				   Labor Day Festivities 
 
Well, it wasn't really Labor Day, but the day before. Every 
so often I need to work on the weekend so I can have the 
computer all to myself, and this was one of those times. 
 
I had come in earlier than usual because I knew it would be 
a long day anyway, and I wanted to get home in time for 
dinner. 
 
About 11:30 my wife called and asked if I was hungry and if 
I wanted to go to lunch. I told her I was and she said she 
would be there right at noon and to be ready to go. 
 
She showed up right on the dot and we went to a little 
Mexican restaurant that was fairly close and had a wonderful 
lunch. It was just spicy enough that the glass of sangria I 
had was cool and very refreshing. 
 
I always enjoy being out with my wife. It is entertaining 
watching all the looks she gets from other people, both men 
and women and young and old. 
 
Today she had on a bright red tennis skirt with matching 
panties. Her legs were bare and well tanned and she wore 
mid-heeled sandals. Her shining jet black hair was held back 
with a hair band, also bright red, and fell about two inches 
below her shoulders, contrasting with her sleeveless white 
blouse. She had the collar turned up in the back which 
accentuated her long, slim neck, and the bodice was snug 
over her braless breasts. 
 
For a woman of 45 she was very good looking. She was very 
good looking even for a woman of 30! I always got a little 
aroused watching her, even after 20 years of marriage. 
 
And what helped get her the looks was her habit of pulling 
her skirt up when she sat, rather than pulling the hem down 
as far as she could as other women are in the habit of 
doing.  She wasn't brazen about it, but there was always a 
tantalizing amount of thigh exposed. That is why I never sat 
across from her. I always sat on the side next to her so I 
could enjoy the view also. 
 
We finished our lunch in a leisurely fashion and I chuckled 
to myself watching the heads turn as we walked out of the 
restaurant. 
 
When we got back to work she said she had to come in to use 
the bathroom and asked me if I wanted to come watch her pee. 
I wanted to but had to decline. Somebody else just might show 
up for some reason. 
 
I was at my desk. Actually a counter fitted into the corner 
of a cubicle, when she came back from the ladies room. 
 
She put her hands on my shoulder and nibbled my ear. 
 
"Hi, Sweetie. You got time for some hanky-panky?" she asked. 
 
"No, somebody may show up," I said regretfully. Mexican food 
always makes me a little horny, and with her nibbling and 
licking my ear I was even more so. 
 
"Mmmmm. There must be something I can do for you before I 
leave. What if I just lean over the desk and drop my panties? 
Then you drive it home the way you like it!" 
 
"Shit no!" I exclaimed, "Anybody could hear us any where in the 
building!" 
 
"Aw, sweetie," she cooed, "I'm really horny and need 
to do something!" 
 
"Well, there is one thing." 
 
"What is that?" she breathed in my ear. 
 
"Well, Sugar, I have always fantasized about a woman being 
under my desk and sucking me off while I work." 
 
"Really?" she asked. "You never mentioned that before." 
 
"Well, you have never been in my office suggesting nasty 
things and nibbling on my ear before." 
 
"Well, that sounds like a hot idea to me," she said, as she 
slipped her hand down into my crotch to feel my hardening cock. 
 
We looked over the layout and figured out that she could get 
underneath the desk and if I lowered my chair she could get 
her head up high enough to give me a good BJ. 
 
As she crawled back into the corner and turned around I 
unzipped my pants, sat down in my chair and rolled it up 
close to my desk. I pulled up on the adjusting lever and as 
my chair lowered down she grasped my cock and slid her mouth 
down over it and then started jerking me off and sliding my 
cock in and out of her hot, slippery, sucking mouth. 
 
Shit! I was in heaven!  
 
She took her time, being slow and gentle, and I was really 
enjoying it, when all of a sudden I heard the outside door 
down the hall open and close. 
 
I reached under the desk and put my hand on her head. 
 
"Shush! Someone just came in. Be quiet!" I whispered. 
 
She stopped moving and sucking but kept my hard cock in her 
mouth. Then my boss walked through the door! 
 
"Hi, Mike! How are things going?" 
 
I managed to maintain my composure. "Just fine, Ray. I 
should be done in three hours or so, no problem." 
 
"That's good," he replied. "Is Robin here? I saw her car 
outside when I came in." 
 
"Yea, she is in the ladies room," I replied, as calm as I 
could, because my wife had tried to swallow my cock whole 
when Ray mentioned her name. 
 
"Ok, well, tell her I said hi. I just wanted to know how things 
were going. See you Tuesday!" And with that he turned and 
walked out of the office and back down the hall. 
 
I waited until I heard the door close and then turned a 
little and watched out the window until I saw his SUV 
leave the lot. 
 
I leaned back a little and thrust my cock in Robin's mouth  
and she resumed sucking me off. 
 
It was really a hot blow job. I was sitting at my desk, 
trying to work on a program, and getting a first class BJ. 
But unlike usually, I couldn't see anything that was 
happening, I could just feel it. 
 
And it was something to feel! I could feel my wife's warm 
fingers wrapped around my cock, and her lips sliding up and 
down on it, and her tongue licking around the head, and 
squeezing it against the roof of her mouth. I was in heaven. 
 
I did my best to remain calm and enjoy it as long as I 
could, but I was having only moderate success. She had 
slipped her other hand inside my pants and was massaging my 
balls. I finally gave up. I switched from the editor window 
to a browser window so I couldn't accidentally destroy the 
work I had done and just leaned back in my chair to enjoy my 
wife's attentions. 
 
I reached down and put my hands on the side of her head. I 
didn't want to face fuck her, just let her know that I was 
really enjoying it. I started humping up a little and she 
got more enthusiastic. She was deep throating me now, and 
her mouth was like the hottest, tightest pussy I have ever 
fucked. 
 
It didn't take much longer and I could feel my balls pulling 
up against my body. Robin could tell too, since she had a 
hold of them with one hand. I didn't have to tell her I was 
coming. After 25 years of sex between us she could tell as 
well as I could, if not better. 
 
I felt her pull her mouth up my cock about half way and pump 
the shaft with her hand as the sucked and twirled her tongue 
around my cockhead. I knew that she liked it best when I 
came in her mouth. She didn't want it down her throat. She 
wanted it in her mouth so she could swirl it around and 
savor the taste, and sometimes she would kiss me and let me 
taste it too. Mostly though, she kept it all for herself. She  
could be a selfish little slut where my cum was concerned! 
 
I couldn't hold off anymore. I groaned, and just before I 
shot my first spurt of cum into my lovely wife's hot pussy 
mouth I had the presence of mind to put my hands on top of 
her head so it wouldn't hit the top of the desk. Then I 
thrust into her mouth and shot my load. One ... two ... 
three ...  four times. Then it just sort of dribbled out as 
she sucked hard and pumped my cock, squeezing out the last 
few drops. 
 
I was completely collapsed back in my chair. Robin pushed 
and rolled me away from the desk and crawled out. 
 
"Nice desert," she said, licking her lips as she leaned down 
and kissed me. I could barely taste my cum as our tongues 
explored each other's mouths, but that was all.  She had 
selfishly swallowed it all. Well, for a blow job like that I 
wouldn't begrudge her that reward. 
 
She straightend her clothes and left after the usual parting 
ritual, and I stood up, zipped my pants, and prepared to get 
back to work. 
 
Just as I was sitting down I heard my mail client beep. I 
opened up the window and there was a message from my  
boss. I opened it and was surprised to read; 
 
    Mike, 
 
    Next time try my office. There is more room under 
    the desk and the chair is more comfortable! 
 
    Good Luck! 
    Ray 
  
    PS: And the door locks, too. 
 
I forwarded it to my wife. 
 
 
