Years ago, I had a will-they-won't-they flirty relationship with a work colleague. She was petite, long amazing black hair, beautiful round figure, killer sense of humour. Trouble is, she lived with her long term boyfriend, who was a bit of a dick tbh. He didn't treat her very well and was rude to her friends but, who am I to butt in, right?

Often we would go out with the same crowd and end up drinking too much and taking whatever party drug we could get our hands on - usually ecstacy or MDMA. One particular night, we left the club to go to an after party. She asked to pop in to hers to collect some weed or something en route, I said sure. Once inside the door she insisted we only whispered and tiptoed and left the lights off, as her bf was in bed and wouldnt take too kindly to being woken. No problem.

As soon as we crossed into the living room, she leapt on me. Rubbing at my crotch, kissing me deeply and practically choking me on her tongue, grinding herself off my leg. I was taken aback but, incredibly loved up and just as horny, so all our limbs became a fumble of clawing at each other's clothes, desperate to become one before common sense takes over and we stop. Then, there was a loud noise from upstairs and we froze. Staring at each other, totally silent and still, pulled out of our horny stupor by reality.

Nothing...turned out it was just a random noise. The moment was gone so she grabbed her weed, fixed her hair and I got ready to go. She pulled me back by the shirt and said, "wait up, I need to check something at least". She dropped to her knees and undid my belt, and my hard-on flopped out in her face. Looking up at me she mumbled something affirmative as she took the shaft in her hand and began to lick the underside of my head, all the while giving me some of the sexiest, most memorable eye contact and cheeky smiles I've received.

She proceeded to give me expert head, possibly the best I've received, all the while humming and groaning and bobbing rhythmically, wanking up and down my cock with one hand, massaging and tugging on my balls with the other, never breaking eye contact. She moved faster, sensing my rising passion, and when I told her I was close she just doubled down. I exploded into her mouth, pumping multiple ropes of hot, sticky, Jack Daniels' sweetened cum into her welcoming throat. She sucked almost unbearably on the head as she gulped down my load and stood up, said, "Right, let's go" and headed for the door.

We never talked about it after, and were no longer work colleagues maybe 6 months later. I still think about that head though, and what might have happened. I never got the chance to reciprocate but I hope she's doing well wherever she is.