1. Property Inspections


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    “Strained? Alisa responded. “I don’t understand.” “Well,” I said, leaning against the railing, looking out across the expanse of the property. “It’s like this – we sleep together, we share a joint checking account, we eat together, sometimes, and she does the laundry and the cooking and I bring home a paycheck.” “Kids?” she asked. “One... going off to college next year,” I replied. “I am still hoping,” Alisa responded, “but my clock is ticking.” “Don’t worry,” I replied, “you’re still young, beautiful and charming.” “Thanks,” she responded, “but sometimes I don’t feel like any of those things.” I could sense a bit of sadness in her response. Throwing caution to the wind, I said, “Well I wouldn’t kick you out of bed. You probably just need a little picker-upper every now and then.” “More than you could imagine,” Alisa responded, flipping her long hair back over her shoulder. She made a quirky duck-like face and then bit down on her lower lip, before raising a single finger to her mouth and biting down on it. I could tell she was nervous. ‘Sometimes,” I remarked, still leaning on the patio railing and looking off into the distance, “Sometimes, all you need is a second chance, but you have to act on your instincts, and be willing to take a chance.” I had no idea where the conversation was going. “Do you want to see the bedroom?” she asked. “Sure,” I responded. We stepped back into the coolness of the apartment. Her heels clicked on the hard wood floor of the living room as she ...
    walked towards the master bedroom. “How tall are you?” I asked. “Without the heels, about five foot three,” she replied. “No way,” I replied. She stopped and looked at me. “How tall are you?” she asked. “Six foot four,” I replied. She slipped out of her heels and stood barefoot in front of me as I stepped in front of her. We were mere inches from each other. “Damn, you’re tall,” she remarked, looking up at me. “And you’re short,” I replied, looking down at her. She turned and sauntered barefoot into the bedroom. I stepped into the room behind her and stood still. A four posted bed, with lace wraps hanging from the trellises, took up a great deal of the room. “Wow!” I replied. “I wish my bedroom looked this good.” Alisa smiled and stepped over to the closet door and opened it. I stepped into the expansive closet and looked around. Alisa closed the closet door and turned off the light. “Uh oh,” I remarked, “I think there’s an electrical issue.” I felt Alisa’s hand on my side. “No,” she replied. “I don’t think there is.” I grabbed her arm and followed it up to her elbow as she stepped in closer to where I stood. Her other arm reached around my waist and in an instant, she was pressing her hot body against mine and then, in the stark darkness of the closet, we kissed. I slipped my arms around her waist and squeezed her firm ass, pulling up on her skirt to feel her bare butt. Her hands squeezed my butt and then found their way to my crotch, where she rubbed at my erection through ...