Resuming our walk back to the hotel, I stewed about what to do. She was sending me outrageous signals, but the last thing a married guy wants to do is misread a colleague. She was my friend too, and I wanted to keep in touch with her. A misread signal could bollix the whole thing.
“Let’s go to your room this time,” she suggested in the elevator. I agreed, and then she turned to face me. She put her arms around my waist and looked up at me. Party Girl Eager For Creampie Her blue eyes were big and earnest under her bangs. “So, married man, do you ever kiss other women before an anal creampie?”
Well, I have, and not infrequently. I have a friend in Dallas that I kiss quite often. I have another friend, a former secretary, that I have done more than kiss. But Sandy was different. I didn’t know if she were just drunk or flirting, or what. I decided to play it safe, one last time.
“You keep flirting,” I warned, “and you’ll get in anal creampie trouble.”
“Who’s flirting?” she asked, reaching up to pull my head down to hers. Her lips were soft and inviting, pressing against mine. They parted, and her tongue flicked into my mouth, teasing mine to come out and play. Teen Gets Creampies On The Bed I felt my face flush with pleasure and excitement, for Sandy was a good kisser.
Too soon, we reached my floor and the door opened. I broke the kiss, wanting to retain some decorum in case other colleagues were present. That was a good decision, because Dr. Malek, an old professor of mine from university days was there. Sandy and I came out of the elevator, feigning nonchalance. Dr. Malek seemed to recognize right away what anal creampie was happening, so he kept the chit-chat short and didn’t wait for me to introduce Sandy. We made a date for the next day to have lunch, where we would catch up fully, then he got on the elevator. I linked Sandy’s arm this time, and led her to my room.
Sandy and I both resumed the kissing, each seeking to devour the other. Moments of passion like these were too few in my life, and Sandy seemed equally eager. Somehow we made it to the couch and fell onto it, Sandy on top of me. Brunette Gets Vaginal Creampie This was good ol’ necking, in the position I liked best. Sandy pressed her face onto mine, “forcing” me to kiss her. I like aggressive women, and Sandy was certainly that!
Eventually, she rolled off me onto the floor, then sat up. “God, I need a beer before the anal creampie action,” she huffed. She ran her hand over her bangs, getting the hair out of her eyes, then tucked her hair behind her ears. She looked irresistibly cute.
“You look so damn cute,” I fawned. I knew I sounded like a teen, but what could I do? Anal creampie was all I wanted in a woman right then.