It was an accident. I’d swear in any court that it was an accident. The accident may have happened six months ago but still, it was an accident. I was naked in her bed, and Becky was naked in bed with me. She was panting, sweating and her legs spread wide invitingly. I love eating willing pussy. The taste as my tongue opens her, her tension as my tongue first approaches her clit, and then her spasms as she comes under me. I had just finished a fulfilling meal of willing pussy and was about to fulfill her next willing experience. I was holding myself above her. It was an accident.
The accident happened at The Coffee Being. No, I’m not misspelling it. I guess it’s supposed to be a pun: bean vs being. The accident happened at The Coffee Being when Becky and I ran into each other. Literally. Well, almost literally. We were both turning not running when our hands hit, the ones holding our coffee. I didn’t spill my coffee on myself and Becky didn’t spill her coffee on her. Instead, I got Becky’s down my shirt and Becky got my coffee, Um right in her cleavage, from her breasts down to…um down. Luckily both were iced, so no burns. Lots of embarrassment though.
That was the accident, meeting Becky. From then on when we saw each other we would talk. Since we worked in the same building we did see each other often and we got to know each other. After about three weeks I asked her to lunch at Beijing’s, a small hole in the wall I knew. I was beginning to like her and wanted to know her better. I could see she was married but still lunch?
By the third lunch, we were holding hands. On the fourth, we kissed. I sometimes drive to work and we drove to lunch for our sixth. Well, we made out in the car is what we did. I touched her breasts fingering her nipples through her bra. Our next lunch, ha lunch, I wanted to be alone with her. When I told her that she sat in the car not speaking. Until she said, “ um…Steve…Steve” then stopped. I was caressing her tits, they were tits now, and said, “And?”
She rushed to say, “Steve is going to a training meeting in Atlanta for five days starting Friday. Friday. Until Tuesday he’ll be back Tuesday late afternoon… if umm …if you’d. I’ll be alone. Just me,…and you? Maybe? Us?“
I bent over her and for the first time put her tits in my mouth sucking. “Just tell me when, how long, yes please.”
That was Wednesday so we waited, until Friday when I drove to her house at 7 p.m. I drove into her garage and I parked there. Becky closed the door and welcomed me in. As I kissed her, she was trembling so I tried to calm her down. My tongue swiped her lips then was searching for her tongue. As I touched her tongue we stumbled inside her house. And I turned her facing away and pulled her blouse out and reached and cupped her tits. I was murmuring in her ear, ”your tits feel so nice, so nice in my hands.” My palms, just touching her nipples lightly touching them. My hands started unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it off her shoulders. I told her, “Becky, I want your tits,” and I unfastened her bra and pulled it off. I cupped her tits and turned her to face me so I could feast on them.
I began sucking her nipples and my hands moved and started pulling her pants and panties off. Then they were caressing her mound, her pussy. . As I finished undressing her I asked where the bedroom was. She was stripping me as she led me to her bed. I watched her lie down naked on the bed, her legs wide, inviting me. I finished getting naked and I lay down with my tongue getting acquainted with her pussy. When she came, I moved up kissing, pinching her tits getting ready. Ready to put my cock in her pussy. I was saying, “I love tasting your pussy and I’ll love entering you even more.”
My cock was just touching her pussy lips when a hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me off onto the floor and kicked my stomach.
“It’s an accident. It’s an accident I swear.”
