Margarete

Margarete H. (M) was the most attractive woman I had met at the time, and still is, to this day. I started my working career at a small company in London. She was one of the directors. She is twice my age, plus five to ten years. Some years ago she moved to France, when she remarried. She is only attracted to men, as I understand.

At the time of the happening, she was married to a man much older than she. He was a strange but likeable man, but there were no signs of physical closeness between them. He had a younger woman to care for her; she had a secure home and life….
We all suspected her of affairs with other men, and even one of the other directors. She was definitely Sexual. I heard her saying to one of my colleagues that she never wore underwear.

She wasn’t tall, was blonde, had tiny breasts, and was always seductively dressed. I flushed facially and sexually every time she approached me. Especially when near my desk asking me to do some work for her. I usually needed to ‘go somewhere’ to masturbate, or at least dry myself.

One Friday evening, the week over, she asked me if I’d like to come home with her for dinner. Her husband was going away for a photography weekend somewhere. I flushed as always, totally forgot what my plans were, and said I should, yes, ok. Fuck, I thought.
M drove us home. Lovely car, lovely house. I was so aroused. Worried how I smelt. Long week and long day. M definitely smelled of something. We really both needed to shower! Fuck! was all I could think.

Nicola, give me two minutes, then come upstairs, she said to me. Ok. I went upstairs. M was naked. I…. I…. was lost. Didn’t understand. She said to me that she hadn’t had complete orgasm for a long long time…. She then lay back on her bed, by the edge. Raised her legs, and looked at me. She must have known that I am gay. Her head fell back, and I approached. Knelt down. And started to give her what she wanted.

I held each foot gently, kissing over and under. Moistening each toe. Taking all of her toes into my mouth. They were salty, and this So excited me. I licked between each toe. Oh my goodness! This is Amazing. Is this me? Here? I kissed and licked all the way up her legs, in turn. Looking, breathing in her body. Her finger pointed to her anus, which she held open for me. I smelled her, and was driven on to love her. I just licked and licked and kissed the now wet place. Trying to moisten my face from her. I inserted my tongue, and her abdomen raised to me. I badly wished my tongue was longer. I inserted a finger. Oh two she begged, and I gave her them, and slowly and deeply fucked her.

My wet mouth kissed up to the base of her vagina, and she raised again. My fingers still inside her. M was entranced, as I again inserted my too short tongue. Her pussy had such a strong taste and scent. A long day…..

After devouring her vagina and my fingers steadily working her anus hole, I approached her distended clitoris. Oh how beautiful! She begged me to finger her cunt. She said that. Fingers. Please. She was definitely pulsing. I loved her clit. Relentlessly. Licking around. Under. Over. Across. Fingers steadily driving her on. My face so wet from her! I was loving this! My arms were strong from swimming. I just went on and on. M was delirious. She was crying. She let out a deep moan and clenched on my fingers. Her clitoris disappeared between her thighs, and I stopped. Fingers deeply where they were. She masturbated on my fingers. All tight. And shuddered over and over. I stared. I was just as happy. She released me. Her legs subsided. I could see her beautiful sex again. M was crying and smiling. She was released. Me? I had no idea how I would ever sleep again.