Anna is a very beautiful woman.


Anna is a very beautiful woman. She is tall, blonde, and tans to a gorgeous golden hue. I've worked with her on a project for quite some time and have had fantasies about her from the start. I feel an attraction to her every time that I see her. I'd noticed her looking at me at times when we've worked together but neither one of us have voiced anything. She knows that I'm married and I've been too frightened to say anything since I know that not only is she married, but I could be very wrong about the way that I've interpreted her looks. There have been many times though that I have longed to kiss the back of her neck as she leaned forward while we worked at the computer. She has very sensuous shoulders and neck. Anna's husband is on the road most of the time trying to land more capital investors for his company. Anna hints at her loneliness at these times, and we often work late on the days when her husband is out of town. My wife was in New York on a business trip and Anna's husband was out as usual. It was in early evening and I was totally lost in gazing at her pretty neck and profile when I realized that she was staring at me over her shoulder. She had just asked me a question three times without a response. She noticed me turning red with embarassment and started to turn red also as she realized what I had been daydreaming about. I apologized and stood up to leave as she turned toward me to say something. She froze staring at my crotch where my hard on was showing. My whole body felt on fire as I looked down at her, her red lips were glistening in the light and her eyes seemed to be deep blue pools. I moaned another apology and started to leave when she reached forward to feel my cock. She quickly undid my belt and pulled down my zipper. One half of my mind was saying that I should get out now, and the other half said to grab the back of her head. My hands reacted before my feet and I pulled her head toward my cock. Anna opened her mouth to lick the head of my cock sticking above the waist of my shorts. I almost burst as the tip of her tongue flicked around the underside of the crown of my dick while her hands squeezed and tickled my balls through the material.

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