I had taken on a part time job as a photographer in the local glamor shots studio to pick up some extra cash. The manager was a woman I met years before, a young hot redheaded smoke show at 5’ tall and killer curves. This woman was all attitude and ALWAYS taken by some large muscular gym rat.

Life goes on at the studio, she would come and go and I did not have a poker face at all. My co-workers knew that I had it bad for her, and she had no problem being an absolute cock tease. Some days she would stand at the desk in her skirt and heals just waving her ass as though she was begging for someone to take her from behind. Other days she would come and make us practice couples poses and take pictures. One day she was especially bad and had me model with her, her full tits against my chest, her lips inches away from mine, laying over top of me in the dark studio with another guy behind the camera. She did everything she could to be near or on top of me before abruptly hoping up and walking out, telling us to clean up and lock up.

That day was so bad I literally could not stand as she left the room, my raging cock would have been obvious. Cody, other photographer knew exactly what was happening and as soon as she left the room, he busted his ass laughing at me trying to contain myself. This went on a few months and resigned the position, never really getting anywhere with her plus my regular job had more hours so I didn’t need the extra workplace or drama.

Fast forward a couple weeks, my supervisor at the regular job calls me for a phone call on line one. I pick-up, there is a giggle, and the line disconnects. A few minutes later, the supervisor calls me again, I pick-up, a laugh, and the click. Alright, this is getting old, third time, the supervisor is not happy, I pick-up and say, “look, you are about to get me in trouble. Who is this?” “It me”, says a familiar voice, “I wanted to know if you were free for a drink tonight?” Wildly unexpected, it was Lisa, my former boss and friend. We agreed on a time at the Chelsea Street Pub, near where we worked and not far from the house. A little back story, I had a terrible string of getting stood up for dates, so making them really irritated me because I always expected to be stood up, Lisa knew this well and so what happened next was a surprise. The time comes, there I sit waiting and sipping my Alien Secretion (the drink) and 45 minutes later, I am still solo. I gather myself and go to the house. I am seriously pissed off; she knew how I felt about being stood-up and she did it to me. About an hour after we were supposed to meet, my phone rings, when I answered, she didn’t even say hello, “Look, I am so sorry! Just hear me out, I got scared, let me make it up to you.” “Fuck that”, I snapped, “I am over here wasting my money to drink when I have a full bar at the house. If you want a drink, come by, if not then take care!” We had been friends for years, so this was all very out of character. “Give me 20 minutes and I will be right over”, she said.

Beyond confused by her behavior, I straighten up a little and in 10 minutes there is a knock on the door. There she stands, heels, skirt, red hair framing her face and all the curves a guy could want. Wasting no time, she pushes past me and asks for a drink. Even with that body, I am still pissed off, and throw our drinks together and sit at the table. She is standing near the bar sipping hers, before she takes a big gulp and looks dead at me. “You need to understand something,” she began “ I don’t go on a date with a guy, unless I intend to fuck him, and we haven’t yet.” “Is that so?”, I replied, “So you intend to fuck me then?” With that she lifted her skirt and straddled me on the chair, as her hair fell over my head, and she kissed me full tongue with her pussy grinding against me. My cock was immediately hard, as I reached around and pulled her closer. Her tits against my neck and chin. “Unless you don’t really want me as much as you say you do.” Game on! “Where is the bedroom, or is this happening right here?”, she asked. I led the way, and she took a detour to the bathroom. I went to the bedroom stripping off my clothes, my cock had never been so hard. It was up well past my bellybutton, and when she walked in her eyes got huge. “Damn it! Had you told me you were packing that, we would have been fucking years ago!”, she said. All I could do was smile and help her onto the waterbed (yes, really, it was that long ago).

She laid back and I buried my face in her soaking wet pussy, licking her up and down, it was hard to focus because I was laying on my throbbing cock. It was only a few minutes before she grabbed my ears pulling me up, “put that big cock in me damn it!” She grabbed it and rubbed the head between her pussy lips before I began to press into her. She had one hand on my chest, the other on my cock as it went in, taking a few strokes to get the full length inside. With each stroke she was moaning at the top of her lungs. I leaned in and let the waves work her stroke after stroke, she was moaning and griping into my back with her nails.

“TAKE ME FROM BEHIND!” she yelled in my ear as she pushed me off. She flipped around so she could watch us in the headboard mirror. I couldn’t help but stare at the gorgeous naked ass bent over in front of me. As I am admiring, next thing I know, she has pushed back onto my pulsing cock and is now screaming at the top of her lungs. Watching those sexy eyes as she throws herself back against my cock, I slap her ass and keep stroking. About this time my neighbor starts pounding on the wall. There was no stopping, I am fucking my hot former boss! I keep stroking and she is now cumming on my cock deep inside her. “Where do you want it,” I ask. “On my ass!”, she groans as I pull out and shoot a massive load across her as she collapses forward. I lay back and enjoy the waves and afterglow as my neighbor finishes pounding with a series of sharp hits on the wall.

Lisa quickly hops up, and sprints to the bathroom, clothes in hand. I ask what she is doing, and she replies, “I have to go. I am moving to Lubbock first thing in the morning.” Stunned, “So this was a one-time thing then?” I asked. “Well, until I come back to town. I will let you know.” She says. I throw my pants on and try to contain a resurging hard-on as she makes her way to the door. We kiss, and she runs her hand down my chest, thanking me as she bolts outside and down the apartment stairs. I watch as she gets in her car and pulls out of the parking lot and into the darkness.

It was a few months before I heard from her again. She had a steady boyfriend again and wasn’t really open to repeating. We stayed in touch, and she later admitted that she knew exactly where I lived and that she had been living in the building behind mine in the same complex. She was trying to find a way to keep me from knowing otherwise she didn’t know what would have happened.

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