Alicia caught up to Nathan in the parking lot of their children’s elementary school.
“Good evening, Mr. Chairman!” she greeted him with a laugh.
“Will you stop calling me that?” he replied good-naturedly.
“I only do it because I get a rise out of you!” she replied, wishing for months now that she’d get a different sort of ‘rise’ out of him. “Not much on the agenda tonight, is there?”
“No, there isn’t,” he said, sounding disappointed. “But you know how another parent can suddenly bring up something that takes up all the time. I’ve rarely been to a SAC meeting that didn’t have at least one thorny subject raised by a visiting parent,” he finished as they entered the school.
Nathan had been the chairman of the School Advisory Committee for more than three years. He had seen many parents attending the meeting as visitors, raising subjects anyone would know should be addressed with a much higher authority than the individual SAC. They often attended only a single meeting before seeing how tedious the whole process was, but he recalled one parent who kept coming back with the same issue, no matter how often they told her it had to take it up with the county school board.
They made their way to the classroom where the meeting was always held and took one of the dozen seats around the table. The school’s principal, Nicole Anders, and the last member joined them within a few minutes. The meeting was called to order, and the routine items were quickly dispensed, bringing them to the one significant item on the agenda.
“We did very well this year with the school grading system, and I believe this is the largest bonus I’ve ever seen us achieve! Congratulations to you and your teachers, Nicole!” Nathan said sincerely, prompting a round of applause from the attendees.
“Thank you, Nate!” Nicole replied. “As in prior years I think the bulk of the money should go to the teachers as they’re the ones who made it happen.”
“I agree!” Nate replied, “But could we take a small amount for the additional drums the music teacher asked for to expand the remedial math program?”
As an engineer and musician, Nathan was interested in this new program that suggested one could improve early math skills by learning the rhythms and timing in music. He’d even attended one of the classes to get a first-hand look.
“I think that’s a great idea!” Alicia chimed in as no surprise to Nathan.
She agreed with just about anything Nathan suggested, and more than once, he wondered if she had an ulterior motive, though what that might be escaped him.
Alicia did have a motive for supporting Nathan but was increasingly frustrated at his inability to pick up on her signals. This was her second year on the committee, and she was elected because she genuinely cared about the school her children were attending. However, becoming enthralled by the committee’s chairman was an unexpected bonus.
It started because she could see that, like her, he had a genuine interest in the school’s affairs, but his quiet confidence and ability to convince others of his ideas added to that image. After only a few meetings, she found herself attracted to him and went out of her way to connect with him before and after meetings.
That he was an attractive man certainly added to his appeal, and she wondered whether that was because he was such a contrast to her husband, Joe. Tall and slim with broad shoulders and a handsome, clean-shaven face, he was the opposite of her muscle-man, bearded, and shorter-than-average husband. She’d found Joe’s strong masculine appearance attractive when they dated and married, so she wondered if her tastes were changing.
Perhaps Joe’s lack of interest in their kid’s schooling, especially her involvement in the SAC, was another contrast that put Nathan in a better light. Nathan’s friendly, confident manner and more mature dress were a welcome contrast to Joe’s rock star T-shirts and shorts.
“I think we can divert some funds for that,” replied the principal. “Shall we use the same formula for calculating the bonuses as last year?” she asked the group.
The group voted unanimously in favor of her suggestion, and a motion was made to adjourn the meeting, which was quickly seconded.
As the others left, Alicia hung back, waiting for Nathan to finish a conversation with Nicole. She wasn’t expected home for more than an hour and saw this as an opportunity to get together with Nathan without arousing any suspicions at home.
“Were you waiting for me?” Nathan asked when he’d collected his things and started to leave.
“Yes. Since we finished early, I wondered if you’d like to get a cup of coffee?”
“Oh! Um. Yeah. Okay!” he said, both surprised and pleased with the invitation.
“The Starbucks on Park?” she asked, and they agreed to meet there in a few minutes.
They walked out together recapping the highlights of the meeting, Nathan noting an even friendlier demeanor than usual in Alicia. They split off in the parking lot to their respective cars.
Alicia was excited and saw this as perhaps her one and only opportunity to get him to see her as more than just a committee colleague. It had been close to a year since her interest in him had started growing, and her specific desires became more focused with time. She wanted much more than just coffee but hoped it would be a catalyst to something more intimate, much more intimate.
Though she knew Joe was devoted to her, that devotion didn’t keep her sexually satisfied. Whether it was his long days at work, business travel, or all the sporting events he shared with his friends, it all added up to barely satisfying sex once or twice a month.
Nathan wouldn’t initiate such a meeting with a married woman, but though he did his best to hide it, Alicia had undoubtedly gotten his attention over time. Guessing she was in her mid to late twenties, she was petite but with wonderful curves in all the right places: breasts that were a perfect handful, a flat tummy, slim waist, and shapely thighs that led to a perfectly round bottom.
Her comely features wouldn’t ordinarily have interested him, but his wife Maria had become almost completely disinterested in sex. He couldn’t really blame her. After years of trying to have children that included what they both considered forced sex on fertile days, the magic had gone out of their intimacy, almost to the point of there being no sex at all. So, in his late thirties, a young woman who reminded him of all the attributes of a college co-ed and who seemed to have an interest in him was bound to attract him.
They arrived at the Starbucks at the same time and walked in together. Early in the week and the evening, it wasn’t busy, with only one customer at a table and a take-out customer ahead of them in line. She ordered some complicated double mocha latte something-or-other, while he had a simple cup of black tea. Alicia found a table in an isolated corner while Nathan waited for their drinks.
Walking to the table, he noticed her skirt hiked up more than he’d expect, and when she saw him looking, her knees moved apart ever so slightly. A little rusty at the game, he wondered if that was a signal.
“Thank you!” she said as he set her cup down. “Mmm! Tastes good. You seem a little … I don’t know … apprehensive, Nathan. Is this okay? Worried what your wife would think?” she asked, trying to measure what chance of success she had.
“Call me Nate, and no, she probably didn’t even realize I went to the meeting,” he said, wondering if he should be so honest.
“Huh! Same here! Monday Night Football!” she said, sharing his frustration.
Their conversation was light but turned gradually more informative about their individual lives as they shared some history and funny stories. Eventually, Alicia got him to reveal his frustration with his wife as an explanation for his passion concerning the SAC. Finally managing to conceive one wonderful child, he would do anything to ensure a happy, well-rounded, and educated daughter.
“I’m so sorry, Nate,” she said, putting her hand on his knee when he’d revealed the lack of sex in his life.
“Thank you, Ali,” he replied, placing his hand over hers, seeing it as a slightly more than friendly gesture.
“It must be hard,” she said, moving her hand on top of his. “Going without for so long!” she added as she grasped his hand and moved it to her knee.
Any doubt about her motives evaporated, and he became a willing participant in her game of seduction. It was just her knee, but it felt so smooth, so warm, so inviting!
“Is there anything I can do to help?” she said as she moved a little closer, raw desire in her eyes. “Anything at all?” she offered as she began sliding his hand up her thigh.
He may have been slow on the uptake, but once he was sure of their mutual interest, he needed no further encouragement and slid his hand slowly up her luscious thigh on his own. Reaching the crotch of her panties, he could feel her arousal.
“Your panties are rather wet, Ali! I wonder why,” he said suggestively.
“Oh! My panties! I forgot!” she replied. After looking around the small restaurant and seeing no one looking, she reached up under her skirt, pulled her panties off, and handed them to Nate.
His hand, which had come out from inside her skirt when she’d done her little striptease, accepted the pale pink panties and, looking again to ensure their privacy, brought them to his nose and inhaled.
“Mmm! I’ll bet you taste delicious!” he said as she took his hand and thrust it back up her skirt, planting his fingers deep within her slit, letting them explore freely when she took her hand away.
“Oh God!” she exclaimed as the realization of her fantasy seemed imminent. “I have my minivan tonight! Right outside!”
“It’s not a suite at the Plaza, but it’ll do, won’t it!” he agreed.
She just nodded, still stunned at how quickly her plan had come to fruition. She stood first, grabbing her bag with one hand and his hand with the other, pulling him to the door. If anyone had been watching, there would be little doubt what the two were up to, especially since he was still holding her panties as they exited the store.
Fumbling in her bag for her keyfob, they rounded the corner to the side parking lot just as the sliding doors motored open. She climbed in past the single captain’s chair, still pulling him behind her, and sat in the back bench seat. Once he was in, she pressed the keyfob button to close the doors while he was kneeling on the floor where the missing captain’s chair would be.
“Well, this is convenient!” he remarked at the relative abundance of room. “Now, where’s that tasty pussy!?” he asked.
“Right here!” she giggled as she pulled her skirt up and spread her thighs apart, revealing a cleanly shaved, shiny wet pussy.
She sighed aloud as his palms caressed her thighs, moving slowly up to her magic place. Fingers glanced over her sensitive lips as he moved in with an outstretched tongue slithering between moist labia.
“Mmm, just as I expected! But maybe I’m getting ahead of myself,” he said as he leaned in for a kiss. A light touch became lips mashed together, and tongues finally involved as she held his face in her hands, moaning at his manhandling of her tits. They parted briefly to allow his removal of her blouse and hands behind her to open a bra that matched her panties. She kissed him quickly before guiding his mouth to the erect nipples of her magnificent tits, pushing them into his face.
She pulled away again to open his shirt, wanting to feel his chest against hers. She smiled broadly at his nearly hairless chest, another contrast to her husband, whose chest was like a rug. His shirt discarded behind him, their arms wrapped around each other in a tight hug, both enjoying the feeling of their bare breasts pressed hard together.
“I’ve wanted you for so long!” she whispered.
“If I’d only known! Why don’t you lie back and let me get a proper taste of that delicious pussy of yours!” he replied, pulling her skirt off to get it out of the way.
“Yes, Mr. Chairman!” she giggled, spreading herself open for him.
Nathan dove in, feeling there was no more time to be subtle. Lapping at her soft, wet lips, he had her moaning loudly with her hands in his hair, guiding him when needed. Up and down her flooded valley, and side to side, his tongue covered every bit of her eager cunt.
Planting her feet back on the floor, she lifted her hips, mashing her pussy into his face, painting it with her abundant nectar as she climbed to a delirious peak. With two fingers inside her now, she rocked her hips, getting the most out of his long fingers, but when he found her clit, rolling it between his tongue and upper lips, she reached her summit and cried out.
“Oh my! Fuck!” she yelled without regard for their semi-public location, her body trembling with the rapturous waves of pleasure. “Switch places?” she suggested when her breathing approached normal. “Now let’s see what you’re gonna fuck me with!” she said, going for the waist of his dress slacks, and seconds later she was tugging them down his legs. “Ooo!” she cooed when she saw an inch or more of his long cock poking out of the waist of his bikini briefs.
“Oh, Ali! Oh, that’s good!” he moaned when she curled her tongue around the exposed tip and licked.
He felt like he could cum from just this, but she wanted him in her mouth, so his tight black briefs were next to go; Alicia smiling broadly and licking her lips when his towering tool stood proud on its own.
Taking as much of it as she could in her mouth with a few inches left, she was already anticipating how it would feel to have him so deep inside. With a hand wrapped around the base, there was still enough to fill her mouth. Feeling it hit the back of her throat, she promised herself she’d learn to deep throat so she could take it all in.
Nathan’s moaning increased when her other hand got in the act, cradling his sac while the other had an iron grip holding back the dam burst. He watched her head bouncing on his shaft, twisting to get her tongue on as much as she could, his ejaculation imminent.
“I’m gonna cum, Ali!” he warned, assuming that, like his wife, she’d want to avoid him cumming in her mouth.
He warned her again, but she just kept on, and when she released her hold on the base, his seed cannoned into her smiling mouth. Her tongue reached a dribble around her mouth, and when she saw a drop on the leather seat, she scooped it up and sucked it off her finger.
“Can’t leave any evidence behind!” she explained.
“Jesus, Ali! That was incredible!” he said, still panting.
“Thank you!” she said, and holding his shrinking dick, added, “Now, how are we going to get him nice and long again so I can find out what having that much cock inside me feels like?”
“Trade places with me,” he instructed as he slid off the seat. “Good! Now stand up with your legs apart,” he added, turning his back to her.
Lying back between her legs so he could rest his head on the edge of the seat, he reached for her hips and pulled her down onto his face. Shifting their positions slightly had her pussy planted firmly on his mouth, his tongue wasting no time to make its presence felt.
“Oh, Nate! I’ve always wanted to try this!” she said as her hips began squirming, feeling all his facial features scrubbing between her legs.
A never-ending string of gasps and groans accompanied her first facesitting experience as his hands on her hips guided her. With his hands pushing her up, he’d have her sit hard, punching his face with her pussy. Changing to a fore and aft motion, he had her rock her hips with his nose, mouth, and chin sawing into her seething gash.
“Holy shit, Nate!” she cried as, on her own now, she ground his face into the seat cushion. “I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming!” she yelled as she bent forward to place her hands on his chest for stability.
Her pussy pummeled his face until she felt an implosion unlike any before, leaving her body trembling. Unable to stand, she moved back so she could sit, his face smiling up from between her legs. She wiped some of her juice off his face and licked.
“I guess you liked it?” he asked rhetorically.
“Fuck, it was fantastic! It really sucks that I have to get going soon, but I’m not leaving until you fuck me good and hard!”
“Turn over,” he said as he turned to face her.
With her chest on the seat, she arched her back, offering her dripping pussy to him, with another ‘Oh God!’ when she felt the tip of his snake nudge her lips apart. Other expletives escaped her lips when she felt one long, smooth thrust reach deeper than even her largest dildo.
“Oh yeah!” he exclaimed as she took the whole length the first time, with a few short lunges to get her accustomed to his size.
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” she cried as she felt his length gliding smoothly in her slippery sheath.
Getting in the act, she pushed and pulled in sync with him, their hips meeting in the middle with a smack, and just a few such thrusts had her cumming again, groaning at the extraordinary stimulation when he didn’t let up for a second.
Sensing her weakness, he grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his shaft, stabbing her with the final inch or two. The pace quickened as they both rocketed toward another climax, Nathan first, triggering hers with the first pulse of his seed inside her.
He lay atop her, trying to regain his breath while his hand stroked her hair and neck. His flaccid pole fell out of her pussy when she rolled to her side to sit on the floor, facing him with a satisfied smile she hadn’t felt in a long time.
She lifted herself onto the seat and reached for him to join her. Pulling her onto his lap, their arms entwined as they showered each other with soft, gentle kisses on faces and lips.
“God, I wish I didn’t have to go!” she said, looking into his green/gold eyes.
“I know. Will we do this again?” he asked, thinking he shouldn’t assume anything.
“Oh, Nate! I hope so!” she replied with a hint of sadness in her smile. “Will we have to wait for another meeting?”
“We may have to call an emergency SAC meeting,” he said, adding after a pause, “With just the two of us attending!”
They laughed at his joke but more with relief that this wasn’t a one-time fling.
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