The Director's Woman

My name is Petros and what annoys me most about my new job is that my boss, even though he hired me for office work, insists on using me like an errand boy for all his whims. One day he called me into his office and gave me a shopping list and the order to take the items immediately to his house.

I showed my discomfort and left annoyed. After three hours, when I had completed all the shopping, I arrived at my boss's villa in the northern suburbs. I rang the bell and his wife opened the door, a juicy forty-something with provocative attire.

She led me into the living room and after I handed her the things, she offered to buy me a drink to thank me. As she prepared the drinks, I got the chance to observe her better. She is a tall blonde with a well-maintained silhouette and ample breasts, wearing a hot mini skirt that revealed her exceptionally shapely legs.

She came and sat next to me on the couch and, making small talk, she began to examine me with her gaze. She was particularly effusive and didn't miss a chance to touch me, supposedly by accident, at every opportunity.

It didn't take long for her to bring the conversation around to whether I had a relationship, and when I told her I was single, she expressed surprise that the young girls let such a handsome boy get away from them. Talk led to talk and she pressed herself against me, clearly showing me her amorous intentions, so it wasn't long before we found ourselves embracing on the couch. She told me to relax because her husband wouldn't be home until late that night.

With quick movements, she began to unbutton my shirt, her hands went lower and undid my belt and trousers. She took my manhood into her fleshy lips and began to suck it passionately. The woman knows what a man likes and she knows how to do it well. She drove me crazy, she melted me.

Afterwards, she led me to the bedroom where she immediately took the initiative in the movements. I lay on my back and she straddled me, putting my cock into her hot pussy. She enjoyed it with her eyes closed every moment, making me believe this woman was born to get fucked like a bitch in bed.

Soon we changed positions; this time I put her underneath, lifted her wonderful long legs, and began to pound her wildly and hard. She said how wonderfully I was doing it and begged me to continue at the same pace. Her moans raised the erotic passion beyond limits. Climax for both of us wasn't long in coming, completing the hottest experience of my life.

From that day on, the shopping visits became frequent.