The Meeting

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I had to go to his office today. His 12 o'clock meeting can wait. I had every intention to enjoy a nice lunch, but I think it's time for both of us to talk.

He is everything and more, but this long-distance relationship has to go. I'm tired and fed up, and my friends think I'm pathetic for keeping him around. So today is the day that I put my foot down.

No sexy dress or black lace panties. Today I'm fully clothed, and nothing that I'm wearing could possibly turn him on. As I reach the receptionist's desk, she informs me that I was to be expected by him.

She told me that he will be out in a few minutes, so I find a chair and attempt to make myself comfortable, but I'm anxious. While I know what to say and how I want to say it, I'm afraid that when I see him I will become silent, like I always do. But before I talk myself into leaving, he stands over me and says, Hello stranger, I'm out of my meeting, and I'm stuck with having to face the man that every time I see I get weak in the knees, but this time will be different.

So I pull it together and walk with him to his office. He closes the door and sits at his desk, while I sit across from him prepared for what will come next. He doesn't say anything instead.

He asks what's wrong with me, considering my attire isn't as sexy as he's used to. I tell him that he's the issue. He listens, as usual, but it seems to go in and out one ear, so I continue to express how I feel and then he stands up and expresses that work has him stressed.

I find that he says this all the time, but today was the only day I've heard him apologize, so I accept it and prepare myself to go, but he quickly locks the door. I tell him that whatever he wants to do will have to wait another day because I'm not in the mood, and he says that's fine. But before I try to unlock the door, a woman approaches me from behind.

I turn around and to my surprise, it's his co-worker who talks to me all the time. She has good energy and is very nice, but the fact she is in my man's office makes me want to cry. She holds my head up and tells me there is no need to worry, as she has only one desire and that is for him to make love to me.

While she watches, she informs me that I have a relationship she admires, and with all that's been going on, this moment will make her dreams worth her while. While I'm processing the fact that she's been listening on our conversation and our business is no longer ours, my man addresses me but I tell him to stop. At this point, I am angry and upset, as he has crossed the line at a vulnerable time, yet he looks at me with those brown eyes and kisses me.

Our lips together made me forget everything that I was mad about, but I'm still resistant with this woman around as she finds a chair to sit down and watch us begin this lovemaking session that begins with him taking off my clothes and revealing what I wasn't trying to show because I had no intentions of having sex, but today was different. He lays me on the floor and puts me in the missionary position, while I'm naked he makes time to only pull down his pants where he whips out his dick. That is already hard, and rubs it up and down my pussy.

He always does this to make things easy for him to fall inside, because he is bigger than most that I've experienced in my life, so it makes sense for him to do this. And as soon as he places it inside of me, he places his hand over my mouth to muffle my scream, so no one can hear us. He strokes slowly but quickens his pace, because he doesn't want us to get caught, and in a few minutes he has a conference call, but his coworker is playing with her nipples, so what will we do now that she's turned on?

In the middle of him coming I think to myself too much is going on, but I don't let it get in the way of me enjoying this moment, so I grab her leg and tell her that when he comes he can nudge on her breasts.