Corporate Change

[Tanned_babe]

Katie found, Adam's reaction to her body a bolster of confidence. Not that she thought herself unattractive, but her sex life of late had lacked its usual spark. And to be fair, it was more her at fault, falling in the door after 9pm most evenings didn't leave much time or energy for anything more than a dutiful coupling. Nonetheless, Ryan's lack of attention had its affect and she found herself blushing and stifling a smirk as her boss admired her naked body.

Her slender hands ran over, Adam's back; she could feel the subtle contours of muscle under his suit jacket as she gripped into him, losing herself in the assault on her modest breasts. With every suck, lick and pinch, Katie felt as if a pleasurable shock was running from her stiff nipples down her toned stomach and down between her legs. The slender legs which almost gave out under her as, Adam's strong hand slipped into her lace panties. "Adam!" She gasped as his fingers dragged over her wet clit.

The statement of tasting her was music to the brunette's ears and as he picked her up she let out a small yelp, kissing his mouth with just as much ferocity as before. Katy kicked off her heels and moved with, Adam as he tugged the elastic waist of her French briefs down over her tanned thighs.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as, Adam's hands moved over her bare legs. "Oh God." She murmured in anticipation, butterflies flitting through her stomach as she felt his hot breath in her neat cunt.

She knew she'd be wet when his finger entered her, but even, Katy was surprised at how hot she was. She shouldn't be this hot, she shouldn't need this kind of release. She wasn't a dishonest person. Nonetheless, she couldn't tell him to stop, not now, not even if she'd wanted him to. She groaned his name once more as he slipped another finger into her and bucked under him as his hot tongue lapped at her folds. Katie liked the way he also seemed to be enjoying this, appreciating his moans as he breathed her in.

The feeling of his tongue gliding over her hot wetness was almost too much for, Katie to take. She wanted release from the stressful week, but knew if she could hold off the climax would be all the more intense. She put considerable effort into calming her breathing and writhing, but it wasn't much use. The combination of Adam's two fingers thrusting in and out of her coupled with the swirling motion of his strong tongue was making holding off rather difficult.

"Please don't stop." She begged when he withdrew his mouth, her slender hand reaching for his head, guiding him back onto her sex. "You're so good." She groaned, bucking her hips to meet his eager mouth. "I'm almost there." She gasped, grabbing a fistful of bed sheets in one hand and continuing her grip of her superior's hair in the other, shifting his mouth slightly to the left in the process. This last jolt proved far too much for her and Katie's muscles contracted around Adam's fingers, which he continued to move in and out of her at considerable pace. Her clit spasmed against his tongue which, much to her appreciation he did not retract, thus allowing her orgasm to continue for a few additional moments.

As her heavy breathing subsided and she gently pushed his head from between her legs. Katie had subconsciously covered her eyes with a perfectly manicured hand, as her modest chest continued to heave. "Two minutes." She managed to say in a hoarse voice whilst she enjoyed the feeling that, Adam had left on her body.

Eventually she peeled her hand from over her face and tuned to, Adam who was now lying beside her. "Way to close a deal." She smiled, kissing him once more. Katie could taste herself on him; she liked it- being eaten out always got her going and any evidence of this made her very hot.

She ran a hand up his thigh, stopping at the considerable bulge as his crotch. She followed the outline of his cock, dragging her nails over the expensive suit's material. "Tell me how much you want me." She purred in his ear. At this, Adam attempted to move on top of her, but she resisted by placing her hand firmly on his chest and pushing him back down on the bed. "I think you've done enough." She said before moving her leg up his toned thigh and climbing on top of him.

Katie enjoyed the power exchange when a partner was still fully clothed and she naked, but now she wanted access to his body. Leaning down she kissed him, her soft hands on either side of his face before moving them down his torso. Deftly, she loosened his tie and shirt buttons. "Sit up." She murmured into his mouth. He did so, allowing her to push the material over his shoulders.

Her dark eyes moved over his torso. He was broad, not as broad as Ryan but he has a sophistication that her sculpted partner lacked. Her fingers ran lightly over his chest and down over the shadow of abs that remained. Once she had drank him in, her mouth trailed down to his neck, and shoulders as her hands grappled with his belt and zipper. After several moments they were both naked.

Reaching between both their legs the young VP gripped his considerable shaft, smiling down at him as he shuddered. Her hair had cascaded from its pony tail and over her shoulder as her hand slowly moves up and down.

She sat up, giving him a fabulous view of her perky chest and looked down at him, her dark eyes focusing on his as she bit her lower lip. Shifting herself, Katie guided his member to her sex, rubbing it over her slit, coating the tip in her juices. The pair moaned simultaneously as Katie lowered her body slowly onto Adam's cock. She placed her slender hands on his strong chest as she took his full length inside her. "You feel really good." She gasped, digging her nails into his skin.

Her toned thighs allowed her to expertly move her body, milking his cock whilst being spurred on by Adam's reaction. Until he spanked her ass particularly hard, causing her to take a sharp intake of breathe and fall forward. Katie caught herself, her hands at either side of, Adam' shoulders. She giggled, kissing him once more as her hair tumbled over her shoulder, tickling his chest. From this position her clit was brushing against his crotch, sending jolts of pleasure through her system, and she began to show she was getting close, again.

 

[DanFS]

Adam loved how much Katie seemed to enjoy oral. She was a dream come true, in that regard alone. Andrea thought it was disgusting, and told Adam so, but he truly appreciated the scent and taste of an aroused woman, and wow, was Katie aroused!

She let him do pretty much whatever he’d wanted to her, until she came on his tongue. He lapped up her juices, and then stopped as he knew she’d be very sensitive. He lay down beside her, to allow her to regain her breath and her senses.

She had covered her eyes with a hand. He wasn’t sure if that was from embarrassment, or just the strength of her orgasm. It had been quite a while since he had experienced that level of wild abandon from any woman when they climaxed. HE was leased he had helped that happen. It made him feel….well, like a man!

Eventually she peeled her hand from over her face and tuned to, Adam who was now lying beside her. "Way to close a deal." She smiled, kissing him once more. He knew she could taste herself on his lips, and she seemed to like it.
He wondered if she’d return the favour. It had been a long, long time since Andrea had gone down on him.

As she ran a hand up his thigh, stopping at the considerable bulge as his crotch, she followed the outline of his cock, dragging her nails over the expensive suit's material. The sensation made him moan, and his head fell back onto the bed.

"Tell me how much you want me." She purred in his ear.
Adam thought he’d show her instead, and so attempted to move on top of her, but pressed her hand firmly on his chest and pushed him back down on the bed. "I think you've done enough." She said before moving her leg up his toned thigh and climbing on top of him.

Adam was a little surprised, at Katie’s sudden dominant mood, but he reflected, she’d want to make him feel good too, and after all, she’d let him do whatever he wanted.
He thought it only fair to let her do the same?
"I want you so badly, Katie!" He groaned, as she leaned down into him, and kissed him, her soft hands on either side of his face before moving them down his torso. With little pause, she loosened his tie and shirt buttons.
"Sit up." She murmured into his mouth. He did so, allowing her to push the material over his shoulders.

She ran her fingers over his chest and down over his abs that remained. She took her time, eyeing him up like a guy does to a girl, then she ran her mouth down his neck, and shoulders, as her hands undid his belt and zipper. Soon they were both naked.

Katie wasted no time in grabbing hold of Adam’s think erection.
“See what you’ve down to me?" He gasped hoarsely, as she shook her hair free, over her shoulder, as she slowly fisted his pole.

Katie then sat up and lined his tip up with her lips, before slowly guiding it over her clit, and rubbing gently against him. The feeling was new to him, and very sensual, just stimulating the tip, and very teasing!
"Oh God! Yes!" He hissed between clenched teeth, as she teased him.

Then they both moaned, as she guided Adam’s full length into her. "You feel really good." She gasped, digging her nails into his skin.
Adam could feel the heat as her nails raked his skin, but God, it felt so good as she sank down onto him.

She was milking his cock whilst being seemingly being encouraged by Adam's verbal and physical reactions. His hands wandered upon to her hips to guide her up and down on him, and he loved the feel of her firm, smooth ass under his fingers, which he started to spank.

Once, he spanked her ass particularly hard, causing her to take a sharp intake of breathe and fall forward. Katie caught herself, her hands at either side of Adam's shoulders. She giggled, kissing him once more as her hair tumbled over her shoulder, tickling his chest. From this position he could feel her clit was brushing against his crotch, apparently sending jolts of pleasure through her system, and she began to show she was getting close, again.

The feeling of her internal muscles squeezing, caressing and teasing him was beyond description. It was heavenly. He hadn’t felt this good in years.
He could feel his own orgasm approaching.
"Aaahhh - keep going!" He grunted as his hips bucked back up against hers.

“It’s OK, Katie, I’ve had the snip – do what you want!” He gasped as she milked him mercilessly. Her wet heat was irresistible, but he so wanted this to last!

 

[Tanned_babe]

She could have made the older man's dreams come true, literally; the thought of finishing him with her mouth crossed her mind. However, the temptation of a second orgasm was too much for the girl and she continued to grind herself against his pelvis as he thrust to meet her rhythm.

The young woman's face was buried in the crevice between, Adam's neck and left shoulder when the shots of hot cum pushed her over the edge and she too came hard once more. Gripping his biceps, she murmured and panted his name, for God and maybe something else- she couldn't be sure- until the waves of their orgasm passed.

Climbing from her boss, the young brunette lay down on the bed. Her skin glistening slightly with a mix of post climax glow and sweat. Staring at the corniced ceiling of the lavish hotel suite, Katie tried not to process what had just happened. The guilt, regret and shame could wait until morning. Her eyes shifted to, Adam's hand which was resting on her thigh. Making a move to push it off she changed her mind, a hand on her thigh was the least of her worries.

After a few more minutes, wordlessly, she moved to the bathroom, picking up her expensive dress as she did so. Splashing her face with cold water gave her the wake up she needed. It was done, it had been most enjoyable and borderline necessary after all the stress, or so she told herself. Although, her reflection in the large mirror did not seem to match her thoughts; she looked, not like her usual self, more vulnerable, stripped of something.

Reemerging from the bathroom her dress on but unzipped at the back exposing her tanned skin, the young woman gathered up belongings and tied her hair into a messy bun, saying "I need to go, we'll have a really packed day tomorrow. Don't get up." She hastened to add as he made a move, "I'll see myself out."

"Katie." Adam said with an air of authority as she headed for the door. "This won't change anything." To which she nodded before exiting.

By 5.30am the young woman was already 5 miles into an exceptionally tough session on the treadmill. Having slunk back into her own room in the wee hours of the morning the gravity of the situation hit the young VP. She had killed an eight year relationship, there was no trust now, no integrity. Any gripe she had with her partner was void because she had carried out the ultimate betrayal. However, as much as she wanted to hate herself for it, Katie didn't and that was what was eating her up the most. So, having answered all emails and possible calls at the hour it was the young woman changed into a pair of tight spandex leggings and matching top. If she couldn't mentally punish herself, she could certainly do so physically.

By mile six her hair was damp with sweat and her arms pumping vigorously to maintain a sub seven minute mile pace as her feet battered off the rubber surface. The young woman only stopped when her phone rang for the third time. "Hi." She managed as she slowed the machine to a lighter pace.

"You ok?!" Came her partner's voice, it was a mixture of concern and frustration.

"Yeah, why?" She panted.

"You called me three times at 4am and now it sounds like you're running for your life. Why are you even up?!"

The brunette was able to hide the emotion in her voice through her ragged breathing, "Sorry.... I... I mean we got the deal and I just wanted to let you know, I mean talk to you about it."

As he enquired about the evening it was shocking how easy, Katie could talk around the details without hesitation. Their dialogue was going fine until, Ryan told her how proud he was, causing a limp to form in the young woman's throat. "You alright, Kay?"

"Fine." She said after a moments hesitation. "Just tired, and I miss you"

"Well, I'll see you in two days, alright, Duck?" His voice was genuine, kindly which just about pushed her over the edge.

"Yeah." She sniffed. "I better go and sorry for waking you."

"Don't be a daft. Maybe call me tonight before four in the morning?"

Once the conversation had concluded, Katie slowed the treadmill to a halt and sat on its edge, sweaty four head in equally damp palms. Gathering herself and thoughts together.

Sitting on her hotel bed, long legs crossed with a towel around her, the young VP polished the press release regarding the commencement of the Hastings acquisition. Truth be told, she didn't have to do much to it, her team in the UK had captured the essence of what was going on pretty well- she just added a few voice sentences and changed some grammar. Taking a sip of coffee she emailed it to, Adam. 'Can you approve, please? Would be good to get it out this AM. Thanks.'

Lying back on her bed she finally felt like she could sleep. Unfortunately, it was seven in the morning and she should probably get ready. Peeling her lean body off the bed, Katy shook out her long damp hair before setting about to get ready for the day. Forty minutes later she was ready, cursing the fact is was too hot to clad herself in trousers and a suit jacket. Instead the young woman stepped out p her room in a tight pencil skirt with a cream silk shirt tucked in and open at the collar.

Entering the breakfast room, she located Adam at the usual spot. Her stomach lurched slightly as she did so, but Katie had to get over this. So, she strides purposefully towards him, only interrupted by a waiter asking what she'd like to drink.

"Morning." She said, not quite managing her usual smile.

 

[DanFS]

Adam was lying next to Katie, wondering how she had driven him to such a forceful climax. That hadn’t happened in a very long time!
It had been wonderful – a mutual meeting of their pleasure and lust.
The second surprise to him, as Katie took more control and rode him, was how in tune with his needs she seemed to be. She had changed positions at exactly the right time. Her burying her face in the crook of his shoulder as they came, was pleasure beyond description for him.
Andrea hadn’t done that with him for so long.

He had hated the awkward moment he knew would come, when she had to leave his bed, and his Suite.
As Katie gathered her things, and made to leave - he told her with conviction:
"This won't change anything."

His mind drifted back to Andrea
Andrea – his wife, mother of their two sons.
She had seemed so distant for so long, he barely felt any regret, he realised.
He had just cheated on his wife of nearly twenty years, yet he felt next to no guilt, for doing so.

The job had made his an unfeeling, selfish bastard - he thought to himself.
Then he realised, this had happened, at least partially, due to her nagging him when he was home, about the demands of the job, and the blatant fact she no longer desired him, even though he had made an effort to keep himself in trim, not only for her, but he had hoped she would want to enjoy the fruits of his labours. He knew he was in good shape for a man of his age, hell - for a man of any age!

Email drifted off to sleep again, dreaming this time, of Katie, not Andrea.
In his dream, she was clad in a black skirt suit, with white blouse, and they were discussing something in the Boardroom back at HQ.
The image suddenly changed, and he was stood behind her, as she bent over the huge wooden table, with her skirt around her ankles, her black stockings tapering down her toned legs to black high heels, with Adam tugging her panties to the side, before rubbing a finger over her lips.
She had turned to look back at him over her shoulder.
“Don’t tease me, you bastard! Put it in me, fuck me hard!”
He did. Her lithe form, bucking against the polished wood with every thrust, as he plunged into her again and again.

Adam woke suddenly to his phone chirping on the nightstand beside him.
He saw it was almost 6.30am.
Then he saw he had received an email from Katie.
He brewed a cup of coffee, and waited until it was ready to drink, allowing the fog of sleep to clear from his head, before reading the email.
She had emailed the press release announcing the Hastings acquisition.
Adam continued to be impressed by Katie’s composure and maturity.
She was definitely in the right job. She had nailed it – it was perfect!

He replied, telling her simply:
“Perfect! Approved. Please release ASAP.”

As he sat and drank his coffee, his phone rang. It was Andrea.
He answered it and they swapped small talk although his heart wasn’t really in it. He perked up a bit when the two boys came on the line, just to say ‘Hi’ to their Dad, and ask what South Africa was like. After a few minutes’ chat, they passed the phone back to their mother, and after swapping ‘I love yous’, he hung up, tossed his phone on the bed, and headed for the shower.

As soon as he was ready, he made his way to breakfast and dressed in a smart, but simple light brown chinos and blue shirt, with lightweight navy blue blazer, sat in their usual spot, and waited for Katie to appear.

She soon did appear dressed smartly in a tight pencil skirt, which drew the eyes to her slender shapely hips, and a cream silk shirt, tucked in, and open at the collar, to keep her cool.
“Morning.” She intoned, as she approached the table.
“Morning!” Adam replied, feeling surprisingly guilt-free over last night’s assignation, but keeping his tone neutral.

Adam raised his hand, to signal the young lady, to come and take their breakfast orders.
As they sipped their cups of tea & coffee, Adam outlined the pan for the day.
“I’m conscious we still have quite a bit to do before we finish up here and go for the final site visit before we return home. I suggest you stay here, and put the finishing touches to the report for Head Office, and I’ll go to meet one of the Plexus Senior Managers to finalise details for our site visit. I have quite a lot of demands to make, and I’m sure it will take most of the day before I am able to return, OK?”

Katie looked over the rim of her cup and nodded.
“Good - I can work on the Plexus Management on my own, but we need to get that report ready for HQ. Mr. Richardson will play havoc with me, if that report doesn’t hit his desk in time for him to be able to brief the shareholders, then the markets. By now, they will know something’s going on!”

He saw her nod in acknowledgement and understanding of their position.
To Adam, it made sense to ‘divide and conquer’, as such.
They could meet up later and then swap notes and recover from their day’s exertions.

They finished their breakfasts quite quickly once they arrived, conscious of the need to complete their allocated tasks if they were to succeed.

Adam had called the local Plexus rep, who came to collect him in his car.
He was driven to their site, and given a tour with the Works Manager, Julius, a genial portly mixed-race man in his mid-fifties, with a thinning hairline, whose booming laugh was quite infectious.
He had seemed at first a strange choice, but his love for his job, and obvious wealth of experience, coupled with his light-hearted approach to life was refreshing, and made the Plexus offering seem very attractive.

Anywhere Adam wanted to go, he was shown. Julius knew the answers to most of his questions, and after sitting with Adam, as he examined the financial records of the business, Julius confessed his relief that the business would be guided in future by a ‘safe pair of hands’, as he called it, saying that the business had outgrown its domestic heritage and now needed internationally-savvy management to take it to the next level.

Adam was satisfied that what he saw mirrored the impression his directors had taken from the documentation they had so far inspected, and assured Julius, and his board, who he was introduced to - for a short meeting and Q&A session, that he had liked what he had seen and would report back to his own board recommending they move forward with the acquisition, as planned.

Adam briefly excused himself to ring Katie and let her now ‘it was going to be a late one’, and recommending they meet in the morning to discuss the site visit and review her report; he returned to Julius who had booked a table for them and some other Plexus Managers who wanted to meet the Man from the ‘soon to be parent company’, and make a good impression of themselves, and also enjoy a sumptuous dinner on the company.

They proved to be very good company as Adam had assumed Julius was an exception to the rule, regarding a ‘regular’ Plexus employee, but it turned out all the people he met over dinner were really nice people, passionate about their company and keen to take it forward, recognising they needed experienced help to do so.

The dinner was excellent, with seared venison steaks, with twice-cooked fries and mixed salad just one of the dishes on offer – but it took Adam’s fancy.
Instead of wine, Julius asked if Adam would prefer something a little stronger?
He ordered a glass of Glenturret Single Malt Whisky, for himself, before leaning over conspiratorially and saying:
“I’ve been told to show you a good time, and don’t skimp on the evening!”

Adam smiled and not wanting to appear uptight, or a spoilsport, joined Julius in his choice of drink.
As it happened, the dry warmth of he smooth Malt Scotch complimented the flavour of the venison perfectly.

The evening flew by, as the heady mix and great food, good company and a shared passion for sports – Julius, Paul, the Operations Manager, Penny his PA, and Grace, the Finance Director, all shared their love of Cricket and Rugby-both subjects close to Adam’s heart.

A fond recollection of the 1995 Rugby World Cup Final with President Nelson Mandela awarding the Webb Ellis Trophy to Francois Pienaar, the South Africa Captain, after their victory over the All Blacks, galvanised & unified the nation and changed it forever. Adam recalled the moment President Mandela turned around and was seen to be wearing the No. 6 shirt, Pienaar’s shirt. That single gesture symbolised the unity which would follow.

Everyone at the table raised a glass to salute ‘A great man - a great day - the greatest!’, at Julius’ behest.

And so, after a very long day, and Julius taking Adam back to the Hotel just after 11pm, Adam made his way to his suite, and after a quick shower and drink, he went to bed, and was asleep in moments, resolving to ask Katie in the morning, how her day had gone.

He slept soundly, and awoke refreshed. He was surprised he had no sign of a hangover at all, but he had made a point of drinking a bottle of mineral water before going to sleep, so it seemed to have staved off the hangover.

He dressed in shorts and T shirt and hit the Gym for an hour, just doing some cardio work, and light weights, before returning to his room, to get ready for breakfast.
After a shower & shave, he dressed casually in polo shirt & chinos, and deck shoes, before making his way down to breakfast.

Katie was already in the Dining Room, at their usual table, looking cool, calm and collected.
“Morning!” He smiled as he walked past her, to the fruit bar, a short distance away, to fill a bowl with fresh fruit salad, but only fruit, no cream, or syrupy sauce.

Katie grinned a “Morning!” back as she gazed at him over her cup of coffee.
He returned to their table and sat, eating hungrily, surprised, as he ate so well the evening before.
“How did the report go?” He asked her, knowing she had a good grasp of the facts and could present them well. He got a grin and a nod in reply, a she was still chewing. A thumbs-up further confirmed his suspicions.
Her reply was encouraging, so he said:
“After breakfast, let’s go to my Suite and review the report, before we send it to the Board, & we can see how much of the day we have left for ourselves, OK?”

Katie agreed, so they ate in relative silence, before returning to his Suite, after stopping at Katie’s room to retrieve her laptop and notes.
It quickly became apparent that Katie had covered every angle, listing all the sites, their best features, and recommending improvements for each, and expected outlays for the suggested work.
As Adam read, he became aware she probably felt a little like a girl in the Headmaster’s Study, sat, in silence; but he was even more impressed with her ability to communicate what the company needed to know about their soon to be partners.
She had left nothing out, and written it almost as he would have done.
It was a masterful piece of work, and he saw no need to suggest any amendments, and told her so.
“It’s brilliant-just what Mr. Richardson and the rest of the Board need to make their decisions and announcements to the markets. I think it only fair, as you did the work, you should send it to him. Go on – take the credit!”

He slid the laptop over to her and sat back, watching her face for a reaction.
She had every right to feel pleased. She had saved them both a good day’s work, with her efforts.

As she typed, he told her:
“I think you deserve a treat. I saw a beach about ten minutes from here, on the way to Plexus yesterday. They had great waves. Maybe some surfing? I’ll call down to the Concierge, she will know who to call to arrange it, OK?”

 

[Tanned_babe]

Sipping her coffee in the bright and airy breakfast room, Katie poured over the headlines littering the Financial Times app on her iPad; Tax havens, another oil price slump, the usual doom and gloom. Nonetheless, the young woman felt far more refreshed than she had done roughly twenty four hours ago. Yesterday had been full on in her attempts to deal with both affairs back home, the current acquisitions and processing what had happened between herself and, Adam. However, no matter the complexities of all situations one can not complain when your day is spent in a bikini by the hotel pool. As a result, Katie's skin contrasted even more so with the cream silk of her blouse.

Once Adam had settled himself opposite her she enquired about his site visit. "Late one then?" She asked sipping her coffee. By all accounts it sounded like an enjoyable day, however, Katy was glad of an evening to herself; no pretension, dull conversation or standing on ceremony.

".... How about you?" Adam enquired. "What did you end up doing."

Katy shrugged, finished her bite of toast before recounting Adam with her evening: 'Worked until about five then treated myself to a couple of hours in the spa- sport and hot stone massage. Bliss." She smiled.

"The report." She continued after another bite of toast, "Is looking good; nothing's represented in too positive a light, I was conscious that it was because, obviously after all this work we want the acquisitions to go through. But I think I've managed to keep them pretty unbiased. The Analysts back home have pulled additional data from a couple market Intel pieces released this week as well, so between us on the ground and those no one can say any information's out dated."

When Adam, nodded and suggested the pair go up to his hotel room, Katie had to make a serious effort not to choke in her grapefruit juice. Managing a nod in response, the tall brunette rose from her chair, following him out of the breakfast room to the hotel lobby. The journey in the elevator, walking down the corridor to the suite and awaiting for, Adam to open the door had Katie feeling a mix of emotions. She wanted to pretend that Tuesday's coupling was just a one time thing, a relief after a particularly hard week, but being back at the scene of the crime had her realising that she wouldn't mind if it happened again. However, Adam appeared to have forgotten about the whole thing, or so it seemed. He was cool, calm and work focused, which did little to detract him from, Katie, who could feel the colour rising in her cheeks.

Pushing the Mac Book towards, her boss, the young VP sat back in her chair and watched his reaction. Her eyes roamed over his defined jaw line, onto his muscular shoulders and down his arms. Mentally shaking herself, Katie looked away, her dark eyes falling onto his bed which sent a renewed flush to her neck and face.

After what seemed like eternity, Adam turned to her, complementing her work. "It wasn't just me, the team back home have worked really hard on this too, but thank you. It's been a steep learning curve." She smiled, spinning the laptop back to face her.

Breathing a sigh of relief as the email sent to the relevant individuals, the young woman turned to her superior, "That's that then." She shrugged, enjoying the sensation of the weight being lifted from their shoulders.

At the mention of 'a treat', her mind flitted to something other than surfing, but Adam's suggestion was welcome nonetheless. "Sure. Sounds good." She stuttered, attempting to recompose herself. "I'll go get changed and grab my stuff. See you in the lobby in half an hour?"

Back in her suite, Katie shut the door before leaning back against it and exhaling deeply. 'Get your shit together.' She muttered to herself as she stepped into the modest walk in wardrobe to change, stripping off her formal attire and replacing it with an expensive black bikini. Adjusting the material, Katie scrutinised her appearance. She was playing with fire, the two piece was quite sexual, was fastened together with a gold clasp which pulled her modest chest together slightly and the matching detail at her hips drew the eye to that area. However, she assured herself she'd be in a wetsuit as she shrugged a loose fitting denim shift, hiding her toned midriff.

Stepping out into the lavish hotel lobby, Katie located, Adam who was talking to a receptionist.

"Ok, that's a two hour private lesson with all gear booked with, Ross in half an hour. And I see you have a driver, so enjoy yourselves. Would you like to book in for dinner, you'll be hungry after two hours with, Ross!" She smiled.

Adam turned to, Katie who shrugged. "We can see how we're feeling later." Truth be told, the young woman was getting tired of all the extremely rich food.

"That will be all." Adam thanked the girl before turning to, Katie. "Shall we?"

The wind whipped through, Katie's long brown hair as she stepped out of the car and pushed her Ray Bans onto her head to examine the beach. "It's almost criminal that we're only just one this beach having been here a week." She said to, Adam as she admired white sands and palm trees against the turquoise water.

Christian directed them to one of the large huts just off the beach. Piled outside it was an array of boards some of which being tended to by sculpted bronze bodies, one of whom made his way towards the pair. "Hey guys." The shaggy haired surfer, who Katie put at late thirties. He had that devil may care, traveller look going on. "Adam and Katie, I'm guessing." He smiled, before continuing as to what the day would hold. "You're pretty tall, Kay, what five eight? Right, well I'll get a board sorted for you. Adam, you sound like you know what you're talking about, wanna come choose from a couple?"

Katie raised her eyes to, Adam as he followed Ross. Clearly she didn't quite meet the credentials of an experienced surfer. Nonetheless, she wasn't concerned, between being physically fit, a strong enough swimmer and into her yoga, Katie was quietly confident that she'd pick it up again.

Making her way towards the hut, Katie was directed to the changing area. "You can put your stuff in one of those lockers and I'll bring you round a wet suit. What size are you? A blonde girl asked.

"Erm, whatever a UK 10 is?" Replied before removing her leather sandals and whipping her dress off over her head. She thanked the girl for the wetsuit and began to put on the cumbersome item. The two women chatted for a short while, mainly about why, Katie and Adam were here, until the two men signalled that they were ready.

Katie promptly zipped the suit up at the back using the long cord and bid the girl goodbye. "Ready?" Ross smiled as Katie walked up the beach towards them. The tight wet suit hugging every curve of her body leaving little to the imagination, not that Adam need to use it.

 

[DanFS]

The sight was captivating, and he saw Katie taking it in too – the white sands and palm trees against the turquoise water, was just like something out of a picture postcard.

Adam was interested to see what Katie looked like in a wetsuit. As long as she thought his motivation for this ‘surfing trip’, was his desire to see if he ‘still had it’, that was fine with him.
In reality, he wanted to see her pert ass, and firm breasts encased in skin tight neoprene, and her brunette locks wet with seawater would only add to her appeal.
Adam and Katie went their separate ways, with the blonde girl guiding Katie, and Ross, with his shaggy hair, leading Adam off to one side to hand him a wetsuit to try on.
Ross reminded Adam of his younger self, although Adam’s hair had never been that long!
Before long, both Adam & Katie had reappeared on the beach, attired in their wetsuits. Adam cast an admiring eye over Katie, and told her:
“You look good in that, Katie. I hope you enjoy this afternoon’s activities. This is just my way of saying ‘Thank you’ for all your hard work. Ross says Angela will help you master the basics, and Ross and I are going to catch some waves. I’ll be back to check on you in a short while, OK?”

As the guys made their way down to the surf, Angela stepped forward.
“As you probably guessed – I’m Angela, and I know that you’re Katie. It’s nice to meet you. Have you ever surfed before?” She offered her hand to shake.
Once Katie had admitted she was a novice, Angela sought to reassure her.
“Don’t worry – you look fit and you’re obviously smart, working with him, so it won’t take long to teach you. Let’s take this board out onto the sand together so I can show you some things.”
Angela grabbed the front of the board, and indicated to Katie to grab the back of it, so they lifted and carried it together, out onto the glistening golden sand.

“So, is he your boss?” Angela asked Katie, who admitted as much.
“Mmm he has a nice ass. I bet he looks good in a suit too. In your position, I’d totally do him!”
She looked over her shoulder, and blushed.
“Sorry – sometimes my mouth opens before my brain fires up. Still – he looks hot, for an older guy.”

As they lowered their board onto the sand, Ross & Adam hit the water and they could see them both paddling out to the waves, before turning back and catching a moderately sized wave.
Adam managed to stay up for a few seconds, until he tried to turn his board slightly, before falling in, but bobbed up again almost straight away, and paddled back onto his board along the short safety line, before catching another wave a few moments later.
This time, he was more successful and made it almost all the way back to the shore before he fell off, but when he looked back at the beach, to see the women already practising board drills, he was really enjoying himself, reliving one of the best experiences of his twenties.

Angela had been teaching Katie how to get onto the board, and how to crouch slightly to maintain her balance.
“Wow, Katie, do you run, as your arms and legs are really toned. Not many of my clients have as nice a body as you!” She complimented her.
Angela used her hands placed gently on Katie’s hips to position her body exactly, and after she was satisfied with Katie’s efforts, they moved the board into the shallow water, so Katie could climb on and work on her balance, eventually in waist-deep water.

Ross was carving up the waves with the prowess of someone who clearly surfs most days, and as Adam watched him, he learnt a couple of things, too.

After a short while, Katie paddled out to where they were, and attempted to catch her first wave.
In the deeper water, the board bobbed and bucked with the currents, and although she made it to her feet, for the first couple of attempts, Katie got thrown off, but being a strong swimmer she recaptured her board and clambered on quickly.
Angela had been a good teacher, and was shouting encouragement from the beach.

On her fourth attempt, Katie caught a wave and after shakily standing, after her previous mishaps, she rode the wave all the way into the beach, where Angela was waiting for her, and they exchanged a high five, which Adam had seen.
He knew it wouldn’t take her long, as she had proved she was a quick study, and seeing her toned body moved sinuously in that wetsuit, was turning him on. It was only the cooler water that was keeping his hard-on down.
Adam was grinning widely, as he surfed his wave into the beach and also high-fived Katie.
“I saw that – Katie – you looked so good riding that wave all the way in. Did it feel really good?”
Her grin told the story.
“Now do you see why I loved this so much when I was younger, and still do now?”
If her grin had got any wider, it would have touched her ears.
“Come on, let’s catch a few more, before we have to leave.”
As they paddled out together, with Katie in the lead, Adam admired the smooth curve and swell of her ass & hips in the tight neoprene suit, and congratulated himself of organising this treat for them.
He could tell she was enjoying it as much as him, and he was glad. She had worked hard, and he felt she needed to be rewarded.

For the next hour, they paddled out, caught waves, and rode them back in together, until Katie became quite proficient in her own right, and was starting to turn the board along the waves as well. She could be quite the daredevil, and after a couple of hard turns, did she fall in, but got right back on, after being dunked under the tempestuous surf.

Adam wasn’t surprised, either, as she had demonstrated a will to win, which had got her to where she was professionally, and it followed she would be like that in private too.

Soon, Angela waved them over from the shallows, to signal that their time was up, and they needed to bring the boards in.
Adam almost laughed at Katie’s pout as she also realised their fun was over – but he held it back, as he realised he had introduced her to a new pastime, and one which they might be able to share in future.

They reluctantly carried their boards up the beach to the shack, and Angela thanked them and took them inside to be cleaned and dried.
“Ross had to leave, and I’m going to close up now, so feel free to just leave your wetsuits on the rails in the showers, over there, and I’ll pick them up tonight. No-one will take them, as this place is dead until evening, as no-one bothers to stop here, they all pass through.”
She pointed to the few timber shower cubicles a short distance away, near a paved path back to the Car Park.
“I hope you enjoyed yourselves! I hope you’ll come back and see us again soon.” She grinned, knowing Katie had, and Adam seemed to have as well, judging by his smile.
“Thank you, Angela, I think we have enjoyed ourselves, right?”
He said, looking at Katie, whose grin, peeking through her wet hair, made her look even more enticing to him.
Adam asked Angela after she led them inside to get their things - to take a picture of them both in their wetsuits on his cellphone, which she did, with the ocean as a backdrop, before she said a farewell, and disappeared, leaving Adam and Katie alone.
After they went back to gather their clothing, Adam was ready for his shower.
“I’ll take that shower, Katie, and you take another one. I’ll see you out on the sand whenever you’re ready.” He pointed to 'his' shower.

He chanced taking one last look at her in her wetsuit, not really caring if she saw him eying her up or not, but not being able to help himself as his eyes feasted on the young, lithe, brunette’s curves, ass and legs in her wetsuit, before he turned and walked away, to shower away the salt water from his hair and body.

He stepped into his cubicle, and turned the taps to start the flow of fresh water, which although not heated, was warm enough, as it has been stored in a tank underground, which kept it comfortably warm, in this climate.
He stripped off his wetsuit, and stood naked beneath the spray, washing the salt out of his hair, and reaching for his shampoo & shower gel, to clean himself fully.

He thought he felt a slight draught, and took a quick look out from under the spray, but didn’t see anything, so he quickly washed his hair, before dipping back under the spray once more, and allowed himself a moment to reimagine the scene with Katie in her skin-tight wetsuit, laying on her board as she paddled out to sea, her perfect ass encased in the supple, but firm neoprene.
He felt his cock start to harden as he wished he could have run his hands over those mounds, and felt the swell and heat of her in his hands.

 

[Tanned_babe]

There was no other word to describe it, Katie was buzzing. The young woman's love of sport stemmed from the rush of endorphins when she finished a run, a gym session or, on occasion, a hard swim. Surfing, not surprisingly, was no different and the fact she had picked up the hobby quickly was adding to her elation. As she walked through the cool shallow water with, Adam the swapped notes on the past two hours. "Did you see the way I turned on that last wave? So much fun!" She smiled at him. "I can't believe it's been twenty years since you did that, you're a natural." Her mind was racing with the potential trips to Cornwall, or another lesson here- she was quite sure she'd be returning.

A beach holiday would be nice, she reflected as she enjoyed the feeling of the wet sand on her delicate toes whilst walking up the beach with, Adam and the blonde instructor. She was distracted from her thoughts as, Angelina instructed them where to put their wetsuits and shower off. Katie thanked her for the session and ensured her she'd be back, before turning to, Adam. "I was almost ready to go home, but after that I'd be up for staying another few days." She said, attempting to hide the sulk from her tone. Truth be told, she had mixed emotions about returning to London, this venture had been such a break from the status quo; the heat the scope of work, the hotel, Adam. However, the latter could not continue. Not that the brunette was reflecting on these feeling at the moment.

She turned to have one last look at the beach as her boss allocated their respective showers and headed in the direction of her own. Katie could feel his eyes running down her backside and legs as he walked away and in a not-so-subtle move, she unzipped the neoprene wetsuit, exposing her almost bare back to him. However, the young woman was promptly disappointed when she heard the click of the cubicle door shut, signalling he had entered the small wooden shower. Running her hand through her damp hair, Katie exhaled her frustrations; sure, he was closer ages with her father than herself, but the age gap, the seniority and the infidelity was making the situation all the more exciting. Not to mention, his good physique, displayed by the way, Adam had just performed; Katie could already feel the tension in her abs and arms.

Removing her wetsuit, an unflattering performance, she hung it up as directed and padded towards the other shower, at least that was where she had intended to go. However, she found herself pushing open the door of, Adam's shower before jumping back, allowing it to close having seen a sliver of his toned back. Wrestling with her emotions for the umpteenth time, Katie looked around, they were pretty much alone save for a few sunbathers about 50 yards away. She pressed her perfectly manicured hand against the door once more and this time did not jump backwards.

She drank him in, the definition of his upper back and shoulders, the crevice where his spine was and his taught buttocks. "Adam." She said, rather hoarsely, giving either the impression that she smoked 20 a day or had put on a husky voice. However, the tall brunette didn't give herself much time to contemplate this as entered the small cubicle. He turned to her and their hands were immediately upon one another; her's on his muscular shoulders and up the back of his neck, his gripping at her slender waist and lower back.

Neither needed to say anything, the wanton lust was evident as, Katie moaned into his eager mouth. Her tongue was intwined in his, then she was biting his lip, then she was kissing his jaw line down to his neck, only to return back to his mouth. She moaned his name as, Adam pinned her between his naked body and the wooden wall, water spraying onto both of them. Katie's stomach contracted as she felt his slick cock pressing into her lower abdomen. His strong hands running up her sides and back down to grasp her perky bum, so hard she yelped into his mouth before pulling back to laugh. Adam took this opportunity to cast his eyes over her body; the bikini had the desired effect, his eyes concentrated on her breasts before moving down her midriff to her incased sex. "You're stunning." He breathed, quickly reaching for her once more, this time a hand trailed up her stomach to her right breast, gripping it softly at first through the Lycra. She moaned once more, pushing her chest into his wanton hand, her nipple already hard grew solid in his touch. "You're killing me." She groaned before I taking a sharp breath as he tweaked at the nub.

Once more she smashed her lips into his, trailing her slender hands from around, Adam's neck down his chest and toned stomach before gripping his cock. Katie smiled into his mouth as he groaned into her's. "Do you like that?" She purred. He didn't need to answer, she could feel him pulsing in her hand as she shifted it up and down his shaft.

After several teasing moments she sunk to her knees, looking up at her boss before turning her attention to his considerable erection. He still tasted faintly of the sea as she ran her tongue up the underside of his cock. She repeated the action all around his member, coating it her saliva before wrapping her lips around its head and taking him into her hot wet mouth. One hand rested on his upper thigh, the other cupped his balls as her head began to bob, taking him slightly further into his mouth, her tongue dancing in the underside of his shaft as she did so.

Katie could feel his excitement growing, so she withdrew her mouth from Adam. To which he objected, automatically reaching for her head or hair- she didn't know. "Calm down." She smiled up at him, slowly running her hand up and down his cock. "I'm just teasing you." She kissed his head, liking her lips to taste his juices, before tasking him deep into her mouth, continuing to massage his base with her hand.

 

[DanFS]

Adam was surprised when she entered his shower cubicle.
Her husky whisper ‘’Adam’’ turned him on and he offered no resistance as her hands ran over his shoulders and onto his neck, as he in turn, grasped her slender waist and the little space at the base of her back.

Katie moaned into his eager mouth. Her tongue was entwined in his, his tongue wrestling hers with frantic breaths, then she was biting his lip, and then kissing his jaw line down to his neck, only to return back to his mouth.
She was everywhere on his mouth, his neck….he was shocked her her obvious need for him, as much as she had sparked the same desire in him!
His cock began to grow and press into her firm, slender bikini-covered waist, as she seemed to enjoy the way he drank her in.
She looked incredible, lust personified.
She was stunning and he told her so, before she yelped as he grabbed her taut ass, and moved a hand up to her breast and cupped it in his palm, as she pushed into him, before he pinched the nipple beneath, feeling it swell into a hard nub.

It surprised him that she was the aggressor, and how she moaned as he tweaked her nipple again, “You’re killing me!”
She then turned the tide again, and ran her hand over his neck and down, across his chest before grasping his erection in her small hand.
He moaned into her open mouth, as their tongues continued to dance in unabated passion.
She stroked him a few more times, before sinking to her knees on the soft sand, and slowly, teasingly licked the underside of his cock, bringing forth another moan of pleasure from him.
She then sank her lips down over the head and further down, taking more of his hot, turgid flesh into her warm, wet mouth.
He hadn’t had anything like this in so long. Andrea had certainly not expressed such a yearning for years, if ever!
He could feel his excitement building and reached for her hair to guide himself deeper into her - to finish him, as he felt his desire to fuck her start to build.
It was not going to be love-making. No - this would be carnal, primal, two bodies taking their pleasure from each other. This was pure unbridled lust!

Just then she withdrew her mouth frustrating him. Just as he was going to protest, she explained she was just teasing him, before she engulfed him once more, and stroked his root with her free hand.
He could have stayed like that for hours, her mouth and tongue playing a pleasure symphony upon his cock, with her hand providing a different stimulation, but he felt he should pleasure her as well.
He didn’t want to cum too soon, well, not without bringing her off first.
Reluctantly, he stepped back, sliding his saliva-slick cock from her hot mouth, a look of surprise evident on her face.
Her lack of understanding was immediately apparent, as he reached under her arms and pulled her to her feet, then leaned her back against the wooden wall of the shower cubicle before gently reaching up and sliding the crotch of her bikini bottoms to one side, as he leant forward and swept his tongue across her already puffy pussy lips. Her musk was intoxicating, as he licked and tasted her.
He could her breathing deepen, as he brought his fingers into play, opening her up to allow his tongue access to her most secret place, as her clit became exposed, so he kissed and teased it with his tongue, enjoying her little moans as he ate her.
He reached behind her, now he had opened her, and grasping her ass cheeks, pulled her onto his mouth allowing him to slip his tongue into her and use more of its length to tease her.

He could feel her legs start to shake as he sank his knees into the warm sand and smiled into her flesh as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue.
He felt her hands drop onto his head as her fingers clutched at his hair, wordlessly imploring him not to stop.
He knew from the sexy little moans she was making that she was getting close, and he wasn’t stopping now, not when she was this close.
He stiffened his tongue and flicked it rapidly over her clit, forcing it back and forth against her lips, the stimulation driving her ever closer to her orgasm.
She tasted divine - her sweet juices flowing gently onto his tongue and spurring him onwards.
Her legs had started to shake even more now, as his tongue was joined by a finger, sliding inside her slit, as he searched for her G-spot, wanting to pleasure her, and bring her off. He soon added a second finger, and used a beckoning motion over the hard nub of her G spot, and smiled into her pussy lips as she gasped and clutched at the walls of the cubicle to retain her balance as he pushed her even higher on the pleasure scale.

Her breath was coming in ragged gasps, and he felt that if he stopped now, she would, quite justifiably kill him.
He swept his tongue hard across her exposed clit, feeling it bobble under it, and she stifled a cry, as her knees threatened to give way. He place his other hand under her bum, to help hold her up, as he tongued and fingered her….

 

[Tanned_babe]

"Ah, Adam. Adam! Aw, don't stop!" Katy panted, her eyes clamped shut, totally lost in her companions' assault. Her glistening body tensed every time, Adam's tongue ran over her hard clit, the feeling exacerbated at the addition of his strong fingers moving in and out of her silky folds. In an effort to open herself further to Adam's pleasure, Katy draped a long toned leg over his shoulder and pushed herself into his eager mouth. With one hand she pulled her black bikini to one slide and the other went to the back of his head, encouraging him further.

"Jesus Christ, you're so good." She groaned, almost sounding pained. "Please... Please... Harder." Katie's legs allow her to run for miles, carry out arduous work outs, but at this moment, Adam has her at near collapse and she almost did when he stabbed at her G Spot.

The familiar pressure was building in her abdomen as Adam continued to pleasure her, his fingers and tongue creating ecstasy throughout her entire body. The young VP had to bite down on the back of her hand, at risk of making too much noise as her boss gripped her taught bottom and pulled her into his mouth. Her slender hand gripped his greying hair even harder as wave after wave of please began to wash over her slender body.

Katie's orgasm lasted a long time, her clit twitching on his tongue as her raged breathing caused her modest chest to heave. Eventually, she guided his head from between her legs and slid down the wooden cubical, untangling her her from Adam's muscular shoulder as she did so.

Locking her dark eyes on his as her chest, still encased in the suggestive bikini, continued to heave, Katie smiled shyly from behind locks of damp dark hair. "You're really, really good at that." She said hoarsely, leaning her her head back against the cubicle and closing her eyes.

Once the young woman had composed herself she looked to her superior once more, before shifting so she her lips were inches from his once more. She kissed him, sucking seductively on his bottom lip to taste herself. As her mouth explored his once more, Katie slipped out of her bikini top, freeing her perky breasts. Guiding, Adams strong hands, she encouraged him to grope her, knowing he'd enjoy it just as much as her.

The water continued to shower onto their almost naked bodies as they moaned into each other's mouths. Katie trailed a slender hand down to, Adam's erection once more and stroked his excitement. She smiled into his mouth as he groaned, kissing her way round to his ear. "I think you should stand up." She whispered, raising a perfectly waxed eyebrow as his dark eyes locked on her's.

Katie moved with him so, yet again, his cock was in line with her pretty face. She licked it, slowly, lazy, coating him once more in her saliva. Her hands rested on either side of his glutes and took him slowly into his mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around his length, moving rhythmically whilst taking more of him into her mouth each time.

 

[DanFS]

She begged him to intensify his efforts as she was so close, oh so close.
Katie started to gasp with pleasure and it became obvious she was cresting her orgasm, as the waves of pleasure started to wash over her.

Her slim hand reached down and gripped his short hair hard, pulling him even more into her, encouraging him to tongue her sensitive bud harder still.

Judging by the amount of shaking in her legs and the depth of her breathing - it was a long orgasm,and her face and chest above her bikini top were flushed a bright pink.

Eventually, she pushed his head gently away, as the stimulation became too much, and then slid down the smooth wooden wall of the cubicle until she sat facing him, her lips just inches from his, as she regained her composure.
Locking her dark eyes on his as her chest, still encased in the suggestive bikini, continued to heave, Katie smiled shyly from behind locks of damp dark hair. "You're really, really good at that." She said hoarsely, leaning her her head back against the cubicle and closing her eyes.

She looked as he imagined a succubus would do, if he ever encountered one, her hair matted slightly, her chest heaving with desire, and a look of unabashed pleasure & satisfaction upon her beautiful face.

After a few more seconds, she opened her eyes and praised his efforts, causing him to feel a bloom of pride, that he could still accomplish this at his age.
It was funny, but he considered himself middle-aged, when he worked so hard to appear not to be so.

She leant into him and kissed him again, her mouth drawing his bottom lip inside, as she tasted herself on him. He felt her hands upon his, and realised she had removed her bikini top, as she guided them to her bare breasts. He didn’t need much encouragement, as he gently kneaded the firm flesh beneath and felt her taut nipples respond to his touch. They moaned into each other’s mouth, such was the pleasure they felt.
As they sat there, with warm water cascading upon them, he felt Katie’s hand rest upon his erect cock, and started to stroke him.
After a while she leant into his ear and whispered seductively:
"I think you should stand up." her raised eyebrow implying intent behind the suggestion - as their eyes locked.

As he rose to his feet, Katie shifted position, so her face was in-line with his crotch.
She leant forward and licked him, lazily, but thoroughly, before taking him into her mouth, a little more each time, until she had almost all of him inside.

He groaned again with pleasure. He was so amazed at how accomplished a lover she appeared to be, considering how much younger than him she was.
Her tongue teased and swept over his captive cock, as she sucked him gently, whilst moving her head slightly,to vary the sensations.

Her mouth and tongue felt fantastic upon his already sensitized flesh.
The soft sucking sounds emanating from between her lips made her oral ministrations even more difficult for him to resist, as on the one hand, he wanted to pull her to her feet, turn her around, and bury his rigid rod as deep into her hot wet pussy as he could go.
Then, on the other hand, the way she was using her mouth was unbelievable.
Andrea had never been anywhere near as good as this!
He locked his knees to keep from falling as she took him all the way into her mouth once more, feeling her throat pulse around his tip, as he pushed slightly, and unintentionally making her gag.

As she teased him a step closer to his orgasm, she looked up at him and smiled around his cock, as she flexed her throat around him, making a quiet gagging noise, and then realising he liked both the sensation and the sight and sound of her doing so, did it again.
Adam couldn’t help himself. His cock hardened even more at Katie’s efforts, and then it was his turn to wrap his fingers in her hair, as she slid up his pole to the very tip, and Adam wanted to keep her mouth on him, so he held her hair, so she couldn’t disengage.
Katie seemed to have no intention of doing so, as she slid all the way back down on him and swallowed him whole, into the back of her mouth again.
“Sweet Jesus, Katie!” He gasped, not letting go of her hair, but allowing her head to bob slowly up and down as she fellated him.

This pleasurable motion was really starting to inch him closer to his climax, as she ‘pushed his buttons’ so he let go of her hair and looked down at her, kneeling with his cock in her mouth almost to the root.
That image would stay with him until the day he died. She looked both powerful and oh, so, sexy as she swallowed him. “I’m getting close. Go slow…” He implored her.

As she slowed her motion, he could still feel her warm orifice stroking and teasing him. She was too much to resist - he needed to act, now.

“Katie - I want to fuck you, but I need you to want it too.” He gasped, aware that what they shared was so very special, but not wanting to ruin it either with a badly-timed coupling she didn’t appreciate, or a perceived bullying fuck.
He started to pull her slowly to her feet again, intending to kiss her hard when their mouths were close enough.
He grasped one of her shoulders and started to turn her around, to face the wall of the cubicle, and watched her face for any hint of a refusal. He had to be so careful, as he had so much more to lose than she, even though this was hardly risk-free for her either.
As he had her turned away from him, he could focus more on the perfect curves of her ass, revealed since she’d removed the skimpy black bikini bottoms.
Andrea hadn’t looked that good, at the same age, although she had been with child by then, but Adam couldn’t believe his good fortune, and slowly caressed her firm globes with one hand, as the other gently reached between her thighs, just above the knees, and slid her legs a little wider apart. He could see her lips, already distended, and slowly teased her with a fingertip, opening her up a little more, and pressed it into her to the first knuckle, enjoying the hiss of breath which escaped from between her lips.

Her hot wetness beckoned to him like a moth to a flame, and he could not resist.
He slid a second finger into her, as he leant forward and tenderly licked her bare bum-cheek with the tip of his tongue, tasting her salty tang & enjoying the slight yelp of shock as she felt what he was doing to her.
He smiled into her cheeks, as he pulled away, and slowly withdrew his fingers, before standing and stepping into her, pressing her firmly into the wall of the shower cubicle, before reaching down and guiding his solid cock between her labia and into her now open pussy, in a slow, continual motion.
Her moan began low, and rose in pitch slightly as he buried himself in her completely, until his pelvis ground into her taut ass. He stood there, with her having taken every inch of him, and apart from the sounds of the ocean, and the distant keening of a few sea-birds, their breathing was all that could be heard.

He slid his flesh out of her, almost to the tip, before sliding it back again, teasing her with his length, and he leant forward, nipping at her earlobe with his teeth, whispering:
“This is what I want, Katie. I want to pound your hot, wet little pussy, and make you cum so damn hard!”

With that, he withdrew once more, but this time, slammed back into her, forcing her against the wood of the shower-room, and gripping her shoulders in his hands, used them for leverage as he began a slow, deliberate penetration of her sex, gradually building the tempo, to a steady rhythm.
His hands soon dropped to her small breasts, and cupped them in his palms, as he pulled her back onto his pole at every thrust.
He kept the same rhythm, as he slid in and out, in and out, driving into her, and pressing her against the wood, not even pausing to think he might be hurting her.

Her head dropped back against his shoulder as he built the tempo again, a soundless moan upon her lips, before she found her voice once more.
He took her curses and moans as encouragement and drove even harder into her, pinching her nipples between thumb and forefingers as he wrestled with her for leverage, the slapping of flesh upon flesh clearly audible in the sea air.

Before too much longer, he felt the rise in pressure in his loins, and twisting with her, turning her away from the wall, and bending her over so she could almost touch her feet, he sawed in and out of her, his hands on her hips, pulling her back onto him, and growling with the effort, gave it everything he had, the droplets of sweat flicking from his skin, and from his brow, with the exertion.
His pulse was like that of a marathon runner, as he reached his peak. He couldn't keep this up much longer!
After mere seconds, he passed the point of no return.

“Ahhh, Katie - Oh - My - God - I’m gonna cum!” He groaned before driving into her once more, feeling the swelling head of his cock, just as he began to erupt.

A few moments later, as he held her, and his pulsing cock ended its twitching inside her, and smiled as he leant forward to kiss her smooth neck.
Once his breathing had returned to (almost) normal, he said:
“Are you OK? I really, needed that! Now do you know what you do to me?”

 

[Tanned_babe]

Being pushed roughly into the wall caused Katie's stomach to jolt with anticipation. She didn't think her body could take another orgasm; the pleasure, Adam had instilled on was still coursing through her body. However, as she felt his tongue teasing her puckered asshole she yelped in surprised pleasure. It was enough to have her pining for him once more and she didn't have to wait. With her tight body mashed between her boss' muscular frame and the wall she cried out as he entered her. From this position her cunt was particularly tight and she was glad that he gave her several moments to adjust to his intrusion. "You feel huge." She whined, her cheek pressed against the wooden surface.

As he began to fuck her, a long determined motion, Katie struggled to grip onto anything for purchase, so that as he began to quicken his pace she was continually pushed into the cubicle wall. Her body ached, both in physical pain and pleasure. She wanted to surrender her body to him completely, so badly. And as if he had read her mind, Adam growled in her ear, that he was going to take what he wanted. The statement itself almost pushed her over the edge; if he had touched her clit at that moment she would have climaxed, hard. Instead his strong hands, squeezed between her wet body and the cubicle, found her nipples. "Harder. Please." She gasped. He obliged causing her to hiss and buck against him, her ass bouncing off of his pelvis as painful pleasure jolted through her.

Katie's superior was now fucking her so aggressively it was like she could feel him in the pit of her stomach. Ramming into her, crushing her pelvis into the wall, making her want to cry out in that delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. It was evident he needed this, his total disregard for her was uncharacteristic, not that Katie was complaining. She wanted him to do what he wanted and take all decisions away from her, to allow her to be used. "Oh fuck, Adam! Jesus, you're so good."

Suddenly, she was pulled forward and roughly bent forward, yelping in surprise as she moved with him. Her slender hands pressed against the wall, allowing her some support as, Adam grabbed hard at her hips. His fingers digging into her smooth skin. For a terrifyingly exciting moment, she wondered if he was going to back to her ass. For him, right now, she'd have tried. She didn't know why, but she would have. However there was nothing to worry about as he slide his length back into her tight cunt.

"Oh God. Fuck. Fuck. You're so good." She cried. Moving with him to allow, Adam to get as deep as possible. She loved this position: how invasive it was, the easy access to her clit, the facelessness of it. Her and Ryan enjoyed this position, especially of late when Katie struggled with the recurring tension together. However, tension wasn't an excuse for letting your boss fuck you mercilessly in the shower. She shut her eyes, too close to stop now.

Katie could feel his grip tighten, hear his ragged breathing change; he was about to cum inside her. As she felt him begin to twitch, her slender fingers brushed at her clit; the slippery hard nub causing her a jolt of pleasure. She continued to rub herself, the walls of her cunt clamping into, Adam's pulsing cock. "Yes yes yes yes yes." The young woman groaned through clenched teeth as her body, slick with sweat and water, spasmed uncontrollably in a glorious climax.

"Oh God." She sighed finally, once multiple waves of pleasure had washed over her. She felt his hot breath on her neck and as he kissed her it wasn't the same now she'd cum; now there was guilt, awkwardness. She had let him use her like a, well it didn't matter. The point was she had slipped further than before, further than two nights ago. Katie could rationalise that, it had been an extremely big win for them, she had drank, but now. Now, she had pursued him, she had made the first move, and what a move it was. She couldn't wait to drop to her knees for him, to gage on him.

Removing her own hand from between her legs she untangled herself from, Adam and moved to the wall, leaning back against the cool surface for support. The cubicle span slightly, she closed her eyes, masking this action as recovering from their coupling, however, he seemed to notice. Katie opened her dark eyes and focused in on her boss, trying to decipher how he was feeling. She had a thousand questions for him, yet she couldn't bring herself ask one of them. The burning one was, 'How many women has he got on the go just now?' The epitome of silver fox, successful, good in bed, she dreaded to think! Why did she care though? It was just sex.

"I'm fine." She answered, suddenly aware he had spoken to her. "It was just, you know- it was good, great in fact!" She added quickly, "Its just, I'm a bit light headed, we really went for it." She smiled, reassuringly before running her hands through her damp hair. Giving Adam one last display of her perky breasts. 'It just hits you, you know, what you've done, once it's finished.' She thought to herself, suddenly intent on finding her bikini.

Locating it, she wrung out the briefs and slipped them on. "I'll be ready to go in ten." She told him, folding her arms across her chest and heading to the other shower back out in the beach. The tall brunette got naked once more and tried to wash the evidence of what she'd just done away. Her eyes burned, but not enough for physical tears to form; if she cried, that meant she felt really guilty and so long as she regretted it then she still had some conscience. But alas, nothing. Katie let out a groan of frustration as her cunt jolted at the thought of his head between her legs. "Just stop it." She muttered through gritted teeth, whilst slipping her bikini once more.

Shortly, they were both back in the car, damp, sandy and exhausted. "I'll just wait with the car, Sir, whilst you are getting prepared for your flight. I'd recommend we leave the hotel by 4pm. That suit you too, Madame?" Christian asked, having questioned, Adam constantly about their afternoon.

"Hmm?" Katie responded distractedly, tearing her eyes from her phone screen. "Yes, whatever you recommend."

A little under two hours later Christian handed, Katie her Samsonite case and leather carry-on outside Cape Town Airport. "Nice to meet you, Christian." Katie smiled, shaking her hand. "See you again soon." The pair got through the necessary check points of the airport easily and were in the new Emirates lounge with plenty of time to spare.

"I can't wait for this flight to be over, complementary first class pyjamas or not." Katie sighed, handing Adam a flute of champagne.

 

[DanFS]

Adam leant back against the wooden wall of the shower cubicle, and re-ran what had just happened through his head.
Katie had blatantly come into his shower room and seduced him!
He should have been feeling guilty - but he didn’t. He felt exhiliarated.
To be pursued by this young, energetic and ambitious woman was a boost to his ego, and he liked it! His loins still throbbed with the feeling of her on him.

He quickly showered, to get clean this time, as he was aware that Christian would be returning to collect them and collect their belongings from the Hotel, before they boarded the flight back to Britain.

As he emerged onto the sun-baked sand once more, he heard the car arrive, and Christian’s form appear from behind the wheel.

After making sure they were both comfortable, Christian pulled away and back onto the highway leading back to the Hotel.

Christian wanted to know how they had enjoyed their afternoon; it seemed he was a keen surfer too, and was fascinated by the fact that an Englishman could actually surf!
He asked several questions of both Adam and Katie, although Katie seemed absorbed in her phone, and Adam made excuses to deflect much of Christian’s attention to him, so as not to bother Katie, who had become a little distant, but this was, he assumed due to the fact she had pursued him and now felt embarrassed.

"I'll just wait with the car, Sir, whilst you are getting prepared for your flight. I'd recommend we leave the hotel by 4pm. That suit you too, Madame?" Christian asked, to which Adam agreed

"Hmm?" Katie responded distractedly, tearing her eyes from her phone screen. "Yes, whatever you recommend."*

At the Hotel, they both disappeared to their rooms to pack and make sure they had left nothing behind, before meeting up in the Foyer to check out and have their bags taken to the car.

Christian dove them steadily for the two our journey back to the Airport, where he bade them farewell as two long-lost friends, watching them retreat from the afternoon heat into the coll embrace of the Emirates Departure Lounge.

As they got comfortable, he heard Katie say:
"I can't wait for this flight to be over, complementary first class pyjamas or not." Katie sighed, handing Adam a flute of champagne.

He gratefully took it, and after a sip, placed it on the table beside him.
He thought he understood what she meant. This had been a hard work trip, and it would be nice to get back home.

After only a few minutes, they were called to board the flight.
The cabin crew were very efficient and the flight was soon airborne.
Katie seemed to be engrossed in her own thoughts, or maybe she had a book in her lap, Adam wasn’t sure, but he stared out of the window as the veldt sped past them far below.

He had so many things he wanted to say to Katie. How she made him feel - he had not felt this alive for a long time, but he was still married, albeit not altogether happily so.
He lent his head back against the padded headrest and thought of home. His boys, and Andrea, although she had shown him little in the way of attention the last time he was home. She seemed to love his money more than him. At least with Katie, he knew she wanted to be with him now, well, at least for sex every now and again, and if that’s all it was, he could live with that.
Adam felt the embrace of sleep welcome him, and seeing Katie seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, and without wanting to be rude, he reclined his seat and let it take him.

Adam woke with a start, as the ‘bing’ of the overhead ‘Fasten Seatbelts’ sign, and the PA system announcing:
“This is the First Officer speaking, we are beginning our descent into London Heathrow.” This was followed by the usual pleas to return tray tables and seat-backs to their upright positions, in preparation for landing.
As he and Katie locked eyes, he could have sworn he saw the faint amusement in them.
‘Oh No!’ He thought, ‘Did I snore?’
He would have to ask her in private some other time. Now was neither the time or place.
The landing was efficient, and they were soon inside the Terminal, in the long slow-moving line for Passport Control.
“What will you do as soon as you get Home?” Adam asked Katie as they waited.

“For me, to see my sons, and to hug and be hugged by them, will be the first thing I do. I can already smell dinner which will be cooking, and my Wife will bid me her token ‘Hello’, and smile sweetly as she always does, before pecking me on the cheek, and disappearing back in to the Kitchen.”

He shrugged in contempt of her ‘affection’. She hadn’t been intimate with him for months, and he resented that. He was a man in his prime, in great physical shape.
As was she - his money paid for her personal trainer, and tennis lessons.
It wouldn’t surprise him, he realised if she was fucking both instructors.

They waited for the rest of the time in companiable silence, shuffling forwards until called to identify themselves, before being told ‘Welcome Home’, by the Passport Officer behind the desk; and allowed through onto British soil.

As soon as their bags were collected, they were met by their own drivers to whisk them home.

Adam’s prediction of his homecoming were quite accurate, right down to Andrea hurrying back to the Kitchen, protesting that ‘Dinner will burn’ if she had stayed even long enough to kiss her husband passionately, to welcome him home.

After a short conversation after dinner and the usual proffering of gifts - as expected, Andrea took the boys upstairs and prepared them for bathtime, then bed.

Adam, went into his Study and downloaded all the data and photos from his phone.
He paused the screen at one of Katie in her skimpy black bikini.
His mind took him back to earlier that day, when they surfed together, and then again, to the sex-in-the-Shower.
Before Adam knew what had happened, he had begun to rub his cock in his trousers, imagining it was her hand, and moaning softly:
“Katie, Mmmm Katie!”
He opened his eyes, and saw his Study around him, and resolved to continue this later, after Andrea had gone to bed herself….

 

[Tanned_babe]

Katie’s mood didn't improve despite the luxurious first class accommodation; she had experienced it twice before, however the first time she had got incredibly drunk and fallen asleep and the second time was returning from Vegas with one of the worst hungover come downs she had ever experienced; needless to say, these trips were sometime ago.

It was partly for these experiences she felt so indebted to, Ryan. She'd grown from a silly girl into a competent woman and although he hadn't made the huge leaps like she had, he had positively affected her. And instead of acknowledging this she had judged into bed, and the shower, with the first mature man she could find. Of course, the later wasn't strictly true, like the majority of twenty something women, Katie could have her choosing of mature men, however she liked, Adam, as primarily a boss however her feelings had certainly developed on this trip.

And what a mistake that had been; they had barely spoken since their second encounter. Katie was certainly in no mood to do so; doubtless she had just added herself to his notched bedpost.she ordered a neat double Jack Daniels and declined the offer of an evening meal, it would only keep her awake. Despite this, it took her a while to doze off and when she did it was a dreamless, but disturbed sleep. At around 6 am she gave up and accepted breakfast but declined on, Adam’s behalf. It meant she could avoid any awkward discussion.

Having eaten and freshened up, Katie was feeling better and the eventual cool London breeze she felt stepping off the plane was very much welcomed. Their priority status got them quickly through the airport, up until the last stage of passport control where they were forced to wait. Eventually, Adam spoke to her, enquiring about her day ahead. Shrugging she said, “Back to normality; probably lie-low, get some rest. See what's on over the weekend, that sort of thing.” She left out the inevitable cleaning, sedans other damage control; all of which she'd do because of the guilt.

Just as she slipped into the back of the black Audi- the perks of traveling with the boss- her personal phone rang. Swiping the screen she answered, genuinely glad to hear the voice on the other end.

“Hi!” She smiled.

“Flight alright, Duck?”

“It was fine thanks, I slept, but still tired.”

“Yeah, you sound knackered. When will you be back?”

“I'll only be about forty minutes, they've sent a car.”

“Good. I can't wait to see you.”

The call concluded and Katie dozed for, what turned out to be an hour long, journey through central London. Having tipped the driver she was now juggling her large leather carry on, her suitcase, phone and keys. “Just as well you were late.”
She spun round and couldn't help but smile at the sight of him; his broad trim physique, the dark eyes, beard, tasteful tattoos. Why had she been so unhappy the past few months? And within a second he was on her, they kissed hard on the lips before embracing one another for several moments, during which the young woman felt her stress dissipate. “I love you.” She chocked into his shoulder.

“What's up?!” He said, pulling away enough to look into her eyes but keep his hands on her tight waist. “You're not supposed to cry when you see me, and just incase you did I bought you these.” He joked, jesting to the expensive looking bouquet in he'd evidently just went to collect.

“I'm not crying.” She crocked defensively and then laughed when she saw the look on her boyfriend’s face. “I'm just relieved; relieved to be home, relieved to see you, relieved that I can have a day off!”

He exchanged the flowers for the luggage and they went up to their flat, which was surprisingly spotless; last time Katie had been away on business she'd returned him to a broken window and drug paraphernalia. As he put her bags in their bedroom she went to the fridge, another pleasant surprising in it being stocked with good from an evident trip to Wholefoods. “What you doing?!” He snapped reappearing into the open plan living space.

“Making a cup of tea.” She said bemused, retrieving the milk.

“Eh, I don't think so.” He strode towards her and pulled the carton from her grip, shutting the door of the fridge with some force. “You're not doing anything today. Go sit down.”

“I can make myself a-“

“Now, Katie.” He pointed at the sofa. “On you go.”

A few hours later they lay together on top of their bed, a tangle of naked limbs. Despite having to constantly push, Adam from her thoughts it had been the best sex the pair had shared in a while. And if Ten days apart and a couple of mistakes could rescue a seven year relationship, then that was a fair price in the brunette’s mind. “You working tomorrow?” Ryan yawned, absentmindedly stroking her hair.

“No, I'm not going to go back in until Monday. I'll probably have to do some bits and bobs, but nothing that I can't do from here.”

Their long weekend continued much like it began and it was the first time in months that, Katie felt she'd actually had a break. They went to see, and subsequently mocked an exhibition at Saatchi, met with friends, managed to get last minute tickets for ----- and strolled through St James Park. “I think I'd forgotten that there was more to London than working and being miserable.” She remarked tossing a chunk of her breakfast into the pond, causing a raucous between a dozen moorhens.

Unfortunately Monday came soon enough and although the executive had kept an eye on her emails she knew it was going to be a very hectic day. This coupled with the follow up actions from South Africa was enough to take up the working week, let alone one Monday.
She rose promptly, beating the morning rush hour and was in the gym by six thirty, clad in a pair of grey yoga pants which hugged at her calves, thighs and rear. Her trim top half hidden by an old University sweatshirt which was two sizes too large.

Starting on the treadmill, Katie allowed her muscles to wake from their slumber. Twenty minutes later she was approaching the fifth and final kilometre of her run. A run which was unusually tough, given the excesses of the weekend. The machine beeped and congratulated her on completing the workout. Not waiting to cool down, Katie stepped off the cushioned surface and picked up her now discarded hoodie from the floor. Making her way over to one of the weight areas she instantly began a circuit which would work every muscle in her lower body.

It wasn't until Katie was returning from a deep stretch where her legs had stayed perfectly straight and her palms rested on the surface of the mat in front of her feet that she noticed, Adam. As if he felt her dark eyes on him he instantly turned to look at her. She sighed, tried to smile and pulled her sweatshirt on over the revealing Lycra top. She made a move towards him, there was no point or way to avoid him; it wasn't a large gym.

“Morning.” She said, not unkindly. The two exchanged pleasantries whilst, Katie could feel the heat in her cheeks rise. “Yes, it was nice to have a few days back in normality.” He asked what she had spent the weekend doing to which she evasively answered, almost certain her was reading her like a book. “Shall we catch up today at some point? I'll askPauline to schedule it.”

The day dashed past. Her neglected team bombarded her with questions she didn't know the answer to. There were new opportunities to be discussed. The world and his wife wanted to know how her trip was. “If I was some hard ass old guy, people would give me a moments peace.” She muttered whilst raking through her handbag for a phone changer.

“I can come back if it's not a good time?” One of her team said uncertainly.

“David, come in.” The brunette sighed apologetically. “I didn't mean you.”

“Just everyone else.” The analyst said, sceptically raising an eyebrow.

“Pretty much. What's up?” Half way through the conversation, Katie stopped him. “Go and get the team organised and I don't care what time it is, I'll work around everyone, and set up an hour and we can all have a quick ‘where we are and what we’re doing.’Ok?”

“But we have a team meeting on Wednesday.” He said, clearly not reluctant to take on the admin task.

“It wasn't a question, David. Thanks for your help and you can leave the door open on your way out.”
At four o'clock she made her way up to Adam’s floor, which was ever guarded by Pauline who was in the process of packing up for the day. “Katie!” She exclaimed. “Nice to see you, darling.” The two women exchanged pleasantries before the young woman entered her superiors office, knocking on the door as she did so. She was sure his eyes trailed up her body, which was encased in a pair of fitted dress trousers, turned up to above her ankle and a loose fitting black sleeveless shirt which exposed her toned tanned arms and depending on the light revealed a hint of her torso. Katie was tall and today almost matched her boss’s height due the black four inch heels she had dawned. Staying silent, the executive made her way into the room, leaving the door open as she did so.

 

[DanFS]

In his Study, fantasising about Katie, Adam’s self-induced orgasm came quickly, but was unfulfilling. She had really got under his skin, and he wanted more of her, but he had the nagging feeling that something was wrong. Even though she had pursued him last time, and they had both enjoyed the sex, she had seemed distant on the flight home, and it was unlike her.
OK, he reasoned - she wasn’t always chatty, and she was entitled to her own counsel, but he just felt something was amiss.
And that bothered him, which was unlike his usual self, and the realisation made him wonder if he was actually falling for her.

The rest of the weekend passed quickly, various domestic tasks needed doing, and it was to have the boys’ help when mowing the lawn and tidying the Garden.
Andrea had gone out for the day with an old school friend, and was no doubt shopping, and talking about her now-promised new car.
He was often tempted to demand she buy some lingerie for him, and to use it, but recently, the excitement of ‘what might be’ had faded, compared to Katie’s seemingly fearless and refreshing attitude to him, and sex in particular.

However, he knew that buying Katie lingerie to wear for him was out of the question. It was an admission they were ‘involved’ as well as highly inappropriate, and would likely get him fired and result in his carefully crafted reputation & career being left in tatters.

Monday morning rolled around, and he couldn’t sleep, having dozed for most of Sunday Evening before retiring to bed early.
He felt rested and ready to face another week, and decided a gym session before work was in order.
He was surprised to see Katie apparently doing a cool-down, as he turned towards her as he replaced the weights into their rack, his bared arms glistening in a sheen of sweat, after his tortuous chest and arms workout. He should have used a slightly lighter weight, but he felt really good for it!
As she rose from a deep stretch and their eyes met, he couldn’t help but admire her lithe form, clad in a skimpy lycra top, as she pulled on a sweatshirt. They exchanged greetings and polite questions about the weekend, before agreeing to meet later in the day to review their trip and take the pans forward, which the board had already approved and wanted to act upon.

Adam’s day was a blur of phone calls, emails and quick meetings with his various team leaders giving and getting updates.
Although he could have called a meeting and brought everyone together to share the new about Plexus, he felt more comfortable meeting his team leaders and allowing them to cascade the news to their staff.

He’d asked Pauline to pencil in Katie, as the last team leader at four, because she already knew most of what he had told the others, and besides, she had obviously made an impression as Adam had been told to ‘keep her involved’ as far as progress
Went.

This was good, as she had friends on the board and if she decided to take her career away from his team, which he’d hate, as he felt like a mentor to her, at least she’d have a guiding influence from upstairs.

Punctual as ever, she strolled into his Office at four, tapping on his door as she did so.
He grinned as he looked up at her from his screen, and allowed his eyes to drift over her, taking in the black fitted trousers and sleeveless shirt, which showed off her toned arms to perfection, and as she turned showed just a hint of the strap of her bra, before he told himself to ‘stop it!’

“Katie! Thanks for dropping in, we have had some exciting developments.”
He spun his laptop around, to show her the latest email from the Chairman.

He showed her the email, which said among other things that she was to be kept involved. The impression they they made a great team seemed to be held by the Board and they wanted it to continue, during the integration process.

As she leaned forward to read the email, Adam allowed himself a brief glance at the swell of her breasts in her top, before chastising himself. He was hornier than an eighteen-year-old. What had got into him?

Katie seemed pleased, that her work had been recognised, and Adam congratulated her when she stood tall again and spun the laptop back toward him.
“Please - sit!” He asked her, motioning to the seat opposite him. “It seems we need to work on the integration plans, as the Board can see a lot of untapped potential and they want us to unlock it - fast!”

He could see some doubt cross her face, as she continued.

“We will need to work together on this, so I suggest you find someone in your team to run your team for you for a couple of weeks at least. I’ll leave the choice to you,as you know them best, but this is top priority from upstairs. My responsibilities are being shared out amongst the other team leaders for now, Pauline is sending the email for me before she leaves. We will have uninterrupted use of the Conference Room at the other end of this floor, until further notice.
Any questions at this point?”

He looked to Katie to express any doubts, but she seemed a little shocked that things could have moved this fast.
“I know it all seems to be a whirlwind right now, but the Board really want to move on this, so we can steal a march on the competition. We have an opportunity to put ourselves at the head of the pack, and the Board don’t want it squandered due to any perceived lethargy, either inside or outside this business. Now - I suggest you pick your temporary leader, then go Home, and we start at 9am tomorrow. As we may be visited by some of the board, to see how we plan to proceed, you may want to dress a little formally tomorrow. After that, I hope they will leave us alone, OK?”

 

[Tanned_babe]

“Find someone to run your team.” She mimicked “Yeah, no biggy, I'll just do that, shall I? Here you go, Emily, would you like more responsibility and no money?!” Katie spat, slamming the refrigerator door having retrieved a bottle of wine. “My responsibilities are being shared. What responsibilities?! He's the CEO, he has us mugs under him so all he has to do is smooze other old men.” She carelessly poured the Sauvignon Blanc into a tumbler before replacing the fridge. “Fuck sake, the fucking board this, the fucking board that. Do you know who runs strategy? Me! Who was in Cape Town? Me! But no, it'll take a load of old men to come in and tell me how to do my job.”

“I thought you said-“ Ryan began before being cut off.

“Parting shot, ‘dress a little formally’. One, it's not the bloody fifties where the boss tells the woman how to dress and two, I wasn't aware I dressed anything but ‘formally’. Prick!” She concluded, hopping up on the kitchen counter, wincing as the cold marble clashed with her bare thighs.

“Aye, now that’s a bit off, but I'd imagine most senior guys have an issue with the way you dress.” Her boyfriend said quite matter of factly. “And I'm not saying that's appropriate either!” He hastened to add, seeing the Sparks relight in her dark eyes. “I bet they want you to show it off a bit more, less trousers, more skirts; open another couple of buttons, that sorta thing. Different generation.”

“I'd like to think most are concentrating on the job in hand, rather than worrying about how I look.” She frowned, taking another swig of wine. Ryan’s snort of derision said it all and she watched him for a moment, meticulously chopping iceberg lettuce. “I'm tempted to wear a pair of jeans and a hoodie.”

“You can borrow one of old Iron Maiden ones.” He smiled, putting the knife down and stepping the fridge to retrieve the open wine bottle. “I didn't want one, by the way.” He said, raising an eyebrow as he filled his glass after topping her up. “I think something else is bugging you about this.” Jesus, he knew her so well. “So you have been personally sought out by folk higher than your boss to work on a really important project and youre angry? It doesn't add up, Kay.”

She weighed up the question; of course what had annoyed her was the total disregard for what had happened whilst, Adam and she had traveled. No mention of it, no ‘it'll be ok’, no ‘that was a mistake’, no repeat… She mentally kicked herself for allowing that thought to cross her mind. Katie felt stupid; a feeling quite alien to her.

“Hey.” She was brought back to reality by her partner’s strong hands resting on the tops of her tanned thighs. She had come home and removed her trousers, more from them being dry clean only than anything else, and kept the same light shirt she had worn that day. “What's up.”

“I feel I should be able to do it all.” She lied. “I don't feel anything should need to give.”

“And it won't.” His hands crept up her thighs and shifted the light material of her blouse, allowing him an uninterrupted grip of her waist. “You’ll be fine.” He reassured, before kissing her lips. “What was your reaction, by the way? Do you even have a job to go back to?”

“I'd describe it as unengaging.” She shrugged.

“Ouch.”

The Economist had just published a report on consumer trends, outlining that in areas of gentrification fitness activities had increased by 28% in the past eight years and there was no truer reflection of this than The Wharf; you could barely cycle for runners, run for joggers or jog for walkers as the April warmth started to awaken London from its winter slumber. “I give up!” Katie snapped to Lucy, an analyst in her team. “This is pointless.” She panted, practically hurdling over someone who had stopped to tie their shoe laces.

“Least this way I can keep up with you! We are almost at Mile End, anyway.” The blonde woman panted. “It's quiet up ahead, shall we do some sprints in the park and then jog back.” Katie agreed and for the circumference of the park the two women traveled at speed before heading back to the office at a leisurely pace.

“I'm going to need you to do me a favour, Lucy. Take the lead on coordinating the analysts, just for a month or so. We’ll see how it goes and then I may interview for a lead.” There, at least she wouldn't be lying when, Adam asked if she had distributed her responsibilities; one of dozens wasn't bad, not that she didn't have several managers feeding into her.

An hour later, just after nine, Katie emerged into Adam’s floor; balancing a laptop, iPad and black coffee in her grasp as she walked past, Pauline’s desk. “You better get a shift on, girl. He's been looking for you.” To which the twenty eight year old shrugged. “Katie, he's wound up about this.” His protective PA continued, “Two of the leadership members, Erik-Jan and Richards, have arrived and the others will be here any second.”

“Everyone needs to calm down about this. Work gets done, it always does. And anyway, senior management don't do anything before they've had their obligatory catch up over breakfast. Has that arrived?” It hadn't, meaning Katie was still in good time.

It was no accident that her lean figure was clad in another pair of fitted dark trousers belted around her waist; tucked into which was a crisp white shirt which hugged her curves. However these were somewhat hidden by an expensive black suit jacket which hung open loosely. The androgynous outfit was balanced by a pair of black stiletto heels and her long glossy hair, which was worn down but swept back away from her face, excentuating her pretty features. Adam had asked that dressed to fit in, so that's exactly what she did; one of the boys.

As she slunk into the room she was greeted one at a time by its occupants, to whom she was courteous, but not overtly friendly. They exchanged anecdotes regarding her trip and she filled them in with a mixture of professionalism and good humour. Katie enjoyed this part of her job, the bit where she was capable, but also treated as a novelty; it made making an impression all the easier. The young VP was often aware how easily stereotyped she was, but she rarely fell into the box. Well, she hadn't until her and Adam’s coupling. It was almost as if he sensed her thinking about him, for she redirected her gaze from the man she was talking to and met, Adam’s dark eyes. Holding his gaze for a moment she regarded him, unsmiling before tearing her attention back to the Chief Operating Officer. “I think it’ll be hard work, but exciting, plus, there's worse places to travel.” She concluded.

The day was an array of presentations from different individuals holding court, namely Finance, Operations, Strategy and Leadership, Katie and Adam discussing the latter two respectively, concluding the day in a joint, off-the-cuff presentation regarding their visit. Both professional standing at the head of the conference room table, shirt sleeves rolled up summarising their vision for the venture.

“I think we can all agree that the Europe team have done a fantastic job in securing what will be a profitable acquisition; I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say we are excited to see the results.” Concluded, Adam’s boss, at which Adam turned to Katie and winked at her. Despite herself, she smiled. “Now, I make that seven thirty. I say we reconvene at the restaurant, Boisdale was it? At 8ish.”

Within minutes the leadership team had left, retiring to their hotel rooms to freshen up, leaving Adam and Katie alone. “Although I had no idea it was going to be quite so formal.” She said reproachfully, “It went well.”

 

[DanFS]

Adam was relieved to see Katie walk in, no doubt having been briefed by Pauline that he was quite tetchy this morning. Adam didn’t even know why.
The board had approved their recommendation to acquire Plexus and this was just the next step, wasn’t it?

Adam caught himself doing a double-take at Katie. Her attire wasn’t quite what he expected, but she looked fantastic, whilst maintaining a professional look, which he really appreciated. Not that he was worried she wouldn’t dress appropriately, but when he had asked her to ‘dress appropriately’, he had seen the start of a cloud settle upon her face, and realised that his request had been very old-fashioned and as she was a modern woman, unlike Pauline, he may have unintentionally upset her.

Right now though, she seemed the very image of cordiality, and he admired how she worked the room, shaking hands with each of the board members, and greeting them by name, as if she worked with them every day.
He almost laughed when Richards, dyed in the wool as he was, suddenly looked a little unsure of himself, as Katie shook his hand and asked how he was. He was used to being the one doing the asking.
His cup of tea, delicately balanced on the saucer in his hand shook slightly, and he had to compose himself for a second before he replied.
Erik-Jan was a different matter. He was all smiles and even did the European double-kiss thing that a lot of continentals do when meeting someone. He was obviously aware of Katie’s strength as well as her femininity. His Dutch accent easily noticeable in the room.
When a couple of other board members walked in, closely followed by a member of the on-site catering team, pushing a trolley with various breakfast items, for the assembled executives to choose from; Adam locked eyes briefly with Katie.

The day was non-stop.Presentation after presentation and Richards’ request for Adam & Katie to fill in the whole board with their insights and plans so far,caught Adam on the hop, and he had to look at Katie for a second, and then he knew she was up for ‘winging it’ as he so fondly called it; so they did.
No prepared material, other than the data they had brought back from South Africa, and between the two of them, sharing the presenting in a smooth back-and-forth style, their shirt sleeves rolled up in a business-like manner, which Adam did sub-consciously, but Katie had also adopted this attitude for the unscheduled presentation.

Pauline was the last to leave, after the leadership team had said their goodbyes, gathering up her things, having taken minutes of the meeting for Adam; and she was overdue at Home.
Adam was a little surprised that he and Katie had been invited to Boisdale. The Board members didn’t usually invite executives to dinner with them. It did throw up the issue of what to wear to dinner.

He had to agree with Katie. The day had gone extremely well. They couldn’t have done any better really.

“Katie - would you like to walk to Boisdale, before dinner? It’s not far, and I’d like to talk to you, and as well as being hungry - I want, no - I need - to check a few things with you, and unless you have other plans….besides, Boisdale has its own Jazz Club right in the Restaurant, it’s brilliant, and I’m pretty sure you’ll love their food!”

Adam was relieved when she accepted, and wasn’t surprised when she said she’d meet him in the Reception area in 15 minutes. Adam needed a quick freshen-up too. Fortunately, he had a change of clothes, and as promised he met Katie in Reception.
She looked stunning, as ever, and how she had subtly changed her hair and make-up as well in such a short time took his breath away.
He had opted for a pale-grey suit and powder blue shirt, and plain black brogues; a simple, but - he thought, suitable look for tonight (and also his only spare clothes he had at the Office). He’d also texted Andrea at home, earlier in the to warn her of developments, so she didn’t wait for him for dinner.

As they left the building together, and walked side-by-side, Adam started the conversation:
“I know this is awkward, Katie, and I haven’t tried to talk to you about it before now, because, well - I didn’t want to mess this up.”
He looked over at her as he paused, seeking a reaction, or at least her attention, as he continued.
“I know I should feel guilty about what happened between us, and I should be telling you that it was a mistake, and it will never happen again - but I can’t. The truth is - I really enjoyed it. You’re a great person - really smart, driven, sexy, passionate. I love all those qualities about you.”

He paused and took a deep breath, before adding:
“I loved how you paid attention to me; unlike my wife. The sex between us was wonderful. I enjoyed how you had the confidence to take control, in the shower on the beach in South Africa. I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed that.”

He blew out a huge breath, and waited.
‘There - I said it!’ He thought.

He looked over at Katie and asked her:
“Are you shocked? I know I shouldn’t feel like this, but I do!”
He could see the entrance to Boisdale a couple of hundred metres away down the street.
“Whatever you say - you do realise that if this ever got out, it would destroy me - this needs to stay just between us, OK?”

 

[Tanned_babe]

Although she enjoyed Boisdale, its proximity to the office made it as regular haunt as any Michelin restaurant could be, Katie could see the evening far enough. The day had been grueling, with the adrenaline of it wearing off as she touched up her make up in the stylish bathroom near her new office. Ten minutes later she was in the lobby; it was mild evening, so she continued to wear her shirt sleeves rolled up, exposing her tanned toned arms.

Excusing herself from small talk with the security guards, she bid them goodnight and walked with Adam out of the building. Whilst he explained his feelings, the young woman remained quiet and stony-faced, her dark eyes a head of her as her boss never mentioned the words: mistake, onetime thing or happily married. Reading between the lines, he wanted it to happen again and this, coupled with the complements he paid her made Katie flush.

Finally she spoke, still not quite meeting his gaze, “Thanks for you candor, Adam.” She said slowing her pace slightly for they were reaching the restaurant. Hesitating, she continued, “I agree with you; it was great and probably exactly what we both needed at the time. You, you’re a, you’re great.” She glanced at him for the first time and smiled. “Really. And if we were in different places I’d love for this to continue. But it can’t, people will get hurt, my work will certainly be affected. I know you probably don’t believe me, but I’ve never done anything like this before. And working at the level I do is pressure enough, without the pressure of, of, of knowing you’ve, we’ve, you know.” She stopped walking at the the impressive fountain outside the restaurant and the two finally faced one another.

Of course, he had to look impossibly good and if they weren’t going for this dinner, Katie was sure her resolve would have broken and they’d be ripping at one another’s clothes. He’s have his hand in her hair, pulling at it as his teeth grazed her neck. Her hand would snake down between their bodies and- “…this needs to stay between us, OK?” Adam said, his tone serious.

“Yes! Yes, of course.” She said snapping out of her trans. “I understand what you’ve got to loose and I hope you understand what’s at stake for me too.” She was not only referring to her own relationship, but her career. Katie had never heard anything first hand, but she was sure that speculation had arisen as to how she had been promoted so quickly within the business. Perhaps rather naively she added, “I don’t want anything to change in our working relationship. This set up’s working and I don’t want that to alter because of this discussion.’ Before he could respond, she suggested they make their way inside and try to enjoy the evening.

Inside, the restaurant was packed, the crowded feeling exacerbated by the low smoky lights and bold red walls. Jazz flowed from the bar and restaurant out to the reception where Katie gave the company name before being shown to the table by an attractive girl, Katie guessed to be Spanish. The table was well located; close enough to see the stage but far enough to still have a conversation with others around you. Adam and Katie were warmly welcomed by their colleagues, who, once handshakes and calls that the pair could now relax had been taken care of, were told to order and Old Fashioned whilst being handed menus.

Not that Katie had much of an opportunity to look at the menu; she was sat between Erik-Jan and the only woman in the senior leadership team; Eva Gordon; both of whom were both engaging and keen to hear about her experience in the company. As the main courses arrived, the young woman accepted the offer of the bottle of red; having had two strong Old Fashioneds on a near empty stomach to ask for the type would have been merely for show. The discussions round the table were mixed; sometimes the seven individuals spoke together, usually when business and or politics came up, Brexit and GE17 being of interests to the board. Katie was well versed in the later and over the years had learned to talk about such tetchy subjects purely from the company’s standpoint rather than her own. The young woman, having been asked what effect Brexit would have on next year’s operations ran through a quick series of points, all of which really depended on GE17. To which Richards, who was now well oiled with drink nudged Adam and said, “Don’t let her go.”

“I don’t plan on it.” Her boss retorted with an authoritative tone which send a jolt through the young woman’s stomach. She held his gaze for a moment before redirecting her attention.

It was past 12am when the jetlag and drink finally caught up with the majority of the board members, a couple had dropped off earlier. Katie was offered a room at the hotel where they were all staying, which she politely decline. “I’m 15 minutes in an Uber, but thank you.”

“I’ll wait with you whilst it arrives and we’ll get you a black cab, Uber isn’t always safe.” Adam said in that commanding, yet not unkind tone, before returning his attention to the board members, “We shall have a final catch up tomorrow?” And with that the goodbyes were concluded leaving Adam and Katie at the dinner table. However, before the two could even sit back to a waiter redirected them to a small booth by the bar.

“Look how that worked out.” She said, more coolly than she had intended, as they sat down, knees almost touching.

“You wouldn’t have left me sitting in a bar on my own.” Adam retorted. “Besides, I think we deserve one more drink, a full day of scrutiny is no walk in the park. Excuse me.” He said, leaving the table. Katie regarded him as he walked away. Her resolve was slipping; evident in the fact she felt the need to check her appearance, running perfectly manicured fingers through her glassy hair as she did so. With the exception of a light trace of foundation round the collar of her now slight creased white shirt she looked ok. She still had youth on her side and although it had been a long day her features did not yet reflect that.

“You did really well today.” Adam said, brushing against her as he sat back down. She could feel his strong arm as it momentarily connected with hers and instantly remembered what it felt like to grip on to it in the throes of passion. “I mean it, Katie. You’ve got a bright future in front of you.” They were interrupted briefly to order another drink. “We’ll have two Mackmyra’s- doubles. You’ll love this. If you want one, that it?” He was taking control, but leaving her with just enough room to back out. However, she didn’t, accepting the order of the Swedish single malt. “You have nothing to worry about: pressure, scrutiny, it’s all part of the process, I feel it every day and I’m glad you do too, it shows you care.” He said, placing a strong hand on her thigh.

“When will you be going back to Cape Town?” She asked in an attempt to redirect attention away from herself. The two talked in low voices for a while about how the initial acquisition would play out, batting ideas off one another, scribbling on napkins. “We can’t be too gung-ho though, the change for the local company needs to be gradual.”

“Well, yes. But we have to get what we want.” Adam said, he had returned his grip to her, and inched upwards, his fingers now digging into the soft of her inner thigh.

“We should go, it’s late.” Katie said, uncrossing her long legs and knocking back the last sip of whiskey, her slender neck flexing as she did so.

The evening air did little to quell how worked up the tall brunette had gotten over the past hour. The knowledge that, Adam wanted her, really wanted her was such a turn on. He was attractive, assertive, successful, smart and married. The later, she hated to admit only added to the excitement. The pair walked for several tense minutes before the impasse, where Katie should head to the taxi rank Westferry Circus and Adam to his hotel, just over the North Dock. There wasn’t much left to say, so he stepped forward and kissed her lips, his strong hands on her biceps as she froze. When she didn’t respond instantly, Katie felt him pull away, then it was her turn to make a move; simultaneously, she moved into him and her hand went to the back of his neck guiding his mouth back to hers for a deeper kiss which lasted sometime. Eventually she pulled away, peeling away from his taut physique. “I can’t do anything more tonight.” She breathed, feeling suddenly heady, partly because of the drink but mostly it was her boss’ effect on her. “I can’t not go home.” Her tone was both serious and pleading, for right now she didn’t think she had the will power to say no.

Ever the gentleman, he conceded with the caveat that he’s walk her to Westferry where there were plenty of black cabs waiting. “Silverdale Court, please?” She said in to the driver through the passenger window, before turning back to, Adam, “I’ll see you tomorrow."

 

[DanFS]

When Katie stopped at the Fountain and they faced each other, Adam was sure she was going to slap him in the face and threaten him with harrassment.
After all, he had just made a play for one of his subordinates - a complete ‘No-No’ in business!

When she spoke of the pressure just of working with him - without the added pressure of trying to keep an affair secret, he understood, but it didn’t make him want her any less.
When she then agreed she had enjoyed it too, he was relieved and puzzled all at the same time.

After commenting that she wanted the set-up between them to stay the same as it was working, he was pleased.
He would never figure out women, he decided, and just went along with Katies’ suggestion to go into the Restaurant.

They were both warmly welcomed by the board and seated apart, so the board members could speak to them further about the acquisition and other topics. The ‘Old Fashioned’ beers they were offered were full-bodied ales, and although tasty, reminded Adam he needed to eat something soon, or he would become very drunk.
At one point, Richard leant over and cautioned Adam not to let Katie go.
“I don’t plan on it.” Adam responded with a little more force than he intended, but Richards took the reply as Adam had hoped and nodded his approval , before turning back to talk to one of the other board members. Adam looked at Katie to see her watching and their eyes held each other’s gaze for a moment before she looked away.

The food was excellent, and the jazz music sublime. It made the evening really pleasant and the bottles of red wine which had been poured into their glasses made the evening pass even more pleasantly.
Adam realised he had drunk too much to go home in the car, so he would head back to a local Hotel.
Around midnight, the board members began drifting off to bed upstairs as they had endured a long day too, and fatigue was catching up with them.

They bid them all good-night and Adam then heard Katie say about getting an Uber, but told her he didn’t think they were safe and he would order her a black cab, and stay with her until it arrived to take her home.
A waiter stopped at their table and asked them to move to a small booth nearer the Bar, as they had obviously finished dining, and besides, they would have a better view of the stage from there.

As they moved, Adam excused himself, and dashed into the Gents toilets to freshen up. Once back at the booth, he sat down, and accidentally brushed up against Katie, as he sat down, praising her for her work today.
It really had been top-drawer.
“The board were all impressed by her and …”
They were interrupted by a server, who had noticed they had no glasses in front of them.
“We’ll have two Mackmyras- doubles. You’ll love this. If you want one, that it?”
He nodded and smiled as the young woman walked away with his order.
“...You have nothing to worry about: pressure, scrutiny, it’s all part of the process, I feel it every day and I’m glad you do too, it shows you care.” He said, placing a strong hand on her thigh.
He definitely meant to touch her then, and smiled inwardly as he felt her firm thigh tense under his touch.

At that moment, the server returned with their Swedish whiskies.
It was as potent as the last time Adam had sampled it, but it tasted beautifully smooth, and had a gentle burn as you swallowed it.
Katie seemed to enjoy it too, judging by the deep sip she took. Of hers.

‘She wasn’t immune to how he felt, then’, he thought.
He loved the feel of her soft, firm skin, on her toned legs, and as they discussed how the acquisition would progress, and as his touch roamed inward slightly, she drained the rest of her glass, forcing him to do the same., saying they should go.

He offered to walk her to the taxi rank, as it was very late, and besides it gave him another chance to spend time with her, and maybe change her mind about joining him at the Hotel.
As they walked, with the cool air caressing them both, he marvelled at how poised and elegant she was.

They walked in near silence, until they reached the corner of the street where the taxi rank was, and he would then turn the other way to head towards his Hotel.
He impulsively grasped her just above the elbows and pulled her in for a kiss, tasting a trace of the whisky upon her smooth lips. He pulled away then, as she hadn’t responded, fearing he head read her completely wrong, so was surprised when she returned with even more passion.
“I can’t do anything more tonight.” She almost whispered. “I can’t not go home.” She sounded disappointed, and he thought, a little frustrated.

He decided to walk Katie to the taxi rank, and he opened the door for her as she climbed inside.
She gave the driver her address before saying to Adam through the opened window “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Adam replied - “I’ll see you to your door.” and gestured for her to move over, as he opened the door and slid in beside her, before closing the door again, and saying the the driver “Let’s go!”.
Katie’s look of surprise was priceless, and Adam leant over and whispered to her:
“I wanted to say good-night properly.”
He reached behind her head and pulled her face towards him, and as their lips touched he opened his slightly and kissed her deeply, and as the kiss deepened, Katie responded in kind, as he had hoped she would.

Her lithe body against his, Adam could not help but respond. He felt himself start to harden, and so did she, as her hand snaked down into his lap and started to caress him through his trousers.
He in turn reached up and caressed a breast through her shirt.
As her caresses on his cock became more urgent, he changed tack, sliding a hand down the front of her trousers, and sneaking a finger under the waistband and into her panties, to caress her now moist, slit.
She gasped into his mouth, as he felt her wetness, and she unzipped him and slid her fingers inside his fly, and stroked his bare cock.
Now it was his turn to moan, as between kisses, they were both obviously getting pretty heated up.
As her cool fingers gripped him, and she ran her thumb over his slit, he moaned into her mouth again. He was so turned on and they were in a fucking taxi!
Adam unzipped her trousers, and slid them down slightly to allow him better access to her - then introduced two fingers into her and by twisting his wrist as far as it would go, was able to slide them all the way into her wetness. He felt her stiffen in response, as he slowly and deeply finger-fucked her. Her hand mirrored his fingers in tempo, and he felt her spreading his wetness across the head and down the shaft of his phallus. In turn her wetness was now evident by the slick sounds softly reaching their ears. The driver was completely oblivious, listening to his radio, the other side of the glass screen.
Their tongues still wrestling in each other’s mouths, they were completely lost to their lust, having been consumed by desire.

Adam needed to be inside her - right now.
He gently slid her hand out of his trousers, to her sudden confusion, as he pulled away and slid her trousers and panties down. Katie suddenly seemed to realise what he was up to, as she lifted her bottom up, and helped him slide them down, and slid one foot out of them, so she spin round and mount him, as his urgent grip on her hip had communicated his need.

He guided her into his lap, and she guided him inside her, gasping as his hardness filled her. The taxi lurched over a bump in the road, causing her impale herself upon him even more fully, and her eyes to widen at the shock, as she fell forward into him, and their kissing resumed with an added measure of passion.

His hands & strong arms guided her up and down, as she rode him, gasping and moaning into each other’s mouths.
Adam could feel his sap starting to rise, and as he pulled away to tell her, he noticed they were only a street away for hers.
His frustration evident on his face,he reluctantly told Katie:
“We better stop - your road is next!”
As she looked out of the window to confirm his words, she seemed to be equally frustrated, but a flurry of activity as they re-dressed themselves so they appeared as close to how they had when they got into the cab ensued.
Just as they pulled up outside her flat they were ready, looking as two adults should look in the back seat of a London cab, albeit a little flustered.

“I’ll get it.” He told her as she Kissed him goodnight, chastely on the cheek, before grinning as she got out.
“See you in the Morning!” He told her, as he directed the driver to take him back to his Hotel.
He watched her ascend the steps to her front door, admiring the sway of her hips in the trousers, as he resettled his cock to make himself more comfortable, as the car pulled away.

He was sure if they had been travelling for another 5 minutes he would have been fucking her in the back of that cab, and no-one would have been able to stop them!

He paid for the cab and entered the Hotel making his way hastily to his room.
He undressed and climbed into the soft, comfortable bed.
Sleep quickly claimed him, as he drifted off to thoughts of Katie, clad in black lacy bra & panties, and thigh highs, with high heels, leaning against the Conference Room table, beckoning him to her with a finger.
That night, he slept with a smile on his face.

The following morning, he rose and showered and shaved early.
He had the presence of mind to send a change of clothes to the Hotel, so he had something fresh to wear today.
After a light breakfast - he settled his bill and left for work.
His arrival was timely, barely 5 minutes before Pauline.
After a quick briefing on what had transpired in their presentation the day before, and how the board were pleased with the plans he and Katie had outlined to them.

Barely half an hour after that, his phone rang, and Katie was on the other end.
“Morning Katie!” He greeted her brightly. “How are you, this fine morning?”
He nodded as he listened to her reply.
“Distracted & frustrated? I know, me too. We need to schedule another meeting where we can discuss the next part of the acquisition. Richards thinks you may need to go back out there. Julius apparently is seeking assurances that his team is safe. I thought we had made it plain, but with so much riding on this, Richards doesn’t want to leave anything to chance. Can we get together before lunch, please?”

As he replaced the phone in its cradle, his mind drifted to Katie again.
He reflected how lucky he was to have such a talented, smart, personable and sexy person working on his team, and she appeared (reluctantly at times) to want him as much as he wanted her.

As his thoughts again drifted back to their cab ride home last night and his frustration at not being able to make her cum - but he enjoyed the furtive fuck, and it had invigorated him, to feel like a seventeen year old again, being so desperate for someone, that the back of a car was the only option.
Whilst not very romantic, or even remotely sexy, it was a powerful reminder of the power of desire. Desire she had awoken in him.
As his phone rang again, jolting him from thoughts, he smiled and lifted the receiver, hearing the voice of Aiden Carter, his Plant Manager in Alameda, near San Francisco. He was asking for advice about falling productivity, and suggesting that Adam might fly out for a ‘Morale boosting visit’, as he was popular among the workers.

Adam said he would think about it, and let him know in a few days.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Her heart was pounding as she hastily fumbled with the zipper of her trousers, usually deft fingers betraying her as she missed the top bottom once, twice, three times, finally deciding to leave it undone. "Fuck." She cursed under her breath as she felt around the cab's floor for a stiletto which had fallen off during the furtive encounter.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Katie said, distractedly looking out at the street, half expecting to see, Ryan standing on the pavement having witnessed her attempted redress. Kissing, Adam quickly on the cheek she stepped out of the cab into the now brisk evening.

Crossing the deserted street, she could feel his eyes still on her and it wasn't until she had opened the main door of the block of flats that she heard the taxi accelerate away. What are you playing at, she thought to herself as she climbed the stairs, her thighs still slick from how excited she had been, and still was. The young woman couldn't stop replaying what had just happened, despite now being at her front door. Her front door to the apartment she shared with her partner, yet Katie could not bring herself to go in. Not whilst her mind replayed the way her boss had grabbed at her face to kiss her, the way his strong fingers had pressed into her folds or the sensation of the expensive material of her trousers being pulled over her buttocks and thighs.

"Christ." She murmured, her forehead pressed against the cool front door as slender fingers snuck into her undone trousers and black lace briefs. She was soaking and when she brushed against her clit it felt hard as steel. Katie pined, remembering the way she had been impaled on him as the vehicle hit at a bump and how, Adam had held her on him with a firm grip. The brunette's hand now work fervently around her silky folds whilst her legs stiffened and she bit down on the back of her hand. The image in her mind changed and suddenly she was in a nondescript location, forcing her superiors cock deep into her throat, strong hands in her hair as he pumped back and fo- "Ahhh." She cried quietly, strong legs shuddering as a short, strong climax cascaded over her.

After recovering for a few moments, Katie made her way into the apartment. Apparently, Ryan had gone to bed, hardly surprising as it was almost two. The young woman was glad, the last thing she wanted to do was face him.

She headed quietly to the main bathroom and turned on the shower as hard as the settings would allow and stripped whilst the water came up to temperate, tonight she felt like only near scolding would do. The room quickly steamed up and as, Katie filled a glass of water she reconsidered, pouring it down the sink. She needed to relax, so she unlocked the bathroom door and padded back to the dark kitchen. Pouring a very generous measure of Drambuie. "Not have enough already?"

"Jesus!" She jumped, spilling the amber liquid onto the black marble counter top. "I thought you were sleeping!" She snapped.

"I was reading." He shrugged walking towards her in just a pair of white boxers to retrieve a cloth. His toned physique brushed against her as he mopped up the liqueur. "I hope that's not what you went to dinner in." Gesturing to her nakedness.

"You might start accompanying me to work functions if it was." She retorted as he wrapped tattoo clad arms around her. Katie did not want this to go anywhere, however she couldn't quite bring herself to give the 'I'm tired.' excuse, not after what she'd done. However, she didn't have too much to worry about, having started to kiss her the musician pulled away.

"Kay, as much as I enjoy a good malt and a nice aftershave doesn't mean I want you to reek of it."

"What?!" She retorted, panic rising.

"You can tell you've been playing one of the boys, tonight." He said, oblivious.

"Just as well the shower's on then, isn't it." She smirked, grabbing her drink before walking towards the bathroom. It wasn't until the door was shut that she allowed herself a deep exhale, followed by knocking back the dram.

Uncharacteristically, Katie wasn't in the office until after nine. After her late night she had a lie in and decided to leave the gym kit at home, promising Ryan that they'd have a night in together later. "You can keep that dress on though." He suggested in his thick Yorkshire accent, gesturing to the Victoria Beckham number he had just helped her zip up. The expensive dress clung to her curves, whilst being cut just above the knee balanced well with the high neck line. Her legs were bare, save for the same pair of black high heels she had worn the previous night.

Her morning was a series of meetings which kept her occupied to the point she didn't see the calendar invite come through from, Pauline on Adam's behalf until 10 minutes before it was due. "Shit." She cursed herself, typing a quick Skye message to one of the coordinator's, a young blonde who Katie was using ever increasingly as a secretary. 'Send me through any changes on the SA strategy doc. Any major changes, let me know. Thanks.' Minutes later the PDF was in her inbox, 'As requested. No major changes, will update at end of the weeks.' "Good." Katie said to the iMac's screen before rising from her desk.

In the lift, Katie regarded her appearance. She was blessed with good teeth and bone structure, qualities that she was forever grateful for. She wore her dark hair down and straightened with her usual minimal make up, especially when the weather in South Africa had been enough to give her a healthy glow. These traits coupled with the tailored wardrobe and tight physique had the young woman bordering on striking. However, this did not stop the rush of butterflies flitting through her stomach when she stepped out of the lift to find, Pauline's desk empty with no sign of coat nor bag.

Giving herself a mental shake she walked past the vacant desk to, Adam's spacious office. Katie knocked once and opened the door. "Afternoon." She said as casually as she could manage, however she couldn't alleviate the tension from her voice.

"Shut the door please, Katie." It wasn't an unusual request, but more the way he said it that had her give him a questioning look before doing so. Having done so, she stepped closer to his desk, to talks the seat opposite. "Don't sit there." He said unsmiling. "We are going to pick off where we left off." He ordered calmly, with the subtlest gesture towards his lap.

"You're kidding?" She replied baffled. "You can't be serious, Adam? Here, in the middle of the day."

"You better lock the door."

Despite herself, she did so. "We can't do this, not-"

"Katie." He said, cutting her off with a hint of frustration. "Cut the protest, please. We both know you want this as much as me." He stood up, locked the door and turned to her, taking her wrist firmly in his hand, as if she were a child who'd been bad and walked back to his chair, sitting down. "As we were." He nodded to his lap. "Now."

The 28 year old could act as shocked as she liked, but Katie could already feel that familiar tension in the pit of her stomach. She had always been attracted to people who knew what they wanted, people who got what they set out to get; kindred spirits. She exhaled and stepped closer, looking down at her boss. Her dress' fitted cut wouldn't let her spread her thighs the way she'd need to to do as she was told. "Push my dress up, please."

 

[DanFS]

As Adam continued to manoeuver Katie to exactly where he wanted her, he smiled.
Last night she was all “I can’t not go Home” and “I can’t do this.”
Now it seemed she not only wanted it, but was willing to be told exactly what to do!

He realised she would need some reassurance.
“Pauline has to go to the Dentist, so is taking the afternoon off. It’s just you and I on this floor, and no-one else has reason to be up here, so we won’t be discovered!”

When Katie asked Adam to push her dress up, her knew he had her, right where he wanted her.
As she leaned back, he reached up and unzipped her dress, opening it up so he could reach inside, if he so wished.He then slid the hem upwards as she asked.
As he reached between her legs and tugged the gusset of her panties to one side, he slid a finger along her lips, finding her already moist.
She was as turned on as he was. He added a second finger, and teased her lips again, before slowly easing them inside her silky folds to open her slightly for him, as he unzipped himself and eased his already hard cock through his fly.
He wanted to start exactly as they abruptly finished last night.
He had been really frustrated last night, and this was the only remedy.

He pulled her down onto him - as he sat in his chair - with little ceremony, telling her to “Guide me in!” as he attempted to penetrate her.
After a quick fumble, they managed and he thrust upward, causing Katie to let out a small yelp, partly out of surprise and partly from the sudden pain the intrusion caused.
Adam pushed upwards as she sank down onto him, his hands on her shoulders, pulling her downwards to maximise his thrusts.
“Ow! Adam!” She hissed as he buried himself fully inside her.
She half turned, to admonish him further.
“I’m barely wet and you’re pounding me - give me a minute, for Christ’s sake!”
Adam’s answer was to slide both hands inside her dress, and cup her breasts in his hands as he rode the air suspension on the Executive leather-upholstered chair, allowing Katie to push back off the floor with each gravity-assisted downward slide on his steel-hard cock.
He pulled her back against him, as he continued to bounce her up and down on him,whispering:
“Now, do you understand how great my need for you is? I’m going to fuck you to within an inch of your life, Katie; all last night, I thought of you, and how unfulfilled I’d been in that taxi.”
He kissed her neck as he paused for breath, as it hissed into him.
“I hate to be teased, even if it is unintentional. Right now I need to fuck you so badly!”

He gently bit into her shoulder, as he continued the steady up-down rhythm. Feeling her slick tight pussy caressing his stiff meat as he slid in and out of her.
She was special, this one, no doubt about it.
He had been lucky enough to pleasure and be pleasured by many women over the years, but none were as attractive to him as Katie.
The heady mix of smarts, passion, drive and beauty made her irresistible to him.

He decided a change of pace was needed and patted her hip, to communicate to her that he wanted to change position.
As she stood, and stepped away from him, Adam told her:
“Lose the dress!”
He started to disrobe, himself.
He soon was stood with only his shirt unbuttoned, covering some of his body, as he stepped into Katie, as she watched him over her shoulder seeming not quite sure what to expect.

Adam grasped her by the back of the neck, firmly but gently and bent her over the edge of the Desk, reaching down with his free hand to guide himself inside her once more.
He bent down over her, and growled into her ear, as he withdrew to the tip, then thrust back inside her:
“See what you do to me Katie. I had to have you today. I was unable to even think clearly, as all I could imagine was this - being with you & inside you.”
He grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back, as if they were tied.
“Don’t move your hands!” He told her, with just a hint of menace in his voice.

He stood up straight again, and started a steady rhythm, as he thrust into her warm wetness, then withdrew, his Office soon reeking of the scent of sex.
The only sounds were their increasingly ragged breathing, & the slapping of their bodies as they collided.
His free hand snaked under her, and roughly gripped her bra-clad breast, as he plunged in and out of her, his fingers, tweaking the erect nipple through the flimsy fabric.

As time passed, Adam had pressed Katie’s forehead almost to the wooden surface of the desk as he quickened his pace, as his need became even more urgent.
As he moved quicker, Adam could feel the small droplets of sweat gathering at his brow, and he hissed between his clenched teeth:
“Katie I’m getting closer…can I cum in you?”

 

[Tanned_babe]

She liked the way he looked at her. The way he inhaled as he pushed the dress' expensive material up her toned thighs. And, the way he didn't wait to take what he wanted. Adam's fingers toyed with her and although she was by no means soaking, Katie knew it wouldn't be long until she was slick with want. However, her superior didn't even wait that long, to her her surprise he pushed two finger into her, causing the young woman to simultaneously wince and grasp his suit clad shoulder.

Katie was torn; when Adam pulled his cock out the automatic reaction was to reach for him, caress him, get him really hard. Whilst she did that she could kiss him, she wanted to kiss him. Hard. His mouth, his jaw line his neck. That's what she would do for, Ryan- don't think of him. The distraction came quickly; feeling, Adam's grip around her toned forearms the athletic woman moved with him as he positioned her across his lap. Her long tanned legs naked except for her heels rested on the floor either side of his chair.

She regarded him through deep brown eyes. What did he want? Her question was answered when he instructed her to take him into her. Hesitating, Katie stammered, however his tone was as forceful as ever, "Now, Katie." Part of her wanted to to retort, "Make me.", but that could wait 'til another day, because their most certainly would be other days. Yes, she'd continual try to fight it, but really, what was the point? Because it made it all the more forbidden...

With one hand the young woman pulled her black briefs to one side and with the other she gripped his already raging cock and rubbed it along her moist slit. Adam's hips thrust when they were at the point of entry and instinctively, Katie tried to move away from him. Letting out an audible protest as he held her in place, she closed her eyes, trying to adjust to the intrusion. Biting her bottom lip whilst not meeting her gaze, she tried to relax, let it happen, however her body contradicted her as the walls of her cunt continued to contract to the point she couldn't take it, it was too painful. Snapping at her boss did little to alleviate his dominance, however as his grip moved from her shoulder to her chest it meant, Katie could regain some control.

“I hate to be teased, even if it is unintentional. Right now I need to fuck you so badly!” He scolded, into her neck.

"You shouldn't have got in the taxi then. What did you think was being to happen?!" She snapped, gasping for breath as he continued to thrust into her soaking sex.

Unsure if it was her retort that made him want to shift positions, the young VP was off him as quickly as she had been on. Standing, her chest heaving, Katie almost went weak at the knees when he instructed her to take her dress off. Doing so, her toned body contracted as she wiggled her hips slightly to step out of the black number. This left her standing in a lace set and heels. The image was striking, however her boss did not seem to notice.

Moving with him, Katie allowed herself to be bent over the cool desk, wincing as it contrasted with her now clammy body. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as she felt the smooth head of his cock against her. Lightly manicured fingers grasped what she could, anticipating a forceful thrust. She wasn't wrong, "Ouu!" She whimpered ,it was like he wanted to hurt her, to make her his own. And these thoughts did nothing but turn her on further.

"Fuck. You're so good. You're so good." She gasped quietly. "I love the way you Fuck me." Katie winced and whined once more as her pebbled nipples were pulled and pinched so hard she almost had to tell him to stop. To her dismay, Adam did so altogether. Almost instantly however Katie felt her arms being reached behind her and held tightly, high up her back. The angle was uncomfortable, but the restriction was bliss, particularly as the pace quickened to point that, had they been truly alone, she'd be screaming, or close enough.

"Hurt me." She whisper into the desk, almost crying in frustration when he asked to cum in her. Nodding silently, eyes clenched shut, forehead on the desk, Katie could feel shots hit deep inside her as Adam continued to fuck her. His ragged breathe now mixed with groans as he allowed her walls to milk him.

Moving her now free arms stiffly, Katie slowly pushed herself off the desk. Her whole body felt unsteady doing so, so she took her time. By the time she turned around and leaned against the desk, Adam had begun changing by pulling on a pair of boxers. "What are you doing?" She questioned, a tone of disbelief in her voice.

"I, we have work to get on with." He smirked.

"I didn't finish."

"You shouldn't have come in then, should you?" He moved closer to her almost naked body, his look almost daring her to so something. "Beg."

Unable to help herself, the twenty-eight year old smiled and shook her head in disbelief. "Be gentle." She pleaded, before gripping the back of his hand and guiding it to her soaked panties.

 

[DanFS]

Adam was slightly taken aback by Katie’s whispered request to ‘hurt me’.
Although he already knew she was a very sexual woman, it spurred him on even further, knowing she seemed to get off on the discomfort he was causing her.

Adam was trying to make a point - she had teased him, even if it had been an accident, and he wanted to per her back in kind.
He had deliberately finished inside her, and before her, relieved she had consented to it, as her cunt walls had milked him strongly, and there was only so much of that a man could withstand!
He had cum so strongly, it had been in the beach shower cubicle in South Africa when he had last cum so hard.
This woman definitely had an effect on him!
He wanted to see how far he could take his game, so he feigned a need to return to work, knowing she hadn’t cum yet. He would never dream of denying her an orgasm - that just wasn’t fair, but she seemed to enjoy not being in control, indeed, having another control her - this was something he could certainly use to good effect later, he decided.

Now as he commanded her to beg for her release,he was amazed she did so, and so quickly. She really must be frustrated!
This was punctuated by her grabbing his hand and slipping it down the front of her
Black lacy panties, that matched her bra.
The ensemble looked magnificent on her and he would have to comment on it, when the time was right, as it has certainly helped heighten the mood.

As she leant back against the desk, urging him to be gentle, and giving him uninterrupted access to her dripping sex, Adam admired her taut breasts, held in place by the black lacy bra, and how his hand stretched the filmy fabric of the matching panties, as he slowly slid a teasing finger along her slit.
Her breath hitched, as he slid it back towards her clit, and very lightly rested upon the little hood covering it, moving it gently from side to side, whilst looking into her eyes, and smiling as he did so.

Her hand still resting upon his, she tried to guide him, back across her slit, instead of torturing her already aroused clitoris.
Adam resisted, and then added another finger, sliding back and forth across her lips gathering the wetness collecting there, before slowly…ever so slowly, sliding both fingers inside her, to the first knuckle.
“Stop teasing me, you bastard!” Katie gasped as her head fell back, and her mouth, wide open in a silent scream.
Her hips were entreating him to pleasure her, as they started to move against his fingers, trying to get them buried further within her love-tunnel.
Adam was enjoying this game, trying to see just how far she would go to get off.
He knew they were alone for the whole afternoon, and wanted to take is time, and make her enjoy it too.

Adam then plunged both fingers into her as far as they would go, enjoying the way her body went rigid, before she hissed ‘Fuck!’ and quivered before letting go of his hand to grab the edge of the desk to keep herself upright.
He steadily slid them in and out of her, whilst his thumb played across her bud, just as a guitarist strums the bass string, and he was certainly playing her.
The room filled with moans, groans and grunts, and the scent of sex hung thick in the air.
Adam grinned as he felt her getting closer to her zenith.
He slowed his penetrations, to introduce a third finger, and slowly slid all three deeper into her, enjoying the sight of her bucking her hips upon his digits, buried in her lacy panties.
Her gyrations kept pace with his thrusts, as he brought her ever closer, and closer, and just as she was about to tip over into the abyss, he withdrew his fingers.
Her face twisted from ecstasy into incredulity.
“Why did you stop?” She demanded.
“Just checking you were OK!” Adam replied, smirking. “Want me to continue?”
Katie’s glare was his only answer.
Adam reintroduced his fingers, and quickly resumed his previous rhythm, with Katie’s body also welcoming the intrusion and stimulation, as testified by her moans of pleasure.

Adam had played around enough.
He quickened the tempo of his thumb on her clit as he changed his finger motion to a beckoning gesture inside her and felt her react instantly.
Her hips rose away from the desk again, as the change in sensation brought her eyes open in a flash and her mouth fell open again, as she moaned…..”Yessss!”
She grabbed his shirt tails and pulled him closer, as she gyrated against his fingers.

Adam continued the same actions with his fingers and thumb, driving her to the brink of her orgasm, and then, as she whined at him - “Yes, Yes, Yes, keep going!”
Her arms wrapped around his neck, as he pressed a little harder, and just then, she crashed over the precipice, bucking against his fingers - crying out, “Oh, God, Oh God, Oh God! I’m Cumming!”
Their eyes met again, and he smiled, knowing he had satisfied her.

Just as her legs gave way, and she would have fallen, Adam caught her, crushing his lips onto hers.
No words were needed.
He kissed her hard, as she moaned into his mouth, and he into hers, as she buried her face into his neck, to stifle all the noise she was making.

Once they had both calmed down a little, he drew his face from hers, and told her:
“My God, that was beautiful! You’re beautiful!”

He leaned in close and kissed her again.

“It’s not just about the fantastic sex, Katie.
I want you.
All of you, and all I can offer you is all of me.”

 

[Tanned_babe]

Katie's long long dark hair cascaded in waves down her almost bare back as her head fell backwards. Three fingers, the same three fingers that she'd winced in pain upon their intrusion were now moving with relative ease between her lightly tanned thighs. Being filled like this this along with the pressure being applied to her steel hard clit was enough to have, Katie's stomach muscles tighten as the pressure of climax rose even further. He could have done whatever he wanted, he could have said whatever he wanted, Adam could have requested anything he wanted and right there, up against his desk, the woman would have complied. Anything, with the exception of stopping.

Her pretty face snapped back to meet his handsome visage, the expression on his face was a mixture of smugness and pure lust. He was enjoying teasing her, but clearly loved pleasuring her more so. Her grip on the desk relaxed slightly, but was quickly reapplied when he complied to her stoney stare.

"Thank you." She gasped, as her hips began to meet her thrusts once more; the muscles in her stomach contracting as she did so and her triceps began to ache. Katie, however did not care, he had quickly built that pressure back up whilst being able to keep something back. It was that something that had her head tipped back once more, eyes closed frustration; she was on the brink waiting to be pushed. "I want to cum." She demanded in a quite cry. "Please, Adam, please."

Hitting her G Spot has enough for the Vice President to loose her grip on the desk as her body worked with her partner to have him as deep inside her as possible. "Oh God." She proclaimed in a throaty moan. "Right there. Right there. Right there." Her head snapped back up to look him in the eyes as she pulled him closer by his open shirt. "Please don't stop." She begged, her dark eyes alight with flecks of green.

They were standing so close that their clammy thighs were touching, her's shaking uncontrollably as the pressure within her almost proved too much. To support herself, Katie clawed up his body, her toned arms wrapping around her superior's neck. Still in her heels, Katie almost matched, Adam's height and she felt him bend slightly to maintain the exquisite angle he had within her.

Her full lips were millimetres from his as she pined, referring to how close she was just as her tight body went rigid before, Katie shook, uncontrollably into one of the best orgasms on her life. It racked it every muscle as her cunt spasmed against, Adam's hand for what seemed like an eternity, subtle movements and applications of pressure ensuring that he took everything from her. Even kissing him seemed to send another, albeit gentler, wave over her and she ended by whining wordlessly into her neck as she gripped his bicep with neatly manicured nails.

Katie winced when Adam finally withdrew from deep within her folds, but she didn't move away from him. One, she was almost certainly still unsteady and two, one did not simply pull their clothes back on and get on with the day after a climax like that. Her lace encased chest continued to rise heavily against his as, Adam held her. It was too intimate, but Katie had no willpower to break the embrace just yet.

When he told her she was beautiful, Katie smiled, not quite believing that the throws of passion such as that could be beautiful. Nonetheless,had she had any blood left in her upper half, it would most certainly have gone to her cheeks. "That was amazing. Seriously. How did you get so good?" Twenty years of pleasuring the same woman? Katie thought as her delicate fingers wrapped around his neck and kissing him once more.

Finally breaking their embrace, she stepped back, kicked her heels off and sat on desk. "I'm going to tease you again." She smirked, tucking an errant strand of hair behind her ear as he moved closer to her again.

"It's not just about the fantastic sex, Katie. I want you." Adam stated, before kissing her on the lips once more, hands on her bare thighs. The statement caught her off guard; she wanted him too, but why? Because they were both workaholics and had a lot in common because of that? Throw mind blowing sex into the mix and you're on to something. Something short term, a fling, an affair, maybe?

She reached for him, pulling at his crumpled shirt to kiss him once more. It was an much to postpone her reply; when her tongue was in his mouth she couldn't be expected to answer. Finally pulled away and spoke, "Of course we want each other." Katie stated, almost matter-of-factly, "We both want a... change. I know now that I wasn't, am not, 100% happy at home." She'd never spoken about, Ryan to Adam before, even before their trip to South Africa she had skirted round the subject. In hindsight it was obvious why. "But," she shrugged, "The good outweighs the bad." She lied. Despite sitting on his desk in provocative underwear the brunette had slipped easily into negotiating mode. "You've got a lot of commitments, Adam. Don't add another one to the list." She rose from the desk, legs still slightly shakey and retrieved the now crushed VB dress. "Zip me up, will you?"

"I have to go back to Cape Town." She said, shifting her position on the stylish sofa, having gone from lying on her side, pillowing her head on her partner's denim clad knee.

Reaching for the remote, Ryan muted the adverts which had interrupted Game of Thrones and looked down at her. "Thought you were a bit quiet tonight." His hand resuming its absentminded caress of her hair. "When?"

"Three weeks, for two weeks. Lead the reorg." She said to the paused images of a family in a Volvo.

"You'll love that. Something different, eh?" He said reassuringly, reaching for the remote to resume the show, but stopped to look down at her again, a crease in his forehead. "Thought you'd come over the The States for a week? I'll be heading out there next month."

"They have planes that go from South Africa to America, maybe even cities like New York, Boston, who knows." She said sarcastically, taking the remote from his grip but dropped it when she received an aggressive tickle that caused her to squeal in surprise.

The play fight quickly developed into something more and twenty minutes later, Katie's pyjama shorts were on the hardwood floor of the living room, whilst the grey Oxford University t-shirt was pushed up to her chin. They were good, if not unimaginative, after years there wasn't need for a lot of effort to get the other off. Katie knew that if she could cum, real or not, he'd finish and the latter was becoming more and more appealing as she struggled to push, Adam from her thoughts.