Lunch Surprise

With fashion week ended I decided to remain in New York to complete some business deals and to visit my New York law offices. The New York office handles all our east coast clients and international clients. When in New York I always drop by to check on the clients cases and on the staff. I decide to go to the law firm’s condo to have lunch and relax before going to the airport for my flight later.

I open the door and there is soft music and smells of food is coming from the kitchen. I walk into the kitchen my ex-wife Natalie is sitting on the counter dressed in loose fitting summer dress tied around her neck. I walk over to her placing my hands on her waist and leaning to kiss her, “I’m so fucking horny,” Natalie whispers into my warm, wet mouth, “do me now.” I kiss her neck, her smile was full as she feels the brush of my lips on her skin causing goose bumps.She tilted her head and the kisses trailed, as hot as the weather outside What do you think you’re doing?”, She asks innocently. Just working on dessert”, was my reply, in between nibbles. Hot lips continued to work on the right side of her neck while a hand on her left side moved inside her dress top and onto her breasts. She was pinned against the cabinet so there was no where for her to go.
The kisses were blazing hot trailing on her neck venturing to the left side when suddenly she felt another hand reach underneath her skirt to roam”You know, dessert sounds pretty good right now”, She said. She put her hands on my chest I lifted her off the counter and bent her back over the sink in a hot kiss. She lost all thought as she felt my tongue probing her mouth. Before she knew it, my hands were on her chest. I kissed her deeply, my tongue first pressing against her inviting lips, then exploring her mouth. Her tongue began dancing with mine, and she moaned deeply “OOOOOOHHHHHhhhhhh!”. It was obvious that she liked my kiss. The kiss ended, and I smiled into her eyes again. “Open your dress. I want to see your tits.” Natalie fumbled briefly reaching behind her neck to untie her dress, then paused. I was massaging her pussy under her skirt. Her body began to sway to the movement of my fingers.

I continued stroking her pussy, massaging her inflamed flesh slowly, sensuously, teasing her passion, my finger tracing her slit. I looked deeply into her eyes, smiled, and kissed her again. The kiss was terribly delicious. It took her breath away and her resistance dissolved with that breath. My tongue searched her mouth like a ravaging snake. There was no doubt in either of their minds that she was mine to do with as I pleased.

She couldn’t help herself. She didn’t want to help herself. Her fingers flew as she unzipped her dress letting it drop on the floor, She arched her back proudly. Her tits burst into the open like prisoners escaping to freedom. I gazed hungrily at her shapely mounds., each globe was formed into a work of beauty, sculpted around her rosette nipples. Her erect nipples, protruded shamelessly awaiting my attention. It seemed as if her nipples were begging for my mouth to suck them.

My right hand cupped her left breast, lefting and massaging the voluptuous mound. I bent my head close, and began kissing her under her ear. My tongue made small hot-cold circles along the side of her neck.