Afternoon Blow Job
One sunny warm June day back in 2010, my business partner and I were at the state capital for a conference. Jan and I had been friends before we were business partners. She was always flirtatious towards me, even before we engaged in business. Jan had been married for five years when we first met through a mutual friend in 2003. At this time, I had been married for fifteen years, since 1988. Two years after hanging out together on weekends and the four of us going on a few vacations, I asked Jan if she wanted to partner up with me in my Bespoke Tailoring Business. Jan thought it over for a week and said that she would be pleased to enter into business with me, this was 2005.
We started on weekends, with Jan learning the trade from the bottom up. While we worked, Jan and I became closer. I found out that she was in her second marriage and, honestly, I figured it wasn’t so great from the stories she told me while we worked. I was never one to judge, so I just let her get it out. Besides, I had met her husband and I considered him to be a great guy but a little too much on the quiet, and very vanilla side.
Jan, on the other side of the coin, was quite different from her husband. In personalities, she and I were very much alike. Extremely outgoing, willing to talk to anyone, and incredibly open about sex and what we liked sexually. Because of these similarities, we evaluated the boundaries at times.
Several times, while working in my shop, she would brush against me or touch me in a way that was suggestive. I would always try to keep things on a professional level, I must say which was difficult, with her wearing those tight jeans or leaning across the workbench from me in her loose tops that showed off her beautiful cleavage.
I guess I should describe her. If you look at the picture above, Jan gave me that. Her husband took it along with a few others, he never knew where those pictures would wind up one day. Jan has a gorgeous figure of 36c, 23, 35. With her shoulder-length, deep brown hair, which is so dark it looks black just like her eyes, she was stunning, to say the least. “At 5’3 and 112 pounds, she turned a lot of heads when out.”
Fast forward to 2010, Jan had finished her apprenticeship with me and was now a Bespoke Tailor and a full partner. We decided to attend a conference in June of the same year. Jan arrived at my house wearing a grey double-breasted jacket with black buttons, a matching skirt, and some black FMPs. Both the jacket and skirt hugged her gorgeous curves. We left early as it was a weekday and the conference was about an hour and a half away.
On the drive down Jan told me
“I was getting dressed this morning walking around the house in my seamed stocking, dark green garter belts, and matching push-up bra. Do you think that Tim even fucking noticed me. Geez, it’s like I am not there, and I work hard to stay in shape. I don’t know why I bother sometimes.”
I smiled and replied, “If you had been walking around me like that, I don’t think we would have ever made it out the door.” I said it jokingly but half-serious at the same time.
After that, the car was silent, I wasn’t sure what to say and Jan just looked straight ahead, so I couldn’t tell what she was thinking.
I started looking around while driving. I noticed we were in Greenview, it's thirty minutes north of our conference. It’s one of those towns that was founded because of the Railroad and never grew any bigger. Outside of town, there was a beautiful old home that had fallen into disrepair. Upon passing it I said
“One of these days I am going to stop and look around that old, abandoned home. I bet it was quite beautiful in its day.”
Jan said nothing the rest of the way to Springfield. I found the parking deck that was close to the conference and pulled into parking and shut the car off. I turned to Jan and spoke.
“Jan, did I say something wrong and piss you off or make you mad at me?”
She unbuckled her seat belt and turned towards me. Jan looked me right in the eyes and pulled me close to her. I honestly didn’t resist. We locked lips passionately. I couldn’t resist nor could she. We both enjoyed each other lips and the passion that went with a first taboo kiss.
Jan pulled back smiling at me and spoke.
“I'd like to skip the conference today and hang out downtown, do some window shopping, and have lunch before we head home this afternoon, what do you say?”
I looked at her and said nothing for a few minutes as I was trying to process all of what had just happened. After what seemed like several minutes, but I am sure was only ten seconds, I answered her.
“Well, how about we go to Robbie’s, I know you have never been there. I can get you a horseshoe for lunch and we can head back home.” I smiled as I said that.
I got out of the car and walked around to her side, of the car opening the door as she turned, I noticed her skirt was hiked up and she gave me a nice thigh shot with just a hint of thong. Jan smiled at me as she got out.
I thought to myself, that wasn’t an accident.
Jan and I took our time getting to Robbie’s; it was three blocks from the parking deck. The lunch crowd was in full swing. There were five young lawyers standing inside Robbie’s. As I walked in, I held the door for Jan. She walked past me towards the front desk where these lawyers were standing. Jan said we would like a table for two. All these young men turned and just stared at her.
The lady showed us to our table at the front window and Jan and I sat down. These young men were talking quietly among themselves as they looked over at Jan smiled and walked out the door.
Jan leaned over to me and smiled, saying, "Which one of those lawyers do you think is going back to their office to rub one out, wishing they were you right now?”
I smiled and grinned back at her.” So, you noticed them all looking?”
“Well, I couldn’t help but notice it was that obvious, to say the least.”
“I would think that made you feel good about yourself?”
“God, yes, it turned me on to know other men found me sexy?” Jan said as she looked over her menu.
“Well, what do you think you want Jan, maybe some coffee, tea, or me?”
Jan smiled back at me but with a kind of devilish grin on her face saying nothing.
The server arrived and I ordered for us both a horseshoe made with beef, steak fries, and covered with cheddar cheese. While we waited Jan started rubbing her ankle against my calf smiling as she had before but just smiling wickedly. Honestly, I was squirming in my chair and being glad I had a double-breasted suit as the coat covered my massive hard one and the pre cum that was oozing out of my cock.
The entire time Jan said nothing, just continued to tease me. I was so thankful when our lunch arrived, and she stopped rubbing on me. Jan was noticeably quiet during lunch which was unusual, to say the least.
“Joe, when we get done with our lunch let's skip our plans and head back up to look over the old, abandoned house we saw on the way down here.”