NightCap

Morgan had not been out in a long time with her old friends, this was the first time. Tonight it was her friend’s annual get together. They had decided to go to the Silver Fox steak house, there was a nice romantic bar there, and she could not miss it for anything. They had been planning this for a looong time. Morgan was looking to service her neglected sexual needs this evening.

Morgan had dressed for the night, short blue dress with a plunging neck line, dark pantyhose only, no panties and heels to draw attention to her long shapely legs. Morgan was sitting in the bar waiting for friends to arrive. She notice me sitting in a corner booth at the back of the bar. She was curious and intriged, I was dressed in a dark suit, my salt and peper hair neatly trimmed, rugged facial features, muscular build, and she gussed my age to be about 54.

She asked the bartender to send me a drink, she also asked him he knew I was. The bartender told her I was part owner of the restaurant, a wealthy lawyer and business mogul, and a player. She turned looking at me and smiled as the drink was delivered. I nodded and smiled. The evening had gone brilliantly, Morgan and her friends had drunk quite a lot of wine and cocktails and heads were defintely spinning. Most of the women had dressed similarly to Morgan. The short skirts and sexy blouses had the men at the Silver Fox buying drinks and getting closer then they should.

At the end of the night, the lights in the club came back on and people leaving. Morgan had enjoyed the night and was looking to just get home and sleep because she had work tomorrow. I stepped into the light and said, ” Thank you for the drink, I thought maybe you’d join for a nightcap. Morgan smiled and replied, ” I need to get home, I have to work tomorrow.”

My name is John, ” nice to meet you” I’m Morgan she replied. ” It would be a pleasure to have such a beautiful lady join me for a nightcap. I will have one of the staff here drive your car to your place. Join me at my penthouse and I have my driver take you home.” I said.

As we entered my penthouse, before she knew what was happening, I pulled Morgan close to me and kissed her fully on the lips. Morgan responded in kind, her tongue fighting mine for supremacy. I broke the lustful encounter long enough to close and lock the door.

I guide Morgan to the balcony, standing behind Morgan, I slowly unzip her dress then sliding it off her shoulders, my firm hands massaging her arms and breasts into relaxation. As the garments fall away….the natural ease of my touch makes her weak in the knees. I place her hands on the railing, just waist high, feeling more stable, she again relaxs to my caress, her skin tingling as the unfamiliar sensation of soft silk cloth begins to slide down her back… she inhales sharply as she feels the soft material brush across her nipples, her nipples respond immediately becoming hard.

Morgan is so enraptured by the sensation on her nipples, she fails to notice I had gently ripped the crotch of her pantyhose, and am now sliding her feet apart, as she feels my hardness press into her from behind. ” Oh My God!” she feels a little knot nestled into her clit. I move the knot a little pulling it deeper into the cleft of her, which is getting moist with desire, and turning her on immensely.

My touch surprises her, first to her cheek, then caressing her right thigh; it’s as if I’m everywhere at once, hands, lips gliding unchecked along her soft skin….an ‘everywhere a massage’, heighteningher sensitivity as I lighten my touch to a whisper, as she stretchs backwards straining for my touch.

She becomes aware that my attention has transferred to her feet, her feet are slowly parting til they come to rest aganist a table leg on each side… shuddering, as she feels both dangerouslyand deliciously exposed, with her legs well spread and her sweet pussy lips starting to put open with desire….I kneel before her, the sweet aroma of her desire flaring my nostrils as I kiss gentle from one knee cap up to her mound, and down to the other….pausing ever longer with each pass, my tongue dwelling just above her clitoris for what seems like an eternity….

Then suddenly, with a low growl, ” ggggrrrrrr…gggggrrrrr.” I bite into her pantyhose tearing it wider, exposing her sweet pussy to the cool night air – then she feels my warm breath between her legs, and shivers as the tip my tongue slides gently over the base of her vagina, exploring from side to side, as I work my way up through her lips…as my tongue reaches her swollen tender clit it abrutly slides to the side of her pink hood, swirls across the top, nad descends again in waves, plunging a little deeper into her sweet essence with each slide.

Eagerly drawing the sweet nectar from her with my hungry mouth, she shivers and shakes with the first waves orgasms… she moans ” oooooooohhhhhhh….ooooooooohhhhhh…oooohhhhh.” my rhythm never changes, my tongue is dancing slowly up and across her clit, slaloming down again, no minute portion of her sweet pussy is lacking, the thorough attention of my tongue…her shuddering orgasms have pumped my veined hard cock to its limit, the swollen helmet erect and proud, straining for her soft wetness…

As I embrace her, pulling her aganist me, she relaxes as the warmth of my chest presses aganist her exposed back.