I couldn't resist. Between the alcohol and the tempting vision in front of me, it was all over. I leaned forward and kissed her again, but this time much longer, and what started as a light smooch soon turned into an all-out embrace and an open-mouthed kiss. Almost immediately I felt her tongue sensuously exploring my mouth and I responded similarly. Her sweet breath mixed with just a tinge of alcohol inflamed me even more. Locked in an embrace and exploring each other with our tongues, I felt her hand roam down over my back and thighs, caressing me gently.

"Oh!" Kate uttered a quick gasp her hand passed lightly over my crotch and the noticeable pronouncement of my rigid penis. When we came up for air, her eyes were wide open and her breathing heavy.

She paused and stared at me as if uncertain about what to say next. Finally, she spoke. "The kids are gone until tomorrow." Her expression seemed to imply hope.

I didn't know what to say, and I hesitated for just a second before my libido kicked in at this seemingly open invitation. I responded by kissing her again. I let my hand slide down her back to her hip before I brazenly placed it on her breast, and as I caressed it, her breath quickened. Kate's nipple responded to my touch and became instantly erect through the thin fabric of her sweater.

Kate moaned in response to my touch. Her tongue danced in my mouth as I fondled her mounds.

"Your breasts are wonderful. I've wanted to hold them for years. They're even firmer than I imagined.

Kate broke our kiss and looking me directly in the eye, placed her hand on top of mine as I squeezed a ripe globe. "They're yours. I hope you enjoy them." She directed my hand under her sweater where only a thin bra lay between me and her ripe flesh. Her nipples hardened at my touch.

We stayed that way for several minutes, my hands exploring her curves while she tongued my ear and moaned dirty words of instruction.

"Go ahead. Feel my breasts. You are making my pussy wet. Your cock is so hard. Would you like to stick your cock in me? My cunt needs a hard cock so badly. I haven't had a good fucking in ages."

Her murmurings in my ear had me near a discharge. I was dizzy with excitement listening to her filthy talk about what she wanted me to do to her. Finally, she stood and took me by the hand, leading me to her bedroom.

Her king-sized bed had been hastily made. Her clothes from the previous day lay draped over a chair by the closet including a sexy bra hanging by the strap. A large mirror hung above the headboard and I watched as our reflections entered the room and stood at the end of the bed. She turned to me and kissed me again. "I need this so bad. I want you to make love to me. No...I want you to fuck me! It's been so long since I've been fucked. I need a big cock stuffing my cunt. I am so horny right now."

Her use of the words like "fuck," "cunt," and "pussy" both shocked and excited me. Other than the confession she had made to me years before, Kate had always been prim and proper. She more closely resembled the stereotypical librarian rather than a lady of pleasure. But her dirty talk succeeded in arousing me even more and only intensified my desire. My cock stood at attention and strained against my dockers. The image of my tented pants in her mirror was almost laughable. She looked down and gasped at the snake desperately trying to free itself from the confines of my pants. We kissed again standing there and I felt her groin push into my erection and wriggle against it.

"God, you are so hard. I can't wait to get this big cock inside me."

Our embrace soon became a frantic effort to get out of our clothes between bouts of kissing and groping. Kate pulled her sweater over her head, shaking her red mane free and revealing a sheer bra supporting breasts as beautiful as I had imagined. She reached behind and unhooked her bra, lowering one strap at a time until she was holding the cups over her nipples in fake modesty.

"Should I take it completely off? Do you want to see my old lady breasts?" she added. Her smile said it all. She was teasing and it was working.

"Please!" I begged. And slowly, one breast at a time, she lowered the garment to reveal two near-perfect tits capped by huge, pink, puffy nipples. Her pointy breasts, now free of their support, stood proudly jutting from her chest like a pair of ripe melons. Her engorged nipples begged to be suckled. Her breasts were not so big as to be suffering from gravity, but they were definitely more than a mouthful. Her bumpy areolae were dollar-sized and capped with large nubs.

And I responded appropriately, my mouth immediately went to a ripe nipple, licking and sucking first one and then the other. Kate moaned and held my head as I enjoyed her bounty, moving back and forth between each tit.

"I love to have my nipples sucked...god, it makes me so horny." Her voice was husky and filled with passion.

By now I was naked except for my jockeys, and Kate moaned aloud when she reached down and stroked my cock which was desperately trying to free itself from its confinement.

I looked down to see her hand grasp the shaft and rub it from the tip to my balls. After stroking me a few times through the cotton fabric, she reached inside the waistband and grabbed the shaft directly. I was rock hard and needed no more incentive despite the pleasure she was providing by stroking me.

"Your cock is as hard as a 2x4." She continued to rub and stroke it as our lips connected in unbridled passion.

Kate was also naked now except for her panties, and her petite frame with her round apple ass and gravity-defying breasts caused me to pause and take it all in while I kissed those glorious orbs from time to time. We collapsed on the bed in stages, a tangle of writhing limbs, both moaning in pleasure, kissing, licking, and groping one another. Kate pushed me onto my back and straddled me as I sucked first one breast and then the other hanging over my face. She continued to feed me her breasts and rub her panty-covered cunt back and forth over my cock, all the while instructing me in the most graphic language what she wanted me to do to her. Finally, I pulled away and rolled her over onto her back. I kneeled at the end of the bed and pulled her panties over her ankles as she raised her legs toward the ceiling. Now naked, she spread her legs revealing beautiful loose pussy lips, shaved with only a tiny fringe of red hair above her clitoris. I pushed her knees back, placed my mouth over her thick outer cunt lips, and licked her slit, soon dripping with her juices.

"Oh my God, that feels so good." Kate voluntarily spread her legs even further apart, giving me free access. "Lick my cunt. Stick your tongue in my cunt. Please."

I obeyed her filthy commands by attacking her with all the more energy, licking from her ass to her clitoris, stopping only to bury my tongue deep in her passages. In minutes she moaned muffled exclamations of pleasure, her head moving from side to side and occasionally raising on her elbows to watch as I made love to her with my tongue. "Oh god, I'm going to cum. Don't stop. Don't stop."

I pushed on the back of her knees and Kate showed her flexibility by raising her hips and spreading her legs until they were nearly flat on the bed by her ears, giving me unfettered access to her ass and vaginal area. As I licked and sucked on her clitoris, I sensed she was getting close. I inserted a finger first into my mouth to moisten it and then slowly into the tiny star of her ass. Suddenly her body froze, and then a series of convulsions took over as she screamed aloud and erupted into a huge orgasm. I continued working both holes with my tongue and finger until she stiffened one final time and then collapsed in a heap, her body as limp as a rag doll. My face was covered in her sweet nectar.

I crawled back up on the bed next to her. Kate lay there for a few seconds, breathing hard, and then rolled on top of me and kissed and licked my face passionately, her tongue tasting her juices fresh from her orgasm.

"Did you like that?" I was searching for teasing approval. Her violent orgasm had convinced me that she had.

"Holy fuck! That was just what I needed. Now, I'm going to fuck you. I want you to put that fat cock in me and fuck me like a dirty whore."

She was now grinning, almost evilly, as she lowered her head and kissed my stomach while sliding my jockeys down to where I could kick them off. My cock sprang to attention, and in seconds she grabbed it and wrapped her lips around the head, straining to take in more and sucking so hard her cheeks were hollows. I propped myself on my elbows to watch as her red hair framed her face and her lips slid up and down my fully engorged cock.

Once there was no question I was fully ready to fuck, she slid up and straddled me with my prick sticking up between her knees. She stroked it a few more times and then raised her hips and crawled forward until my cockhead was centered under her hanging pussy lips. She sluiced it back and forth, wetting the head with her juices before finally planting her labia around the head. Slowly, inch by inch she lowered herself onto my rigid shaft until only an inch or two remained.

"Oh, yes! God, you feel so good. Your cock is filling me up. I've wanted this for so long...your big cock stuffing my pussy." Kate looked down and watched as my prick disappeared in and out of her while she slowly raised and lowered her hips. When her ass was finally in contact with my groin and I was fully inserted in her, she leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of me, her breasts grazing my chest, and slowly twerked her hips up and down and in tight circles.

"Yeah, like that," I advised. "Your pussy is so tight. Nice and slow." I watched as her labia stretched around my cock when she lifted her hips. Her juices ran down my shaft as she moved her ass in a steady rhythm. She leaned forward and kissed me, her tongue dancing in my mouth while her ass ground into me. The result was a surge of cum eventually working its way from my groin to my cock after only about ten minutes of fucking.

"If you don't slow down, I'm going to cum in you soon. You feel so good. Oh God, Kate, I don't think I can last much longer." I tried thinking of anything except an orgasm: football, work, the weather. I didn't want this to end. This was a fucking I would never forget. My cock had never felt so big and hard.

"Go ahead. Shoot it in me. Fill me with your hot cum. I want to feel your cock squirting inside me." She redoubled her efforts, and now she was pumping her ass up and down with a frenzy, alternately gyrating in tight circles. She leaned back to get a better view of our fucking, her arms behind her on the bed for support and her breasts jutting up toward the ceiling. Her swollen nipples glistened with my saliva. The combination of her talking dirty to me while I stared at her sliding pussy and her perky tits wobbling with the action proved to be too much. The sight of her quim stretching over and engulfing my cock with each downstroke put me over the edge. With a huge grunt, I met one of her thrusts with a lunge and grabbed her by the hips. She leaned forward again and I held her locked to me, my pulsating prick buried in fertile pussy..

"Oh fuck," I yelled as the cum shot out of my cock and deep into her cunt. Wave after wave of jizz filled her until she could hold no more, and it began draining out of her and down my shaft despite the tight seal between prick and pussy. Finally, when I was completely drained, she slowly raised her ass off of me and craned her neck to see the result, staring at the cum oozing from her pussy lips. She reached back, pushed a finger inside her cunt, and pulled it out covered in white goo. Then, smiling, she sucked the cum off of her finger.

"Yumm! You taste good."

When it was clean, she bent down and licked the cum off of my cock and stomach where it had pooled.

With sticky sperm still coating her lips, she crawled up to me and gave me a sloppy kiss, transferring some of the milky mess into my mouth before licking her lips sensuously and swallowing. She wiped her mouth with an index finger and inserted it into my mouth.

"Clean as a whistle," she grinned.

"Where did you learn to fuck like that?" I was so exhausted from my climax, I still struggled to get my breath. "I don't remember ever cumming so hard in my life."

"Did YOU like that?" she said, teasing me with my own question. Her smile was almost evil. She giggled and leaned down, pressing those ripe nipples into my chest and licking any remaining remnants of cum from around my mouth.

After some cuddling and a bit more fondling of those pert tits, I eventually got up and after a final kiss at the door, made my way home. As I drove, I was a mixture of emotions. Excitement, betrayal, confusion, and a hardening cock just thinking about the past hour. No way did I want to wreck my marriage, but sex is a strong motivator. And as it turned out, the decision was made easier when Kate quit her job and moved. Other than viewing her on social media, our relationship seemed to just end.

That is until I saw her at the banquet.

(To be continued)