Grace Wilkinson - The late-late family show

He glanced at the clock on the wall and briefly at the papers on his desk. He felt her soft warm round ass-cheeks squirming hungrily down onto his thick throbbing penis while she nibbled at his tongue and crushed her full sensuous breasts into his chest. Even as she gently spread her long thighs to his searching hand, he could feel every bit of her body taut and ready and waiting. His hand was sliding along the unbelievably hot satiny flesh of her upper thighs, until at last, he touched the passion-dampened crotchband of her panties which covered her cunt. Gently, tentatively, he pressed his outstretched middle finger against it, feeling a surge of forbidden excitement and an undeniable thrill that had a lot to do with the fact that this was his sister-in-law. It also had to do with his own frustrations and with a sense of striking out against Lola. A noticeable erotic tremor rippled through Denise as she pressed her enchanting young body against the news commentator. The shamelessly aroused girl began to rub her hair-covered little cunt against Andy's finger, sliding her buttocks back and forth on his painfully throbbing cock while simultaneously she sucked at his tongue and then forced hers deep into his mouth.

"Don't stop, don't stop!" she repeated, "Mmmmmmm…"

Shit I couldn't stop now if I wanted to! Andy thought, but did not say.

"Inside!" she urged, "Put your fingers up inside me… up inside my pussy!"

With a low groan of lewd hunger Andy pushed aside the elastic leg band of the young girl's panties. They were tight around the soft upper part of her thighs, but she helped the older man by lifting up and squirming a little more to let his fingers move up underneath the silken material. Andy couldn't breathe, his lungs felt constricted, and a perspiration broke out on his forehead. His clock told him he had only a few minutes until broadcast time. Any moment now someone would be calling him so that he could go to the studio where the seven o'clock news was filmed. The satiny smoothness of his sister-in-law's naked flesh down there was intoxicating, and then he felt the sparse curling wisps of her pussy hair as his fingers moved along her wetly heated vaginal lips, causing obscene whimpers of pleasure to gurgle out of her throat. Andy forgot all else except the perfumed moisture, the slippery warmth, the odd little slit of hair-rimmed flesh that moved and jerked excitedly beneath his touch!

Denise moaned encouragement into the newscaster's mouth as she felt his thick finger slide slowly up inside her secret flesh, gently spreading her tingling cuntal lips and thrusting in until he was massaging her ultra-sensitive vaginal walls. And then he used his thumb to tweak the erect bud of her tiny clitoris, causing her to immediately begin a hungry, impatient undulation of her buttocks.

"Ohhhhhhhh God!" Denise cried. "Oh! Oh!" She began wriggling frantically down against his finger, moving back and forth and up and down while she clung to the older man's neck, her lips and tongue working against his with furious lashing motions.

Andy's stroking finger met the young girl's frantic demands, while he listened to her cries of wanton arousal.

Good God! Andy thought. In a minute, I'll tear the clothes right off her and fuck shit out of her!

But he knew he didn't really have time enough, and besides, at that very instant, he could tell from Denise's suddenly tensed body and her stuttering gasps of pleasure that she was cumming. Yes, cumming right there on his lap! Right there in his office with only a few more minutes to air time, with his secretary about to buzz. Or maybe she would come in. Sometimes she did that. A short rap at the door and then she would enter, knowing that he was expecting her. Christ what would he say? What would he do? But this sexy little vixen was creaming against his fingers, writhing back against his hard, throbbing penis. If only he could release it and quickly thrust it inside the hot little cunt that he was fingering!

If only at this moment of climax, he could be feeling all that power and ecstasy around his cock! But his hand worked with a wild speed now and obscene wet sounds filled the office. The flimsy panties had long since split, and Andy no longer felt their restricting elasticity. His whole palm thrust into the hot, quivering split of his sister-in-law's tight young cunt! With one deep thrust, Andy sent two fingers speeding up into the fleshy cavern of Denise's wildly contracting pussy, making her cling to him tightly while a high whining sound of joy escaped her lips and her body trembled and quaked lustfully against his.

Hurriedly, Andy began to thrust his loins upward against those soft buttocks. He, too, had to cum, no matter what. He was on the verge, and as the stimulated young girl clung to him in the last vestiges of her intense orgasm someone knocked on the door, announcing that it was time for him to go on the air.

They both jumped up simultaneously, Denise, flustered for only a moment smoothed her skirt down and hurried to the other side of the desk. For Andy it was a bit more difficult, for the enormous bulge of his erect cock still was quite evident at the front of his pants.

"Well, I guess I'd better be going," Denise said.

"Yes, I guess you'd better," Andy growled in frustration, and then added lamely, "I'm, uh, sorry that I got carried away!"

"Oh, don't apologize," Denise said as she opened the door to leave. "I'm glad you did. It was awfully good!"

The dark-haired girl winked conspiratorially at him and then she was gone. Andy shuddered as a renewed tremor of lust swept through him. Hastily, he applied his own make-up. There wasn't time now to do a more complete job with the make-up man. He then rushed out of the office, almost running into his secretary, and this time he was sure from her expression that she was quite curious about the visit he just had.

He was relieved that his frustrated hardness had finally subsided to its normal size in repose by the time he reached the studio. Everyone was looking anxiously at him while papers were being thrust into his hands. He sat behind his desk and noted that the opening sequences of the news program were already being played. The monitor camera spun the names of those involved with the program, and there in the distance, he saw his wife, Lola on the weather set, going over the evening's report.

He cleared his throat. All eyes focused on him. Then the go-ahead red light came on over camera one. There was no time for thinking about anything else now. There was no time to worry about his blonde wife, Lola, or to recall how that warm little cunt had felt to his fingers.

"Good evening," he said pleasantly, "This is Andy Taberon with the seven o'clock news!"

The ride home was made in silence. Andy was tight-lipped and his expression was grim. Several emotions struggled inside him as he turned into the familiar driveway of his house. Lola sat beside him seemingly engrossed in her own thoughts. For one thing Andy still couldn't believe what had happened to him earlier. He had almost been unfaithful to Lola, and what's more with his own sister-in-law! In addition to that, he felt frustrated because he had not actually been satisfied himself. It was shameful to admit it, but he still wanted Denise's snug little pussy, and not nibbling around his fingers next time.

Somehow this made him furious. Furious most of all with his wife, on whom he blamed the whole thing. He blamed her for having such a brother as Rudy in the first place and for idolizing the worthless prick as though he were some kind of prince. He blamed her for giving him such a hard time sexually that he was an easy prey to Denise's overtures. For in spite of the fact that he had apologized, Andy knew that he had done nothing to start the torrid finger-fucking scene in his office!