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The Loft by Ivor Smallone
Susan was 34 years old a middle ranking accountant in a large paper mill
company, her husband Tony was also a Bean Counter but with a law firm
the other side of town, they hadn't tried for any children, instead
concentrating their efforts on their careers.
Susan was having another busy day in the office, she rushed down the
corridor a minute or two late for a meeting with the new Nigerian IT
Director, Sam. Sam was large black man who presence tended to dominate
any room he was in. Susan quickly knocked his office door and entered
without waiting for a reply. Sam carried typing on his keyboard not even
looking up to see who had entered his large office. When he'd finished
he slowly rose from his chair and looked across at Susan still standing
near the door. "Hello, you must be Susan" he said in a deep voice, he
moved over towards her and took her small hand in his great huge one
giving it a firm shake.
Susan felt a little flustered she couldn't put a finger on why, she was
normally a very confident woman, perhaps it was his size, his presence
standing so close to her. Susan was not a small women herself 5 ft 9 in
her bare feet and 6 ft tall in her current heels, she was a very curvy
woman as well with large DD cup breasts. Sam slowly looked her over
still holding her hand. He was not embarrassed by his eyes resting on
her chest for a few moments before moving on down her body. "Pleased to
meet you Susan" he continued guiding her to the seat in front of his
desk and sitting her down.
Uh I think I'm capable of finding myself to the seat without his help
she thought as she sat down a little embarrassed. The meeting was
efficient and business like, Sam had obviously took the time to do his
homework, she liked that, he was up to speed with all the current
problems and issues, almost too up to date. she had imagined she would
have to have spent a lot of this meeting time explaining and justifying
the current situation. They'd gone through it all in just 20 minutes,
efficient or what.
He stood up to show her out of the door, there was that overpowering
presence again as he stood close to her, in her 'space'. "I'll see you
in the underground car park at 5:30. I'll drop you home. There is
something else I want to run by you." "Uh.. okay" Susan stammered
completely loosing her professional front for a moment. The cheek of the
man asking for a meeting while he drove her home... Unbelievable. As she
walked back towards her desk she wondered about what he wanted. Not
'Can I drop you home but I will meet you by my car, presumptuous bastard
she thought. He was not a stupid man far from it, her wedding ring and
large stoned engagement ring were prominent enough. He could clearly see
she was married even if he hadn't bothered to check out her personal
file which she was sure he would have. She'd definitely felt a strong
sexual undertone at the start and end of the meeting, she recalled as he
had blatantly looked her up and down at the start, you just didn't look
at, no not look at almost undress a work colleague with your eyes like
that, especially when just meeting them for the first time.
Susan didn't normally leave the office until 6:30 or later, then had to
fight her way home on the tube. It would be nice to get home early for a
change and without the tube hassle even if there was some sort of half
hour meeting at the end of it. She would enjoy showing Sam their 'loft'
it was quite an upmarket place for a couple of relatively young
professionals, she knew half the mortgage on the place was a very large
chunk of her salary and the other half a big part of her husbands.
Funny she felt a bit nervous getting into the lift going down to the
underground car park, she had rarely been down there, only director
level people had parking there, most people used the good transport
system to get to and from work. She stepped out of the lift and looked
around she couldn't detect anyone down there. She stood for a few
minutes then slowly walked around the few short rows of cars, mainly
large Mercedes looking for the space marked IT Director. There it was, a
large Lexus in the spot but no sign of Sam. She looked at her watch 5:35
he should have been here 5 minutes ago, she walked slowly back to the
elevator the only sound the clack clack of her shoes on the concrete,
shit it needed a key to call the lift down to here, she stood there
feeling stupid starting to get angry.
Looking at the display showing the lift position it started moving
down from the seventh, the floor both she and Sam were on, as it got
close to the ground floor it didn't show any signs of slowing. Good this
should be him she thought. There was a loud ping that made her jump a
few seconds before the lift arrived and Sam briskly stepped out. "Comon"
he said as if talking to his dog marching straight past her towards his
car. She walked as fast as she could in her heels trying to catch him
up. He reached his car opened the back door and threw his briefcase on
the back seat, he glanced at her swaying tits as he opened the front
drivers door and hopped in.
A few seconds later she flopped into the seat beside him slightly out of
breath, he started the car as she sat, the car almost moving before
she'd shut the door. "Where's the fire?" she gasped. He ignored her
heading for the roller door that was already starting to open.
He was on his hands free phone almost before they'd left the garage. She
sat quietly gesturing with her hands to give him directions as he made 3
or 4 business calls as they preceded. He'd finally finished and hung up
the phone, she asked what this was about only for his phone to ring
again and for him to spent the rest of the journey negotiating a
computer supply contract. They had to street park as Susan and Tony's
car was in their allocated space, they both used public transport to get
to work. "Nice neighbourhood" Sam remarked as they made the short walk
to the purpose built block which centred on a communal courtyard.
She let them in and they stepped from the small hall into the large
double height living space with an open plan expensive looking kitchen
in one corner. Sam looked around the place appreciatively as Susan
watched him, he looked up at the mezzanine which contained the master
bedroom overlooking the lounge, he could see what looked like two other
rooms up there a bathroom and second bedroom he guessed correctly.
"Nice... Very nice" he simply said. Susan bristled with pride, her and
her husband loved their upmarket pad overlooking the well maintained
courtyard that was through the large windows, you could also just see
into some of the other apartments as well Sam noticed.
"I'll put some coffee on" said Susan moving towards the kitchen area
forgiving Sam for his earlier ignorance as he'd openly appreciated their
place. Sam noticed a laptop on a low table next to a big soft chair
opposite the sofa. He opened the lid and it quickly woke it from
standby. He slid a memory stick from his pocked and plugged it into the
back as Susan filled the coffee maker with water. "Nice fast laptop you
have here" he commentated quickly starting his application script. "Yes
Tony my husband got it last month, he's into that sort of thing" Susan
replied, reminding Sam she had a husband in case she needed to.
Susan put the coffees on the breakfast bar expecting Sam to come over
and join her. He stayed where he was standing in the middle of the
lounge area. After a pause she walked slowly towards him suddenly aware
of her slightly swaying breasts as he watched her approach. "So what is
it you wanted to talk to me about" she asked as she got closer. "Come
here." he replied quietly. As she got closer his hand went into his
inside jacket pocked, he pulled out a hip flask and quickly flicked the
top off. taking a single step towards her, "Drink this" he ordered. She
quickly griped the flash as his hand released it, it would have ended on
the floor if she hadn't reacted quickly. She was now feeling nervous
being there alone with him, his size seemed to dominate the room. "Whats
in it" she asked causally, "Just drink it and see" he ordered. Well it
sounded like an order he didn't seem to be giving her a choice. She
lifted the container a little higher and sniffed, it smelt like vodka
She felt like she needed a drink, the atmosphere was tense. She took a
small mouthful yes vodka, how did he know its what she drank. It had a
slight after taste she was not familiar with as she took another
mouthful then tried to hand it back. "No finish it" Sam said. Susan took
another mouthful and tried to reduce the tension. "So have you found
somewhere to live locally" she asked trying to sound casual. "I'm
renting a little place down by the sea front for the moment" he replied.
Susan gulped down more of the vodka why was this such a strain.
Suddenly Sam put an arm round her pulling her a little closer. His other
hand went slowly up to her breast cupping it and felt its weight. Susan
immediately tried to take a step back the big arm around her stopping
her effortlessly. "Sam I'm a married woman what the hell are you doing!"
she said in an argry voice. "Chill woman" he responded giving the breast
a little squeeze. "Sam!..." she wasn't sure how to continue stopping in
mid burst. Sams big hand left her breast, his big index finger went
across his lips in a Shh… gesture. Then his hand went back to her breast
a finger lightly circling her now hardening nipple. They both watched
his fingers work on her big firm breast. He pulled her a little closer
so her other breast was just touching him, he felt that nipple hardening
too. "Sam I'm a happily married woman , don't do this to me" Susan heard
herself quietly say. The big man next to her seemed overpowering. The
big hand squeezed and fondled her big breast ignoring her request. The
big fingers went to the small buttons of her blouse and skilfully undid
the top few buttons there. Susan felt surprisingly relaxed why wasn't
she screaming pounding him with her fists. She stood there passively not
quite trembling as his big fingers stroked her exposed cleavage flesh.
Suddenly she realised she was getting warn and tingly between her legs,
she'd never been touched by a black man before. He turned her slightly
away from him and his fingers deftly undid the rest of the buttons of
her top right down to her skirt. She couldn't understand her relaxed
attitude it was a bit like she wasn't really there, she should knee the
aragant bastard in the groin. But... It felt so unreal to her was this
really happening.
She looked at the computer open almost directly in front of her, she
noticed there was a screen saver running on it she hadn't seen it before
why was it bothering her at this time. Sam slid behind her pulled her
blouse open more and now had both hands on her breasts. she looked down
at the huge black hands on her large breasts, they made her breasts look
much smaller than they were. Sam was a skilled worker he certainly knew
how to feel up her breasts they hadn't tingled like this for years.
The drink had contained a relaxant as well as the vodka and quickly had
had an effect helped by the alcohol. He stopped for a moment slowly
pulling the tucked blouse out from her skirt, she wondered again why she
wasn't trying harder to stop him, she looked at the screensaver pattern
the gently moving curves seemed to relax her more. He started to turn
her slowly towards him. her anxiety suddenly jumping. "Kneel" he quietly
commanded, gently pushing down on her shoulders. She did as he requested
he gently stroked her cheek as she knelt. Suddenly she gasped, she
realised he'd positioned her knelt in front of his hugely tented
trousers. She'd never seen such a huge bulge before, her fanny tingled
like mad with excitement. Her rational mind tried to take over, get up
now it screamed.
She was almost transfixed the huge bulge twitched, it made her feel
frightened of it. And the huge dominant figure towered above her, his
big fingers were still gently stroking her cheek. She felt his other
hand gently rest on the back of her head as he almost inaudibly
commanded "Undo them." she hesitated, her breathing getting quicker. She
then watched as her hands went slowly up as if controlled by someone
else and undid his flies. She knew there was no way it would come out of
that little gap, her hands went up further and undid his belt and
trousers. She let go of the trousers and she jumped as they immediately
fell to the floor revealing two huge black muscled legs and a pair of
too small looking light coloured boxers the huge lump still straining at
the front of them. The hand behind her head guide her slowly towards the
bulge as she got close she pushed her lips forward against the huge
black snake that she knew was within. She could feel the heat and power
of it through the boxers it didn't seem human, it seemed like there was
some crazy monster in there that controlled Sam and perhaps her.
"Pull them down" Sam quietly commanded, this was going better than he'd
imagined. Susan felt frightened she was afraid of what was in there and
afraid of what she was doing, it didn't seem to make sense. The feeling
of the big soothing fingers still stroking her face seemed to be losing
their effect. She shouldn't let the monster lose. "Do it!" Sam's voice
was now hoarse but still commanding, but still she hesitated. The hand
stopped stroking her cheek both hands pushed her blouse off her
shoulders. They kneaded away at the huge tension she felt there, god the
big hands completely covered her shoulders. Suddenly she took hold of
the elasticated top of the boxers, pulled them open as far as she could
and struggled to pull them down over the big lump in there. She gasped
as the huge black snake freed and shot up to an angle of about 45
degrees. God it was unbelievable, the diameter was huge and so was its
length, how could this fit in any woman. The hands pulled her face
towards it then they siid to the back of her head and moved down her
back, she felt the big fingers undoing her bra catch just as her lips
just touched the huge cock head causing it to jump away from her.
She wasn't sure why but she moved forward a little and gently licked the
underside of the huge cock head, she could feel the heat from it on her
face. Why was she doing this, the huge black snake was gross and
frightening but she felt compelled to continue. She ran her tongue along
the shaft as she felt Sam finish pulling her top off her arms and drop
it to the floor. He gently guided her back away from the black monster
so he could pull her bra straps off her shoulders and away from her. He
tristed her around slightly then took one and then her other hands and
guided them onto the big shaft.
God it felt huge to her, her hands looked so small and white against it.
She felt the size and weight of it with her hands for a few moments then
Sam put one of his big hands over hers and gently encouraged her to pull
the foreskin back. She looked at the big precum glisning head, her nose
filling with its musky smell. The big hands were back on her head guidng
her mouth to the big mushroom. She pouted her lips and sort of kissed it
before rolling her tongue around the head taking in its size, as she
heard Sam gasp with pleasure. She opend her mouth wide around it, Sam
pushed down on her head and the big cockhead plopped through into her
mouth filling it.
Sam just held her steady there for a minute while they both got used to
it. He then started to flex his hips a little pushing it a little deeper
into her mouth. The stroke was short as there was little room to move.
He took one of her hands and guided it up to his ball sack, she felt the
weight of the heavey plumbs within and thought about the big load they
must contain.
Sam started pushing more urgently and harder to the back of her throat,
his breathing now gasps as he roughly grabed one of her breasts and
mauled it as he forced her head up and down on his monster. Susan was
thinking she couldn't take much more of this. The balls in her hand felt
like they were about to go and the cock head swelled even bigger in her
mouth she knew he was about to offload. Sam let out a loud animal like
grunt as Susan felt the cock almost like it exploaded in her mouth.
She had to get it out she was drowning in his jism. She opend her mouth
as wide as she could and forced her head back hard, it came out of her
mouth squirting into her face. She grabbed it and squeezed the log
between her breasts it was still pumping out globs of cum. Sam was
rocking his hips franticaly pumping the rest of the juice between Suasns
breasts and squirting up over her neck and chin. He stopped his hips
still breathing hard. Susan kept the big black log bressed firmly
between her tits until she felt it shrinkingand sams breathing return to
normal. What the hell she felt on fire between her legs.
Sam finally pulled away from her his big hand went to her cum soaked
breasts and rubbed in all over her chest then also up her neck and
chin. He looked at the slime covered woman her nipples were rock hard.
He gently put his now at least half soft dick to her mouth "Clean it"
he said quietly pushing it in. got it was soft but it still felt a lot
bigger that her husbamds at full hardness, she sucked the cum from it.
"Lick it off my balls" Sam coontinued, she duitufully licked the cum
from the big loose sack as well. Sam stepped away, he picked up her
blouse and used it to wipe the sliva and remaining cum from around his
sex. Susan just watched the evaperating cum all over her front
evaporating and slightly cooling her hot body. He stepped over to the
computer and pulled someting out of the back of it. Susan noticed the
little red light on the front and fancy screesaver patterns disappered
just before he pushed the screen down putting the machine back into
standby. Susan was a bit puzzled what was he doing. His trousers were
quickly back on and he dissapeard out of the door without another word.
"By then" she quickly called sarcastically as the door slammed behind him.
A big shudder ran through her, she looked at her slime covered body, god
she was a mess but her fanny was on fire. first things first she flopped
down onto the sofa, pulled her skirt up and her knickers to the side. A
familiar finger ran up the soaking wet slit and then onto her engorged
clit. Her hyper sensitivity today made her jump, she brought herself to
a powerful climax in less than 5 minutes. Afterward she almost fell
asleep. A little while later an alarm bell went off in her head. Tony!
she leapt from the sofa her head spun around to the clock. Shit he'll be
home any time now. She grabbed her scattered clothing cast a quick eye
around to make sure nothing was left and ran for the stairs. As she
hopped into the shower she heard him come through the front door.
After showering she went down to greet him in just her dressing gown she
'missed' him in a guilty sort of way. As she went down the stairs she
noticed he was on the laptop, she felt nervous had Sam put someting on
it. He looked up and smiled at her as he saw her padding down the stairs
bare footed. They greeted and kissed, she glanced at the screen
relieved, he was just checking his emails. She still felt horny. She
guided him away from the computer to the sofa, she sat astride him
letting her dressing gown fall open. His lips went to hers in that old
familear way and his hands to her breasts. His hands felt small ordinary
as he briefly played with her errect nipples. She loosened his tie and
undid his shirt. "My you are horny this evening, what brought this on?"
he said looking at her quizacally. She shrugged her shoulders smiling,
her hand covering his small buldge and squeezing the hardning contents.
"You smell clean and wonderful he said pulling the dressing gown down
off her shoulders she pushed her arms back letting it fall right off
her, her magnificent curvey body naked in front of him. He was excited
they didn't normally do this sort of thing, normall sex was a farily
civilised thing they did in bed. She undid his trousers and got out his
hard 5 inch thin cock, it felt tiny in her hand after earlier. She
shuffled up his body and rubbed the dick along her keen wet snatch. "All
right" Tony murmered with enthuasm before taking one of her big tits in
his mouth. She lowered her body down onto him, his dick sliding easily
into her wet fanny. "You've been drinking" he said as she rubbed her sex
over him trying th get his dick in deeper. "Oh just one" she said
grinding her hips trying to get more friction. "Bloody hell I can't
remember the last time you were this horney" Tony gasped. Two minutes
later Tony grunted and shot into here, she could just feel him ejecting
his load into her. She felt dissapointed she needed more, why couldn't
he have trown her on the carpet now and pounded into her. She stopped
her movements and smiled at him weakly. "you were a bit quick today
dear" she whispered into his ear. He'd already shrank almost dropping
out of her.
"Well what do you expect when my sexy wife ravishes me like that", he
responded smiling with contentment. "Watch where you let it all run to"
he continued proudly as she climbed off him. H stayed where he was not
moving, a very contented look on his face.
Susan glanced around and noticed the two untouched full coffee cups
still on the kitchen bar, shit that could be difficult to explain, she
wondered if Tony had noticed them. "Let me get you a drink dear" she
said to him. She knew he wouldn't take his eyes of her naked body as she
went to the drinks cabinet and poured him a Scotch. Tony watched his
wife thinking he was a lucky man, but also starting to feel a little
uneasy, this was unusual, why now, why today, he was a worrier
sometimes. She lifted his legs up onto the sofa turning him away from
the kitchen area and handed him the drink. "You need some recovery time
hun" she said picking up her dressing gown and putting it back on. His
head flopped onto the back of the sofa closing his eyes. This is as good
as it gets he thought as he sipped his drink. Susan quickly poured the
coffee's away and quietly put the cups in the dish washer. Easy she thought.
End of Part 1
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