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Janet McCoy: The secretary_s itch

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Sue felt a little tremor run down her spine. She wasn't sure if it was fear or anticipation she was experiencing. She took a long sip of her brandy.

"Gee, I didn't even think I liked brandy," she mid. "This stuff is good."

"It sure is. It's the best you can buy. Your father obviously was a man of good taste."

The reference to her beloved father made Sue feel lonely. It had taken her a long time to get over her parents' auto accident. Even now, it still hurt to think how they had been taken away from her. By rights, she should have had her parents around until she was well into middle age. Her parents had been teen-agers when she was born. Sue had no other relatives. Family occasions like Christmas and Easter had been agonizing the last couple of years.

"My father was a wonderful man," she said. "I sure miss him." Fighting back the tears that threatened to fill her eyes, she pound refills for both herself and Barry.

"It must be lonely living here all alone." Barry's voice was soft and sympathetic.

"Sometimes," she replied bravely. "It's not so bad though. I have good friends. They keep me from feeling lonely."

In fact, the pretty brunette did not have many friends. Everyone she knew liked her well enough. But Sue was known as a sober type, a drag at a party. She didn't get too many invitations out. Most of her evenings were spent reading romance novels or watching television.

Sue realized she was falling prey to a bout of self-pity. But she couldn't help herself. The alcohol had let down her guard on her normally well-suppressed emotions.

She welcomed the tender touch of the blond man's arm on her shoulders. She liked the good strong feel of him as he pulled her close.

It surprised her when, instead of the brotherly peck on the cheek he had given her before, Barry clasped her passionately. Too shocked to resist, she opened her mouth and let his tongue explore her hot inner recesses.

She felt a fiery surge of excitement down between her tightly-clenched thighs. The alcohol aided and abetted her lascivious responses. She found herself kissing him back. She shaved her own tongue deep into his mouth and darted it against his. Passion seemed to overwhelm her, like a tornado blast. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. For the first time in many months, she experienced pure desire. An aching need to be filled.

Sue was no virgin. She had had a long unhappy love affair with a young man who finally left her far the Marine Corps and a tour of duty overseas. Ever since then she had mistrusted men and their intentions.

She had tried to deny her body's obvious wants and needs.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned as she felt his hand caress her full breasts through her silk blouse. "Feels nice, Barry."

"Yes, honey… I know," he replied. "You're such a beautiful woman, Sue. I've wanted you for so long. I want you so much tonight… right now!" His voice sounded urgent.

Sue experienced pangs of fear. The alcohol did its work quickly, burying her apprehensions in the greater ambrosia of pleasure. She didn't resist when he pulled her down beside him, so they were both lying full length on the couch.

"Mmm, you've got such beautiful breasts, Sue honey. I love the feel of them. They're so firm… so round." His soft words soothed her as he fumbled with the buttons of her blouse, then with her bra clasp. At last he had moved aside enough material to allow him to cup a full heaving breast in one hand.

He worded the little nipple with his fingers, pulling it, squeezing it. Then he bent over and enclosed it between his lips.

"Oooooohh, Barry… that feels wonderful!" she cooed, her voice a little thick from the alcohol. "Your mouth feels so gentle on me." She ran her fingers through his hair, encouraging huh as he moved back and forth between both breasts. His tongue and lips worked busily, inciting her nipples to pink rigidity.

She felt a little embarrassed, realized how lewd her behavior was… lying here on her couch in her parents' house with her blouse open, her bra pushed up, a man's face buried in her cleavage on a first date! For several moments her conscience struggled with her libido, urging her to stop her scandalous conduct.

Lust won every inning.

The maddening tongue-caresses on her pink swollen nipples and round breasts were loosening all Sue's inhibitions.

"Aaaaahhhhh… mmmmmm, feels sooo good… It's been so long, Barry! You're such a wonderful person… I've had such, a nice time tonight."

Sensing the woman's mounting passion, the man eased his hand down over her belly and thighs, up under the hem of her skirt. He sought and found the wet crotchband of her panties.

Not wanting to go too far too fast, he caressed her pussy through her panties. He could feel her taut little clitoris standing up rigid under the material.

"Hhhhhh… oohh, Barry!" she moaned. "I don't think I've ever felt this nice." Through her alcoholic haze, the woman realized this was her parents' house. Maybe they were looking down at her this very minute. She started to struggle against his caresses.

But he got to her first.

A finger intruded into the crotch band of her panties. It buried itself inside the heated folds of her cunt.

"Agghhh! Oohh! Ooooohhh!"

All thoughts driven from her mind, she writhed in ecstasy as his fingers explored her cunt inside her panties.

His mouth still labored over her full swelling tits. The combination of sensations was driving her wild. She was being totally wanton, totally immoral. But for the moment she didn't care. Her body needed satisfaction more than her mind needed peace.

"Do it to me, Barry," she moaned. "It's so good! Sooo good!"

She enjoyed the gentle feel of his exploring fingers. His movements were smooth and sensuous. He did nothing to startle her. He was turning her body into pure molten pleasure.

"Oh Barry-y-y… you're a wonderful person… yesss!"

"Jeez, baby," he panted.

He was becoming more and more excited by the hot caresses of her cunt on his fingers. His cock was pulsing fitfully inside his trousers. He wanted the woman desperately. He knew he had to be gentle to work her into the mood. But he knew any minute the dam would burst. Passion would get the best of manners. The only thing that would concern him would be sticking his cock in her cunt up to the hilt.

"Feel good, baby? Does it feel good?" he asked her anxiously. He gritted his teeth against the hunger in his prick.

"Oh yesss, Barry. It feels so good, I can't tell you… aaahhhh!"

"Do you want more, baby?" he asked hurriedly. "Do you want more?"

"Ahh, yesss… more, Barry… give me more," she moaned, scarcely aware of what she was saying.

The unbridled hunger in her voice snapped the last hold on his self-restraint. He reached down and pulled his cock from his fly. Then he rolled onto her, poising his hard prick over the panty-covered prize of her pussy.

"Jee-zuz, Sue," he grunted. "You really turn me on, baby. Fuck… oh Christ, I've got to fuck you!" He reached down and pulled at her panties.

The feel of his hard naked cock against her thighs snapped Sue out of her delirium of lust. She stared wide-eyed up at him as she struggled to push his powerful body off her. Immediately she was overwhelmed with shame that she had let him go as far as she had.

She had to stop it… right now… or she would never be able to look herself in the mirror again.

This wasn't love… this was sordid. It was nothing but… brute lust. She'd been acting like an animal. Tears streamed from her eyes.

"Oh please… please stop, Barry. You've got to stop! I didn't mean it! It's not right!"

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