I hoped he'd grunt "Julia!" like my brother did when he masturbated. After the break we returned to our seats and the next presentation started. When all eyes were on the screen Marcus passed my panties to me below the table. They were soaked with creamy semen!

"Was it good?" I messaged. He took some time with his reply.

"I put your panties on so I could see how brief they were and feel them tight around my cock. I brushed them over my shaft and balls and across my knob wishing they were your fingers, lips, tits and cunt hair. I had you from behind while you bent over this table in your nylons and high heels with your legs wide. I fingered you till you were pleading for me to have you. Then I held your thighs with my hands down inside your stockings, and pumped your warm tight wet cunt till you squealed and bucked in your climax, then I pumped you till I filled you. When I soaked your knickers it was your pussy I was filling. When can we fuck for real?"

After this meeting ended we'd be off to other meetings, then I'd be heading back home with just my husband climbing on top of me for his two minutes of fun to look forward to. I wanted a man to play with me and hard hungry man flesh between my legs. My heart was pounding. I was wild! I wanted Marcus and couldn't wait. Then I had my inspiration.

"At lunchtime meet me In the ladies toilet."

Marcus looked puzzled, then his low growl and the look on his face told me he'd understood.

I'm not into sex in public toilets but this was different. I would have suggested meeting in an empty office, but in this building there was only open plan or glass fronted fish tank offices. Up here on the boardroom floor was the executive toilet. This wasn't like the cramped cubicles in the girls' toilets at school whIch I squeezed into with my "best friend" to lift our skirts for some pubescent hormonally supercharged knicker wetting "pash." The executive toilet was big, clean, luxurious, pastel tiled, sweet smelling. We could even have taken a shower together there! It was also absolutely private: I was the only woman, this floor would only open to our security passes and our meeting was so confidential no cleaners would disturb us. We'd have an hour but we'd have plenty of room to spread our wings. All Marcus sent me in reply was a smiley, but that was all I needed!

I could hardly concentrate after that. In my mind Marcus undressed me from my sexiest underwear, from my little black dress, from my bikini, I posed nude for him, he masturbated over me, his fingers, tongue and penis took me to orgasm after orgasm. And I knew that inside his head he was doing the same with me. The chairman announced lunch, I saw Marcus linger ruffling his papers while a bunch of grey suits scurried off to the restaurant on a floor below, and I quietly made my way to the ladies. I stripped to my stockings and high heels and stood with my legs spread leaning back on my hands against the counter so my breasts jutted out, fingering my tingling pussy as I waited. The door opened and Marcus walked in.

"I wondered if you'd changed your mind" I said. He'd taken longer than I'd expected.

"Someone asked about the litigation" he replied, and the way he cupped his hand over my mound and eased his fingers into my slit made it clear he certainly hadn't changed his mind.

The moment the cubicle door was locked behind us his hands and lips were exploring me passionately like a boy with his first ever girl. His hands were all over my breasts, my thighs, my bottom, down inside my stockings and of course between my legs. I stood with my legs wide for him to get down in front of me to lick and kiss my cunt then work his way up my naked body till he was kissing and sucking my nipples while his fingers explored my slit.

Even while he was running his hands all over me I was starting to undress him. He managed to keep his hands off me for long enough for me to strip him. There was already a wet patch where his bulging white briefs peaked over the big round head of his straining cock. I squatted in front of him to pull them down so his sex kit was sticking out from his thick dark bush and bending up right in front of my face. It was every bit as massive and stiff as I'd imagined. He hadn't been boasting about his eight inches! Everything within me cried out to sex pleasure him. He grunted and moaned as I took just the big soft red purple mushroom head of his penis into my mouth, massaged it with my tongue and lips and then squeezed my lips round his hard shaft below its head and slid my lips up and down a few times.

He held my shoulders, spread his legs and braced himself for a suck off but I wanted more!

I stopped sucking him, stood and pushed him down onto the toilet seat so he was sitting there with his straining shaft sticking straight up. I stood astride him. The seat was low enough and with me in my high heels I was at just the right height for my pubic hair to tickle his penis head with my breasts right in front of his face.

"Pleasure me!" I managed to gasp.

Marcus knew exactly what a woman wants. It had been ages since a man had touched me sexually the way I want and I was blazing with lust. My spread legs had pulled my vagina open wide, my juice soaked labia were poking out for his fingers and the way he'd been playing with me had already got me well on the way to an orgasm. He stroked my vagina lips with one hand, gently easing his finger tip between my labia to work my clitty, with his other hand he stroked my thighs, and with his tongue he licked and flicked my so sensitive taut aroused nipples and my breasts. As he finger pleasured me he said things like:

"Is that good Julia?" "Is that what you want Julia?" "I want your tits and cunt Julia!" "I want to fuck you hard Julia!"

All I could do was gasp in reply "Yes!" "Want!" "Oh please!"

I love it when men talk dirty to me! And every time Marcus repeated my name I felt a thrill of excitement! Finally his fingers took me to an explosive, delicious orgasm bursting like a sunrise between my spread legs till all I was conscious of were the waves of infinite pleasure exploding out from my vagina through my entire body. My husband had never given me anything like that! Marcus held his hand between my legs cupped over my sex mound as I stood astride him with my afterglow slowly fading.

"Was that good Julia?"

"Thank you!" "Thank you!" "Thank you!" was all I could gasp.

Marcus's hands on my thighs pulling my cunt toward the straining tower sticking up between his legs told me it was his turn. Still standing astride him, I moved till the big purple mushroom head of his cock was against my vagina lips. I let him wait for a moment, just to tease him. His hands slid round me to grab my bum and pull me against him so his face was between my breasts. I held his shoulders and lowered myself down onto him so my vagina slid down over his hard up cock, and he gave a throaty, masculine grunt, gripped my bum tighter and his hips thrust up. Then I rode his rod as I bobbed smoothly and rhythmically up and down, clenching my pussy muscles to squeeze his shaft. His hands clawed my bum, my thighs and my bare back, and from between my breasts I heard him gasp and grunt. Finally his grunts got frantic, he clawed my bottom really hard, he rammed his hips hard up under me almost lifting me, and I heard a muffled cry of "Julia! Julia!" from between my breasts as his pumping penis jerked within me. He held me against him for a long time after he'd come, until I felt his semen running down the insides of my thighs and catching in the lace of my stocking tops.

We freshened ourselves up and dressed. I put on the spare knickers I always carry with me in case of accidents and we were back in our seats five minutes before the next session of our meeting started. I gave my presentation to grey haired heads with blank faces staring vacantly at the screen, and to Marcus whose hungry eyes followed my every move. The meeting dragged on for an hour after the scheduled close time but I didn't care; I was on a high – I'd had real dirty sex with Marcus! Finally the chairman wrapped it all up.

"Thank you gentlemen, Mrs Sanders. I think we'd all agree it's been a very successful meeting. I look forward to seeing you all again next week. With so many items on the agenda it will be a two day session. My secretary will book you all into our company preferred hotel for dinner and an overnight stay."

I don't think any of them noticed the glance Marcus and I gave each other. I made a mental note to pack stockings and extra panties for next week's meeting.

Then with more meetings to go to we went our separate ways - until next week!

This story was taken from one these sites, check them out to find more sex stories:

https://topfamilysex.com/en/video/3824942639118459565

https://desipornvideos.biz/en/video/3824942640153767941

https://bestroughgangbang.com/en/category/118554706/dyke/popular/1

https://incestamateur.pro/fr/category/8978533/mom%20boy/popular/1

https://1mallusex.com/en/video/2705852732683979715

https://maturegaytube.org/en/video/2705852731934167778

https://1deshiporn.com/en/category/458808/bbw/popular/1

https://swingerspartytube.com/en/video/2705852733099720282

https://indiaporntube.org/en/video/1892856898231674854

https://indianporn2021.com/en/category/1769528/cumshot/popular/1