About three months after she started we had to travel to a project in the Middle East; she had never been abroad before so was very excited by the prospect. We were booked into the best hotel in town that catered for Westerners; this meant that alcohol was available within the hotel grounds. I warned her that women are treated as second class citizens in this part of the world, and to expect to be ignored by the clients. It turned out the opposite was true, the clients loved her and as a result the week went superbly.
“Jo, you’ve been great this week, I don’t think the job would have gone so well without you,” I told her. “You deserve a treat. Let me treat you to a spa day to say thank you.”
“Thanks, Alan, but, there’s no need, really,” she replied.
“I insist,” I said, ”I’m on a four wheel drive day, so you can be pampered to you hearts content.”
When we met up the following evening, Jo looked stunning, she was also very relaxed from her day, she wasn’t wearing any make-up which allowed her natural beauty to show, and I complimented her, telling her so. She looked a bit embarrassed by my comment, but looked pleased. We had dinner and a few drinks and then went to our rooms to pack for our journey home. I had just got out of the shower when there was a knock on the door; I wrapped a towel around my waist and opened it. Jo was standing there with the handle of her suitcase in her hand.
“I finished packing and went to put my case on the floor when the handle came off in my hand. Do you think you can re-attatch it for me?” she asked.
“I’ll have a go, let me get some clothes on and I’ll be there,” I told her. I noticed Jo looking at my groin area as I said it, but, took no notice. I quickly threw on a pair of shorts and went to her room. After a few minutes of trying to fix the handle we came to the conclusion that it was a waste of time.
“Let’s have a drink instead then,” she said. She poured us a glass of wine each and we went and stood on the balcony drinking it, watching the sun set over the desert.
“It’s beautiful,” Jo said, “I’m so grateful to you for hiring me and giving this chance.” As she said it she put her hand on mine. I could feel how warm and soft her hand was.
“You’re welcome Jo, but I’d better go now, we’ve got a long day travelling tomorrow.” As I said it she kissed me, full on the lips. I pulled away, quite shocked.
“Alan, I want you, I’ve wanted you from the day we first met,” she said.
“Jo, I’m happily married, and I’m old enough to be your Dad, I’m very flattered, but I think we should leave it there.”
“Sorry, Alan, but, I can’t help my feelings.” As she said it she took my hand and placed it on her breast, I could feel the nipple harden under my fingers. I could feel she had no bra on. My other hand she placed between her legs, I could feel her heat.
“Can you feel how hot I am? I want to fuck you,” she said. I was quite shocked and went to move away, but she clamped her legs around my hand and kissed me again. She was pressing herself against me as she did and, I began to respond, kissing her back and, squeezing her breast. Our kissing became more passionate, and we carried on for a time. When we finally broke apart I went to leave.
“Jo, this is wrong, we have to stop,” I said. As I said it she stripped her dress off over her head revealing she was totally naked. Her breasts stood proud, the nipples erect and her pussy was shaven apart from a small heart shaped area of closely cropped hair. All resistance I had fell away as I looked at her. I said again,
“This is wrong, Jo.”
“I know, that’s what makes it so right,” she replied. She knelt in front of me and undid my shorts; my erect cock sprang forward as she did. Any thoughts of my wife disappeared from my mind, I know that sounds wrong, but, I had a stunning, naked, young girl on her knees in front of me, who had taken my erection in her hand and was slowly stroking it.
I looked down at her, she looked back at me and took me in her mouth as she did, her tongue flicked around the head of my cock, then she licked along the length to my balls, which she sucked into her mouth one at a time, she was rubbing the tip of my cock with her nails, I had never had this done before, (my wife was pretty firm about oral sex, just a quick suck, no more,) the feeling was incredible and I came all over her hand, some splashed onto her belly and ran down to her pussy, where it dripped onto the floor.
“I‘m sorry, I’ve made a mess on you,” I said.
“Don’t be, I can feel how hot your spunk is,” she replied, rubbing the spunk into her skin.
”I should go now, Jo, we must never repeat this.” My thoughts had returned to my wife.
“You’re not going anywhere until I’ve fucked you,” she said and, grabbing my softening cock pulled me into the bedroom. I must admit that I didn’t offer much resistance. Jo pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, I could feel the heat of her against my belly. She ran her nails across my chest, down to my cock and back up again. Then she began to rub herself, with two fingers she opened her pussy so I could see the pink flesh and inserted one finger from her other hand into herself and began to work it in and out, I could hear a squelching sound.
“Can you hear that? That’s how wet I am, that’s how much I need to fuck you.” My prick had responded to what I was seeing and began to harden, Jo grasped it and squeezed as she moved into a position where she could sit on it. She rubbed it against herself once or twice then, slowly lowered herself onto my now throbbing member. I had never felt a shaven pussy before, it was unlike anything I’d known. Jo was sliding up and down on me, sometimes rocking her hips back and forth, her head was down and I could just see that her eyes were closed through her hair as she concentrated on her movements. She placed her hands on my chest to support herself as she began to increase the speed of her movements, she was moaning, a deep noise that was coming from deep in her throat.
“Alan, I can feel your cock all the way inside me, I want your spunk filling my cunt.” She raised herself until only the tip of my cock was inside her and slammed herself down hard onto me.
“Unnggh, that is so good,” she whispered, and began to repeat it faster and faster.
I was now thrusting upwards to meet her, ramming into her as hard as I could.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” I said. As I did Jo, began to moan louder.
“Uuuurrrrhh, shit, shit, shit, I’m cumming too. Fuck me, Alan, give me your cum.”
I felt my cock erupt spunk deep into Jo’s cunt; I could feel myself pumping my spunk, until I felt it running out of her and all over me. Jo’s legs were clamped around me as she came, she seemed to go rigid, her head thrown back, eyes shut as she let the orgasm take her until she slumped against me. Spunk ran out of her, past my cock onto me and down between my legs onto the bed cover. Jo raised herself off me, grasped my cock and licked our combined fluids off of me, sucking the last few drops from my cock. Then she lay next to me with her head on my chest. I lay there, trying to make sense of what had just happened, it was the most incredible sex I had ever had, with a girl of only 24, who is young enough to be my daughter, who did things I had never experienced before.
I got up off the bed.
“Jo I have to go, I’ll see you for breakfast in the morning.” I left the room and returned to mine, I sat for a long time considering what we had done. I decided that it would only happen once, so I would not tell my wife. The next morning over breakfast I told Jo what I had decided.
“Jo, I’m very flattered about what happened last night, I must admit the sex was mind blowing, but, it must never happen again, you’re a beautiful young woman, I’m an old man compared to you, you should be with men your own age.” She started to protest, but, I held up my hand to stop her.
“This won’t affect our working relationship, you’re a very capable person so your help will be invaluable to me, and the company, but, as I said this must be a one off, now let’s get to the airport.”
Jo was very quiet throughout the journey home, but, was fine for the rest of the week, working with me with no hint of what had happened. My wife was her usual self when I got back, she gave no hint of any suspicion so, and by the end of the week I thought everything would be okay. The following week Jo and I were preparing for our next project and had loads to do, so we had to work late for a couple of nights. The first night was fine, but, on the second Jo told me she had been thinking about what had happened and confessed she still wanted me. I began to explain why it couldn’t happen again when she came over to me and put her hand on my cock. She could feel it start to harden through my trousers. I removed her hand, but she stood and undid her skirt, she let it fall to the floor revealing black hold up stockings and no underwear, as I stared at her she pulled her top off, she had on a black lacy bra that her breasts were spilling out of.
“You like what you see, don’t you?” she asked. I nodded.
“Good, just sit and enjoy.” She knelt in front of me and undid my trousers, easing my cock out, she wrapped her hand around it and stroked it for a minute before engulfing it with her mouth, her mouth felt so hot my cock was twitching, she was sucking it so hard it wasn’t long before I felt myself at the point of cumming.
“Jo, I’m going to cum.” She carried on sucking until I spewed spunk out of my cock into her hot, waiting mouth. Strings of spunk hit her throat as she continued to suck me.
