First of all, I didn’t even think she’d give me a second look. I’m almost twenty years older than her, maybe two inches shorter than her, a bell..., receding hairline, I’m married with kids…the list went on. And of course, we worked together in the same office. I was considered her superior in the scheme of things, even though we were in different departments, so any move by me could be seen as harassment. Unless she was interested too? To look at her, you would probably wonder why I was so taken. She had never experienced this position before. The pleasure immense as he ravaged her from behind, his body slapping into hers as her ass jiggled from the power of the thrust. His hand smacked her once roughly on her cheek. The action made her feel like a slut, Hell the whole situation made her feel like a slut, but she could do nothing but grip the sheets in a deathlock as her face pushed in to the mattress, her body convulsed a second time in the sweet contractions of another orgasm. She. He picked me and carried me to the bed; I removed his T-shirt as he removed my bed sheet and tied my one hand to the bed rails with it and my second hand with his t-shirt to the other side. He was in his long pants and the strap to his Jockey branded gold underwear could be seen. He climbed on me and kissed me on the side of my neck as I pulled onto the sides harder to hold him. He kissed me, then picked my legs and started licking the melted ice from my asshole. He then drank the melted ice. This has been the best day of my life. I’ve learned to sail, caught a huge fish, eaten the most wonderful dinner, and for the first time in my life, had sex that was as good as anything I have read in my friend's stupid romance novels. So don’t ruin my day by telling me you're sorry and it won’t happen again.”Aaron rolled over and looked at me, “You’re quite incredible, you know. I think you are very special. If you’re keen to let me make love to you again, then I’ll happily break all the.