It was Monday after Thanksgiving. I was comparing cooking notes with my office receptionist — a very sexy older woman named Ann, about my same age. We both cook and flirt, and have flirted with each other for years. Except for some deniable touching, flirting is all that had yet transpired.
“It was the first time I made my turkey on a sheet pan instead of a roaster”, I said.
“The meat was done perfectly and was perfect – moist and juicy”, I added.
“Let me see” , she asked taking my phone and pressing the photo icon. I was surprised, I don’t even let my girl friend take my phone. But the last several pictures were cooking shots – including the prepared meal.
” That looks easy”, Ann said as she started to scroll.
I find Ann sexy. She is attractive in a lush womanly way. I am always hard when we talk – Ann at her seat at the reception desk and me standing next to and over her – my straining cock about even with her lush full lips
“Here, let me take that”, I said becoming a little concerned. There were pictures on that phone that did not involve roasted turkey ….
“Just wait”, she said pushing my hand away from the phone as she continued to scroll, biting her lower lip.
She looked up after a few long minutes. “It does look firm, but the only way to tell if it’s juicy and flavorful is to taste it” , she said with a wicked grin
I then saw what I suspected — Ann had been looking at pictures other than of the well roasted turkey.
I was painfully and noticeably hard and Ann was obviously enjoying my discomfort and the view. My tan wool trousers were spotted from where my leaky cockhead pressed prominently
“I would love to give you a taste” , I answered moving closer
Ann looked around. It was quiet but we were in full view from the lobby. She breathed deeply and grabbed my distended cock through my trousers, silently mouthing “come here”.
She unzipped my pants and freed me. I sprang forth firm and moist — throbbing and shiny with precum
Looking quickly around she took me fully into her mouth swirling her tongue around my painfully engorged bulbous head
Just then the elevator chimed. Ann turned to the lobby and I quickly withdrew and awkwardly shoving my hard cock back into my pants. I took off my sport coat and held it in front of me as I returned to the reception area
Ann saw me and smiled brightly. “We will have to do lunch for the holidays she said brightly as her eyes teased me.
“Yes, let’s do that” I said and then, reluctantly, left to go back to my office.