Ever since Morgan started work where I did, I was attracted to her. However, I later heard she was engaged to be married so my idea of asking her out were squashed. I continued to think about her and talk with her whenever we happened to be around each other, and then I heard something happened and she wasn’t getting married.
I had always been attracted to her ever since she started and at one time, she was going to get married but something happened. I was curious about what had happened because she seemed so excited and I wanted to ask, but knew it was probably a very sensitive subject. Over time, I tried to flirt with her and give her subtle little gifts trying to hint that I wanted to be with her but it didn’t seem to make even a little dent in her armor.
Morgan had blonde, steely blue eyes, a great shape, and a nice butt, especially in jeans. She was rather tall for a women, but very attractive, and she had an innocence about her that was alluring too. Morgan was always very friendly and I was definitely interested in her, but being I was a lot older than she was, I felt there was know way she’d be interested in me.
I wanted to run into as much as possible, hoping to talk with her, and even if it was only in passing, I always hoped the opportunity to ask her out would suddenly present itself, but our run ins were always matter of fact. I was starting to realize, “There’s no way,” until one day as we happened to be talking she out of the blue asked, “Do you want to get a drink after work?”
I was shocked, “What should I do,” I thought as I smiled.
I did have plans, and as I continued to smile hesitantly for a moment, I stupidly thought about asking if we might be able to do it tomorrow. However, when I saw her smile start to change to a more guarded one, I immediately realized if I didn’t do it now, I might never get the chance to be with her.
With an inquisitive look, I smiled and excitedly said, “Yea, that sounds good.”
Her smile was suddenly from ear to ear, and then as she suggested a bar close to where she lived, I said, “Yea, I know where that is.”
Morgan was very excited, but then I could tell she was starting to become a little anxious and maybe even having second thoughts. I too tried to hide my excitement, and when I said, “I better follow you,” she smiled excitedly again and suggested we meet up in the parking lot after work. It was set and as we shook hands, sealing the deal, we went our separate ways.
Not knowing what to expect as I watched the clock slowly tick away, I decided I needed to be reserved when we were together later. Immediately heading out to my car and as I waited impatiently for her to come out of the building, there she was. She had a big smile and as she approached me she said, “Sorry.”
Confused for a moment, I quickly shrugged it off and said, “Are you ready?”
After a nod, we got in our cars and headed off. The excitement was building inside me to the point where I became a little nervous, not wanting to ruin it, even before anything happened.
At the bar, she parked in a front spot and as I immediately searched for a place, there just happened to be one right behind where she had parked. Waiting for me by her car, we smiled at each other and as we went in together, we made small talk.
It wasn’t crowded at all and when I suggested we get a booth, she agreed. It was nice to finally be with her and after ordering drinks, we talked, and tried to get to know each other. After a another drink, I had a nice buzz and seeing she was too, I suggested we order an appetizer.
We seemed to be enjoying each other’s company and after a another drink, our conversation started to wane as we cautiously looked around as more and more people started to file in. Obviously seeing it too, Morgan asked, “How ‘bout we go to my place.”
I so wanted to, but was hesitant, and when she said, “If you want to,” I of course smiled and excitedly replied, “Sure!”
This made her smile too and after adjusting herself in her seat, she excitedly explained her townhome was close by. I already knew that but enthusiastically said, “Okay.”
After paying the bill, we left the bar together and as we got to our cars, I told her, I better follow you. Morgan smiled and as we headed over to her place, I was so excited. Yea, maybe it was the drinking or maybe there really was an attraction, either way I went into it optimistically.
As we went through the kitchen area, she threw her purse on the table, and then asked, “Do you want another drink?”
I was already feeling no pain but said, “Make it a weak one.”
Smiling, she said, “Okay,” and then said, “Why don’t you go sit down,” as she gestured toward the front room.
Her townhome was nice, well decorated and very clean, and as I sat down and looked around, I was glad I decided to do this.
Morgan eventually came out of the kitchen and handing me a drink, she sat on the couch and asked, “Do you wanted to watch something?
We definitely needed something to help stimulate our conversation, keeping things going and when she found a movie to watch, she asked, “How ‘bout this?”
It really didn’t matter what it was and as we looked at each other I drunkenly said, “You’re very pretty.”
I think it shocked her a little, but after a second she smiled and then leaning toward me, she kissed me on the cheek. As we looked at each other again, I scooted closer and putting my hand on her hip, we leaned towards each other and kissed.
Moving away a little and looking at her I smiled and said, “I’ve thought about doing that.”
This made her smile too and then as we kissed again, I subtly moved my one hand up under her boob, cupping it. Our tongues now danced in our mouths as we kissed and as they did, I moved trying to unbutton her top. Morgan didn’t stop me, instead she put her hand on my chest, and then moved it to my stomach.
Her blouse easily unbuttoned, and as I got a few undone, it was nice to think where this was going. Morgan then leaned away, and as my hand dropped to her thigh, we looked at each other briefly and then smiling, she looked down at her blouse hanging open. I could see her little bra and then as I continued to stare at her milky white boobs, Morgan looked back up. I could see a devilish smile and then as she put her hand on my crotch, feeling for my cock she said, “What’s this?” as she kneaded it through my boxers.
Smiling shyly, I leaned forward and instinctively kissed her again. She continued to feel on my cock through my pants, and then turning slightly, she moved closer. I was hard and it was a little uncomfortable, but then as she tried to unbutton my pants, we stopped kissing. As she got them unbuttoned, she looked at me smiling. As Morgan now tried to get them unzipped, I looked down and then tried to unbutton her pants too.
They unbuttoned fairly easily and then laying her back to one side on the couch, I tried to climb on top of her. Smiling as we kissed I thought, “This is not going to work.”
The couch was kind of small and it was definitely awkward, and as we looked at each other, I slid off her and ended up on my knees alongside the couch. I’m sure she could sense it wasn’t going to work, because she asked, “Do you want to go in the bedroom?”
Continuing to smile, I leaned back and allowed her to swing her legs around. Morgan now stood up and as she took my hand, I smiled and stood up too. Morgan now led me down the hall toward her bedroom, and as she did, she looked back smiling.
When we went through the bedroom door, she turned and as we faced each other, we kissed. There was only a little light coming down the hallway from the front room that was just enough to help make us comfortable with each other in her bedroom.
Morgan again worked on undoing my pants and as she got them unzipped, she inched them down, letting them dropped to the floor. Looking back up at me, I could see a sly little smile, and then she suddenly dropped down to her knees. Smiling too, she looked up at me smiling and the casually started feeling for my cock through my boxers. As she found it, she looked down again as she tried to pull it through the little flap.
Looking down, I could see her smiling and as she started to pull it out a little more, she stroked it. Briefly glancing up at me, Morgan smiled and then looked back down as she concentrated on my cock. Smiling to myself as I watched, she pulled the skin down slightly and then closing her eyes, she took the head of my cock into her mouth.
“Oh my god,” I thought as I watched her slowly start to move it in and out of her mouth, sucking it.
My cock was so hard, how could it not be, and as I looked down again, she still had her eyes closed, which made me smile as she continued to suck it. Leaning back and closing my eyes too, I couldn’t believe it, it felt so good, but as she continued to suck it, I didn’t want to cum, not yet.
Opening my eyes and looking down, I leaned forward and grabbing at her arms, I tried to coax her to stand up. Looking up at me, she took hold of my cock as it slipped out of her mouth, and then asked, “What’s wrong.”
Nothing was wrong, it felt really good and after getting her to her feet, I gave her a brief little kiss. Smiling at her, I leaned away slightly and as I reached down and unzipped her pants, I quickly pushed them down. Morgan now wiggled a little, and as they fell to the floor, I looked down as she adjusted her panties. She really had great thighs and as we again kissed, I immediately reached up to feel on her little tits.
I loved being able to feel on her boobs and I wanted to see them. Continuing to kiss, our tongues found each other, as I subtly moved my hand to her back. I wasn’t sure she knew what I was doing but as soon as I felt the hooks on her bra strap, I gave it a simple little pinch. It unhooked easily and immediately when it hung off her shoulders, she looked at me. Smiling slyly, we again kissed and then as we looked at each other, I moved both my hands up to unbutton her top the rest of the way.
Morgan looked down as I opened her blouse exposing her tits, and then as I moved it off her shoulders, she let it drop down her arms. Eventually, it fell to the floor and as she looked back at me, I couldn’t help but look down, wanting to see her tits. Finding myself staring at her firm but flaccid alabaster little boobs, I smiled to myself and moved my hands up to feel on them. She had soft pink little nipples that were erect, and they were such a turn on, I embarrassingly looked back up at her.
She too was smiling and when she happened to look down at them, I put my hands on her hips. Morgan looked back up and as we kissed, I slowly turned us and backed her over to the bed. Pushing her against it, I found myself smiling and then after a kiss, she asked, “What are you smiling about?”
Continuing to smile as I lifted her up on the bed so she was sitting on the edge, I moved between her legs and gave her a kiss. Sliding my hand down to her thighs she asked, “What are you doing?”
Looking at each other, I pushed her further onto the bed and then as I laid her back, I climbed on top of her. Even though I still had on my boxer, I was so hard, it was a little uncomfortable. Casually reaching down, I adjusted it, so it was more comfortable, and then smiling, I leaned into her. As we kissed, I made sure to press my cock against her crotch. Morgan looked at me smiling when she felt it against her pussy and even though she still had her panties on, I wanted to fuck her.
Kissing her for a moment, I moved down and as I felt on her boobs, I went down further and tongued her nipples, eventually sucking them. I could hear Morgan mumble, “awwww,” as I continued to tease her nipples.
As I continued to think about fucking her, I moved down more, kissing her poochy stomach, eventually going down until I was nuzzling against her lacy little panties. I could smell the perfume she had sprayed along her panty line, and as I reached up to feel on her boobs, I creased her panties by pushing my tongue into her slit.
Reaching up and gently rubbing her mound, Morgan arched her back in anticipation as my hand slipped under the side of her panties. I wanted it too and when I felt her pubic hair and the fleshy part of her pussy, I raised up on one elbow, hastily trying to take off my boxers.
I struggled a little but looking at Morgan and seeing her smile, as I eventually pulled them down, I could see that she obviously wanted to see my cock. Trying to oblige her, I leaned up and as it flopped out, I cast them off the edge.
Moving back up and kissing her briefly, Morgan tried to reach one hand down, feeling for my cock. Immediately though, I went back down and positioned myself between her legs. Pulling her panties to one side, wanting to see her pussy, I put my hand there again and when I felt for her pussy lips, Morgan flinched.
Spreading them slightly and dipping my finger in her slit, I looked up at her. She was smiling, and then when I put my head down there again and pulled her panties aside a little more, I dipped my tongue into her. She was wet, and when I could smell the faint mustiness of her little pussy, I closed my eyes and went in, licking it.
I needed better access, and so I got up, kneeling in front of her. Immediately as I pulled down her panties, I could see Morgan was smiling, and when she lifted her ass up off the bed to help, I got them over her feet and threw them aside.
Going back down again, so my head was between her legs, Morgan bent them slightly as I kissed her pussy. Fingering her and playing with her clit, I couldn’t help but dive in and start to eat it. I wanted to get her off, and hoped I could, but actually it didn’t matter.
Continuing to flick her clit with my tongue as I ate her, Morgan suddenly started to squeeze my head between her thighs. I felt she was close and then as I started to finger her too, she put her hands on my head faintly saying, “No.”
I didn’t stop, but when she said, “Stop,” and tried to pull me off, I knew she had climaxed.
Lifting up as she continued reelIng, I took hold of my cock and immediately moved up and tried to guide it into her. However, as I tried Morgan pulled away slightly and said, “Do you think we should use a condom?”
I had one in my pants and smiling at her, I tried to reach for them on the floor. Morgan suddenly said, “I’ve got one, hang on,” which stopped me.
Morgan now awkwardly reached to open the drawer, and as she got it open, I reached in and grabbed one. Morgan quickly took it from me, opened the package, and as she took it out of the wrapper, I moved to kneel in front of her.
Condoms are always a turn off and I was starting to go limp, but as soon as Morgan rolled the condom down over my cock and she stroked it a little, I was instantly hard again.
Needing to be in her, not wanting to lose the moment, I took hold of my cock, and leaning forward, I tried to push the head of my cock into her. Morgan though pulled away slightly, and grabbed the covers as I continued to push into her. I hoped it wasn’t hurting, but then as she relaxed it suddenly seemed to easily slip into her.
Leaning up, I smiled and then after kissing her, I started moving my cock in and out of her. It was warm inside her and as I put my hands under her shoulders, Morgan put her hands on my waist. Gradually trying to move my cock in and out of her a little faster, pushing into her a little more, I wanted to cum..
Putting my head to the side of hers, I kissed her on the cheek and as I held her, I started to concentrate on fucking her, bucking my hips into her faster.
It felt really good, and breathing hard, I was immediately close, but not wanting to cum, not yet, I pulled out and slid down a little. As I kissed her chest, Morgan asked, “What’s wrong,” which made me look up at her.
Smiling, I said in an out of breath voice, “It really feels good.”
This made her smile too, and then as she tried to bring me back up she said, “I want you to cum.”
Smiling, I took my cock and quickly pushed into her again. After a kiss, she closed her eyes and as I started to fuck her again, Morgan started to thrust her hips up, trying to match my thrusts, wanting me to keep fucking her. I wanted to cum, and when I suddenly felt it I whispered, “I’m going to cum.”
“Oh yea,” I thought as I continued to fuck her.
Stopping, trying to hold her still as my cock started to jerk inside her, I pushed deep into her. Breathing hard, I again started to slowly move in and out of her, as cum flood out, filling the condom. I’m sure she could feel it too and as Morgan wrapped her arms around my neck, she turned slightly and kissed my shoulder.
I was done, and as I lifted up slightly I asked, “Are you okay? “
Without looking at me she hugged me and said, “Yea,” and then in an excited voice she asked, “Did you cum?”
Smiling to myself I said, “Oh yea,” and then with a slight giggle I said, “There was no stopping it.”
Looking at each other, we smiled and then as we kissed, I could feel my cock starting to go limp inside her. As soon as I felt this happening, I slid down, and let my cock slip out. Kissing her chest again, I could feel the condom hanging heavy off the end of my cock. Not wanting it to drop off on her bedspread, I quickly rolled off the bed and headed toward the bathroom saying, “I’ll be right back.”
Closing the door and looking down, I immediately pulled the condom off, careful not to let any cum dribble out. It was a lot and after rolling it up in some toilet paper, I threw it in the trash. Squeezing out the last little bit, I wiped off my cock, and after taking a pee, I washed my hands, and went back to the bedroom.
Morgan was under the covers now, and seeing her leaning on her one elbow, waiting for me to come back, made me smile. As I got closer to the bed, she smiled too and then as she laid back, I pulled the covers back and quickly climbed in bed with her.
As we held each other, laying like spoons, I became a little anxious but did end up spending the night with her. I continued to feel a little uncomfortable, but why? I had wanted this and thought about being with her, but right now as we held each other, it was hard to fall asleep.
In the morning, as she rolled toward me and touched my back, I woke up. Morgan now gave me a hug and smiling she said, “Good morning.”
Being polite, I hugged her back saying, “Good morning,” but the uneasy feeling was still there.
I felt a need to leave, but thought, “How could I graciously say it?”
Morgan then looking at me offered to make some breakfast, and after a slight pause I said, “Maybe I should get going.”
This made her stop holding me and as we awkwardly looked at each other, she seemed confused. I didn’t want her to feel bad, and it was great to be with her; it was what I had always wanted, however, right now I needed a little space, being we’d see each other at work in a few days.
Morgan obligingly agreed and after leaving I thought, “Why did I want to leave?”
I wasn’t sure if she wanted to make it work, or if this was just for the thrill of being together, in either case, I wanted to be with her again. We have continued to talk and cautiously flirt with each other, and in a way it seems Morgan might be open to it again, which made me feel, it’s only a matter of time.