Appealing to the eyes – 2

Just down the street around the corner from where our office building was, stood an old now abandoned elementary school. She then led me through a torn opening in the fence heading towards it. I followed, looking about, but no one seemed to notice, or much care if they had. She led me down between two sections of the building, still outside, but well concealed from any passersby.

“You might want to take your pants off this time,” she informed me.

“Off? All the way off?”

“Yes…unless you don’t mind getting them wet,” she stated.

“Wet?”

“Yeah wet…I’m going to cum on you this time,” she informed me, and then removed her skirt, standing there from the waist down, bare-assed naked.

I slipped out of my slacks and underwear, standing now with a dress shirt, tie, shoes and socks on. I think I looked ridiculous, but it was sort of hot even then. Stella likewise lifted up her tight knit blouse along with her bra, baring her tits again. “Ok baby…let’s see you work it for me,” she told me as she began frigging herself, fingering her cunt. I happily complied, standing there only a foot or so away from her, jerking off my cock for her, watching her…as she again watched me.

I honestly had no idea that simply masturbating, even doing something like this, could be so erotic, so stimulating, and so fucking exciting. Sure, perhaps it was again the danger, and to some extent the silliness of doing it like this. In a strange way, I felt like a naughty kid again. It was fun…it was hot, and yeah…it was damn fucking nasty too!

“Don’t wait for me,” she said moments later, already the look on her face telling me she was getting closer and closer by the minute. However…it was as though we’d planned it, choreographed it in a way, though seeing her facial expression, even more than her hot naked naughty body seemed to trigger it, for both of us. But suddenly, she began squirting…spraying, her silky slick essence suddenly spurting directly against my prick,

and then I was…shooting right back at her. The two of us then, standing only a foot or so apart, me squirting on her, her pussy, her belly, and even a bit on her tits as I kept Jacking myself off. She in kind was doing the same to me, the sensation of that hot warm feminine cum-cream of hers literally bathing my cock was almost too good to be true.

“Fuck…that was,”

“Amazing!” She finished looking down at herself, rivers of cum clinging to her almost everywhere. “I’m a mess,” she then added. “But it feels lovely too,” she grinned.

I was a mess as well, pleasantly so. Though I wish now I had likewise taken my shoes and socks off. She had cum so much, my left foot was soaked, almost as though having stepped into a puddle or something.

“We’d best get back,” she told me as we hurriedly dressed, heading off. “Five fifteen?” She asked.

“I’ll be there…with bells on.”

“Just make it hard on,” she smiled. “That’ll be good enough.”

**

Once again I walked her to her car, though mine was sitting right there next to hers anyway. “Do something for me please?” She asked.

At this point I was ready to do just about anything she asked. “Name it.”

She laughed holding out her panties to me. “Go ahead, jerk yourself off into them for me, so I can wear them home, show them to my husband after he gets there.”

I realized as she said that, he certainly knew about all of this…she’d basically already told me that. But even then, it felt strange knowing that he’d get off seeing another man’s cum inside his wife’s panties. Though I guess with the limitations that had been placed on all of this, there was no real threat or concerns there either. I found myself wondering how I’d feel…how I’d react, if Maria came home and showed me a pair of hers this way.

To my surprise, the thought of that excited me.