There is a Mexican woman I work with daily. She's fifty-something with a bit of a belly hanging over her belt, but she's got a great set of tits, a face that is ok, a nice ass and a pretty good set of legs. She has that look of having been rode hard and put up wet more than a few times, but that only adds to her attractiveness. I know, most guys go for the young, tight, and perky girls, and I usually do, too. But there is something about Ana that has always oozed, "I can fuck you balls off!"

She's a drinking, party girl and I don't drink. Plus, I'm in a rather dead, but still valid, marriage and getting out is difficult. I never expected anything would happen, but the workload in our area spiked last fall and opportunity arose.

We both had to work one Saturday. As it turned out, we were the only ones in the building for the day. She was wearing a tight, white button up top that easily revealed her lacy bra and its abundant occupants. I could see through the gaps between the buttons, the blue veins threading just under the light brown skin on the insides of each. The blouse also kept riding up in the back to reveal her lower back tattoo (tramp stamp, I've heard it called) and red thong. When I first saw the thong, I remembered something I'd read decades ago about a woman wearing red panties if she planned on getting fucked in the day, and black for night fucks. That made me wonder and my wondering gave a stir to my groin.

I often take care of little repairs myself to keep from having to interrupt her, and because it's more efficient that way. But that day my imagination was churning with possibilities and I started taking more and more to her just to be around her.

During one trip I had to explain exactly what I wanted done. I bent over her bench and was rewarded with an excellent down-blouse view. The button just above her bra had let go and she, it seemed, was unaware. The tight blouse had gapped wide open. Her nipples were very prominent through the fabric, too. Geez, I got hard as I explained what I wanted her to do (job related, that is).

I finally could not drag the explanation out anymore and it was time to leave. As I stood up my now rock-hard dick made a noticeable bulge in my jeans. When she turned her head, her face was less than a foot from it and she looked straight there. Her eyes got wide, her eyebrows came up, and her mouth formed an O.

My embarrassment began, but when she looked up into my eyes, smiled, and licked her lips it ceased. "Is that for me," she asked with her accent.

"If you want it," I replied. Without hesitation, she reached out, unbuckled my belt, and pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees.

"I've been wanting this since you came to work here," she said as she wrapped one hand around my shaft and cupped my balls with the other.

Gripping my dick, she stroked her hand from the base to the head causing a drop of precum to ooze out. With a squeal of delight, her tongue snaked out to catch it on the tip, then back onto her mouth where she spread it around for the flavor. "Mmm," she said just before she took my entire shaft past her lips.

I've had some great blowjobs before, but this woman could suck the flavor out of a piece of bubble gum without removing the wrapper. She would open her mouth and slide my dick in over her tongue, then lock her lips around the shaft and suck as she slid it out. I could feel the tip of her tongue pressing along the underside to milk as much precum out as she could get. She kept this up at a steady pace as one hand continued to cup and massage my balls and her other hand was on my ass massaging and pulling me into her mouth.

Dear God! I was harder than I'd been since my teens. My legs were beginning to tremble and I could feel the eruption building. "I'm going to cum real soon," I warned her. Her eyes crinkled in a smile and she kept on sucking my dick. I started pumping her mouth and her grip on my ass increased, massaging near my asshole, but not quite touching it. Pressure built and I passed the point of no return. I placed my hands on either side of her head firmly, but loose enough she could pull her head back if she wanted and started to fuck her face. I felt my hands shaking as I neared the blow point, but she just kept sucking and looking up at me with those smiling eyes.

HOLY FUCKING MOTHER OF GOD!! I came in a gusher as I kept pumping in and out of her mouth. None of this "back of the throat" crap. I blew my wad all over the inside of her mouth as she kept sucking and dragging the tip of her tongue along the underside to milk every drop out. I was shaking all over and squirting like I never remembered doing before. She was sucking and swallowing and gripping my balls and ass and staring at me with those smiling eyes.

The climax subsided and she kept me in her mouth, sucking and tonguing me until all my cum had gone down her throat. She finally let my flaccid dick slip from her lips. "Ahh, that was good," she giggled.

I stepped back and pulled my pants up. She wiggled her ass in her chair a bit, then stood up and looked at the seat. "Oh, look," she said with a giggle, "My pussy is wet." Sure enough, there was a damp spot on the fabric seat and I caught the scent of horny woman in the air. Bending down, I took a deep whiff. "Damn," I exclaimed, "I want to drink some of that." She giggled again and said, "Come on."

Grabbing my hand, she led me back to an empty bench in the far corner of the room. She began stripping out of her clothes and I followed her example. Good Lord! What a set of tits! There was quite a bit of sag, but they were still awesome, tipped with nipples the size of my thumb. She laid down on the bench, her butt and feet near the edge, knees up and spread, and her hands holding her tits together while her fingers tickled her nipples. I saw she had her bush trimmed neatly into a heart shape. Her pussy lips were open, clit was exposed and erect, and she was very wet already.

I pulled over a nearby chair, sat down, placed my hands on her inner thighs and pushed her legs open wider until they were almost flat on the bench. Then I sank my tongue as deep as I could into her well, placed the tip firmly against the top of the canal and slid it out and up over her clit. She sighed as my tongue penetrated her and yelped with a jerk of her hips as I flicked her clit.

Damn, she was pure nectar and a flood of it. Focusing on her clit, I sucked it between my lips and rapidly flicked it with the tip of my tongue. Her butt came up off the table as she squealed something in Mexican. She was rolling and pulling on her nipples with gusto now, literally lifting and shaking her tits with them. I heard something about "gringo", "hombre", and "fuck", but that was all I could make out.

Placing my hands under her ass, I spread her cheeks wide. As my tongue focused on her clit my thumbs found her butt hole and began teasing and stretching it. Her hip gyrations increased as did her groaning and muttering. Pussy juice ran out of her well, down the crack, and oiled the action of my thumbs. The mutterings ceased, replaced by a steady string of squeals, groans, and sighs, punctuated with an occasional, "Fuck!" When I slipped both thumb tips into her ass, she came. Dropping her tits, she grabbed the back of my head and crammed my face into her pussy, squirming her hips to rub herself all over my mouth and nose. Her heels started beating against my back as she let out a long cry that was just short of a scream. After a while, she calmed, her feet slid down my back as her legs relaxed, and she let go of my head (thank God, I can breathe again!).

"Holy fuck, gringo, that was good," she said as her eyes opened and she focused on me standing there. Looking down at my dick waving over her pussy, she smiled. "He's ready for more! So am I. Come on, gringo, fuck my Latino cunt." I placed the head of my dick against her clit and rubbed it around. She closed her eyes, moved her hips to match, and sighed. "Come on, in my pussy, damn it," she groaned. I slid my dick down to her pussy hole and slipped the head in. Her hip action increased as her feet locked on my ass and she pulled. "Fuck me," she ordered.

OK! Grabbing her hips, I slammed my dick into her as deep as I could go. Her back arched as I ground my pubic hair into her clit. Some more Mexican words groaned out of her mouth as her head thrashed from side to side. I pulled out until just the tip of my dick was at her opening, then rammed myself back into her. Those huge tits were flopping around on her chest and arms as her hands grabbed my wrists. Her belly jiggled and rolled each time I hammered into her. It was obvious she liked it rough and furious, so that was what I gave her. Nothing slow and sensual here. Just two animals rutting ferociously. I felt her pussy juice squirt out into my pubic hair, balls, and thighs with each drive into her depths.

I pulled my wrists from her grip and grasped a huge mammary in each. I'd wanted to massage those monsters for a long time. Squeezing and pulling on them made her cries more intense. I followed her example, gripping those oversized nipples like handles, lifting and shaking her tits. Cries and groans turned into screams, the squishing around my dick increased, pussy juice dripping from my balls and running down my legs. "Fuck" was interspersed with more Mexican as her fingers found her clit. Then she slid one hand under her ass and my dick felt her finger through the thin membrane separating ass from pussy. As my dick fucked her pussy and my hands shook her tits, her fingers fucked her ass and vibrated her clit.

"You want my cum in your pussy," I asked. It was rhetorical, but I wanted to hear her say it.

"Fuck your cum in me! Cum in my pussy, gringo. Cum in my pussy," she groaned. I gave her a few more hard, deep drives and slammed into her as deep as I could possibly go when I came.  "FUCK," she cried as each blast of cum hit her cervix. Her fingers were wild on her clit and in her ass. Her feet were crushing my ass as she pulled me deeper into her, and her whole body quivered in an extended climax.

Eventually, the orgasmic high subsided. We were both panting and sweating. I leaned over and sucked on her nipples, still hard. Then I leaned further to kiss her, and she sucked the remains of her pussy juice from my mustache. My now flaccid dick fell out of her pussy and we both stood up. There was pussy juice puddled on the table and floor below. She giggled and said it was running down her thigh. She reached down, wiped a stream of our mixed juices from her thigh, and licked her fingers clean. "You taste great, gringo. I'm going to want some more of that."

Guess I'm going to be working some more Saturdays now. Flippin' workload.