Sometimes you just really need to get laid and everything else, even common sense, goes out the window when the need arises. I was in a suburb away from my regular office meeting a client. I know what you’re thinking but I would never sleep with my client!

As my client and I prepared to leave the coffee shop where we had began our meeting and to head to a location that provided us with Internet we decided we would take just one car. I asked my client if he would mind if I made a very quick stop since it was on our way and I only had a short window to return some discs with logos on them to my designer who would then have them ready for a deadline I needed to make.

As I had mentioned my client was really a very nice guy and didn’t mind the short stop over I had requested. So I text messaged my designer to let him know I was coming. He answered the door, shook my hand and motioned for me to come in. I gave my client a signal that I would have to run in and that I would not be long at all. He nodded and smiled, and went back to looking at his notes.

The whole exchange in the doorway looked very professional and I had to commend my “designer” for playing along so well with my ruse. The door closed and my designer, who was not my designer at all but this guy that I had crazy passionate encounters with whenever we were within a certain distance of one another, through me up against the door and I felt his warm breath on my face as he prepared to ravage me like the dirty little whore I was definitely being.

He was like a magnet and even though all my good judgment told me to finish my meeting and to forget how close to his cock I was, I couldn’t just drive by and not get what I had been thinking about all morning knowing I was going to be right in his neighborhood.

As I felt his tongue in my mouth I knew I had made the right decision. We climbed the stairs to his room slashing around, falling into walls and feeling each other’s bodies. As we busted through the door, my legs wrapped around his waist and his hands on my tight ass that was now hanging out of my skirt I could feel all my juices beginning to flow and just wanted him to stick his dick in me and fuck me hard and fast.

He knew how to make me want it though and as he threw me onto the bed and pulled my shirt off over my head I felt his hands push my thighs open and his tongue slide in between my already wet lips. As he started to tickle my clit with his tongue I started to beg for him to fuck me. “The time line here is 4 minutes, just put your dick in me.” As I begged for cock I could see an evil grin come across his face and he forced me to endure what felt like endless pleasure of him sucking my clit and teasing me with his fingers as he went.

Finally he pulled down his pants to reveal his huge dick and I got even more excited for what I thought I was about to get. He put the end of his cock on my moist lips and teased me with it as he rotated his hips keeping it just out of my reach. When I started to moan he covered my mouth and with force fit his cock in between my tight wet and now pulsating pussy lips. Sliding in and out I knew it was no longer about how I felt and I could feel him getting ready to explode with his own excitement. He fucked me hard on the bed I screamed in ecstasy deriving even more pleasure as I realized his hand muffled my sounds. When I felt his cum shoot into me and the relief quivering through his body and my own I knew I had finally got what I came for and it was worth all the naughtiness that went with it.

It was time to quickly clean up and return to my sales call who had patiently waited for this little sexcapade to finish.

At the door I shook my “designer’s” hand again and returned looking as I did when I left but feeling much better and more focused on my meeting.