The Fiancée Colleague

One invitation from the Management of the company I work for to a reception before the holidays was the occasion for a stunning adventure. The reception in honor of the company's executives was held in one of the best halls of the Hotel Caravel; there gathered all the company's executives with their spouses, friends, fiancés, etc. Accompanied myself during the reception, I contented myself simply with conversations with other executives, and at the same time I admired the beautiful pussy companions.

At some point I noticed a female gaze fixed on me; it was a woman around forty, a pussy with an extravagant dress whose slit left her entire thigh uncovered. Her lustful gaze had literally disturbed me (fortunately my companion had gotten bored and kept asking me when we would leave and hadn't paid attention to the glances we exchanged). Around 3 in the morning people slowly began to leave. A small-built guy around 1.60m, whom I had spoken with briefly during the reception, approached us, greeted us, and to my great surprise I saw him approach the 40-year-old pussy to leave together (I felt surprise because this guy, 1.60m tall and weighing about 55 kilos, how did he manage to survive next to such a hot pussy who was 1.70m, with a strong neck and perfect tits.

As he was leaving he said to me, "I forgot to introduce you to my fiancée Georgia M......." After the introductions, Georgia, who as it turned out wasn't completely unknown to me, told us that she had come to Athens 6 months ago as an executive of the Thessaloniki branch and would be staying here permanently because in a few days she would be marrying this small-built guy, the 44-year-old Vangelis K......as he was called, who, moreover, was a monster of education, having done 2 Masters and 1 PhD in computer science. When we got home after the reception, from the food and the drink I fell straight into sleep, but before sleeping I wondered how I could see again that hot pussy with the strong ass and the big buttocks, and where I had seen her before.

The next day, Sunday, while making coffee in the morning and looking for my cigarettes in my jacket, I found a note with a phone number 697/3....... I guessed the pussy had slipped her number into my pocket in such a way that no one noticed. The next day I called her, we talked for quite a while. Georgia, 41 years old, worked as an executive in Thessaloniki and 6 months ago had moved to Athens with her fiancé, who had recently been promoted to Director and they were ready to get married. When she told me she was a friend of Maria, a colleague who works in my department, I remembered her.

(When I was briefing Maria about the work as a new employee in the company - SEE THE STORY THE COLLEAGUE - Georgia had come to teach at a seminar from Thessaloniki and in fact they had had a cordial conversation.) "Kostas, let's talk with open cards. Maria told me about the relationship you had, how serious and discreet you are, but also about many other things! I want us to get to know each other better." Indeed, although taken aback, I recovered quickly and suggested we meet somewhere for coffee, but she herself suggested, since Vangelis was away for 2 days in Thessaloniki on company business, that we meet at her place near the Amaroúsion electric railway station.

Indeed, after work I called home saying that due to the usual workload I would be late (company executives don't have fixed hours), and in a little while I was ringing the bell of her apartment. She welcomed me dressed normally and nothing indicated what was to follow. We talked about various topics, even about work and the collaboration we would have from now on. Me a Department Head, her a Deputy Director, and Vangelis the Director of the Sector where from now on we would be working.

"Thank you, Georgia, for the trust you are showing me and for the collaboration we will have, but is that why you invited me to your place?" "You'll understand quickly, Kostas. I want Vangelis only for marriage. I already support 1 child from my first marriage because my ex-husband lives permanently abroad and isn't interested, although the divorce went against me, I have custody of my child who is also adopted. Until you finish your drink, I'm coming."

She went to the bedroom and in a little while appeared in a fantastic mini sheer nightgown; almost everything was out, her buttocks, her neckline was bursting from the tight little nightgown, and from inside a small thong was visible. I was about to cum from what I saw; fortunately she quickly distracted me with her words: "Kostas, Vangelis may be good, golden-hearted, and a monster of education, but in sex he's mediocre. He makes love once a month and even the way he does it is 150 years behind. Apart from the normal position he doesn't know anything else, not to mention that when I hug him, small-built and slight as he is, I think I'm hugging my son, and because he doesn't want to deviate from his principles I say I'll live my love life with another man and I'll have Vangelis only as a husband. I talk with my friends about what they do with their husbands and with their lovers and I suffer, not to mention Maria described to me what you did back when you were fucking."

I didn't wait for anything else; the clothes came off me quickly, I tore them. The thong after I threw off her the non-existent nightgown she was wearing and I started giving her a tremendous pussy-licking. I sucked her clitoris and my tongue wandered over her pussy lips and all over the rest of her nicely shaven pussy. Screaming and with tremendous cries she came successively 2 times: "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, my Kostas, I'm cumming and cumming again, my pussy wants to empty again," she shouted. I turned her into a doggy-style position and I nailed it into her pussy, which literally had soaked the sofa in the living room where we were fucking.

"What are you doing to me, my pussy? Fuck me, my fucker, tear my hot pussy, come on, cum, I want to feel the sweetness of the cum inside my hot pussy, don't worry, I've taken pills and I don't get pregnant, tear my pussy since my asshole can't satisfy me." "Now I'm cumming, my hot one, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" I emptied all my sperm inside, but in the position we were in, most of it came out of her pussy, but she with her hand smeared it over her belly.

We lay down, had a cigarette, and in conversation she told me she hadn't been fucked in the ass since she was a student; not even her husband had done it to her, as for Vangelis, not a word.

I put her on all fours, took the Vaseline from the bathroom cabinet and smeared her asshole well, I had put enough and my cock even though it was tight didn't have trouble going in slowly. OH what are you doing to me oh! oh! what kind of heat is this? come on fuck me harder in the ass yes! yes! yes! I turned her on her back, brought her legs to my shoulders and I shoved it into her sometimes in her pussy sometimes in her ass. Her body was shaking from continuous waves of spasms that the orgasms I gave her caused. When the moment came to cum this time I pulled out and a wave of semen shot onto her belly, she with her hands smeared her chest and whatever was left her ass.

A few days later their wedding took place in Athens, I was invited as were all the executives but also quite a few people from the rest of the staff of our company. A few days later another fucking happened when Vangelis had traveled abroad for a joint executive conference, at the premises of the European Union's telecommunications, blindly in love with Georgia who could imagine the horns he was wearing, very clever at his job and with a great career but also