I was starting to get tired, and a headache was brewing. It was 10:30 pm on a Friday night, and I was beginning to get horny at the prospects for the week ahead. I was returning to New York for important meetings about selling one of my company’s.
The report was due to be presented to the company’s stockholders at 10 a.m. Wednesday, which meant it had to be in my hands at 8 o’clock that morning. It was the start of a steamy Texas summer, a time when the blood ran a little slower.

Sighing, I pushed my chair away from my desk, stood up and walked to the window that dominated one end of my large well appointed office. I needed to stretch after being in my chair too long. His office was on the 20th floor of the company’s 55-story skyscraper that sat smack in the middle of downtown Fort Worth. It was on the side of the building that faced the main boulevard that served as the building’s prestigious address, and was directly across the street from the Hyatt Regency Hotel.

I walked to the window and gazed across the street, my cell phone rang. It was Karen one of my ex wife’s, asking if I was available for a drink or coffee. That she was leaving the tv station. Karen is a news co-anchor with one of local tv stations and had just finished the 10:00 pm news cast. I told Karen I would meet her at the Hyatt Regency in room 606.

Karen is very attractive 42 yr. old woman, with short sandy-blonde hair, bedroom eyes and the most sensual lips a woman could possibly have. She was dressed in white blouse and dark skirt that were part of the stylish business suit she had worn that day. Karen smiled at me as I closed the door, then her hand moved to her chest and she begins to slowly unbutton her blouse…pulling it off and tossing it aside. Next, she reached back, unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She had my undivided attention now.

Smiling, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting her perfectly formed breasts fall free. Karen is average, about 5-foot-8, 125 pounds, with a pair of firm 36Bs that still sat up high and proud on her chest. After playing with her tits for just a second or two, she lifted one leg and slid her thigh-high stockings off, then did the same with the other leg. Finally, she hooked two fingers in the waistband of her panties and slid them off her butt and down her legs.

I stood there admiring this mature beauty stripped naked for me, I reached down to squeeze my swelling cock through my slacks. Yes, I made damn sure she saw me do it. I certainly needed to show her my appreciation. Karen swept her hands down her body, stopping to cup her breasts and lightly pinch her nipples, before moving her hands down over her hips, down her legs, then up the insides of her thighs.

Her pussy was gushing with desire as she ran both hands through the trimmed light brown hair that framed her pubic area. She let her middle finger slide gently between her prominent labia, which sat like pearly gates at the entrance to her wet, pink fuckhole.
Karen gasped sharply as her finger brushed her clit, and she spent several seconds rolling it around before sliding back and pushing the finger into her cunt. She groaned ” ooohhh..aaaahhhh ” as she fucked herself with the stiff digit, and brought her other hand to bear on her clit.

My cock was raging in my slacks, my hand was steadily kneading the throbbing ridge that snaked down the inside of my slacks as I stared at Karen’s lewd performance. She turns going to the bed and laying down on her stomach. She turns her head, looking at me standing naked beside the bed. She watchs as I slowly turn and walk over to where the candles sit on the dresser. She hears the click of a lighter, and can see the reflection of the light from the candles in the mirror behind them. She breathes in the scent of the freshly lit candles, and watchs as I slowly turn and walk back towards the bed.

She lays there watching me and feels the side of the bed sink slightly as I sit down, leaning over and whispering in her ear “ I still love you.” as I softly brush her hair away from her face. For several minutes she just lies there with me looking at her and running my fingers through her hair, and then caressing her cheek softly. The cool room air along with the feeling of my fingertips running lightly over her skin is making her shiver in contrast to the heat that is between her legs.