Political Journalist

Chris and I are good friends. I have not seen her for two years. Chris is 42 years old. She lives in New York. She works as a political journalist in major network. I’m 5″7 and I weigh 120 pounds. My breasts aren’t very big, mid-B, I have nicely formed butt, though. At the moment I’m alone, I’ve been engaged twice but never been married.

In her job she has to wear certain clothes – white blouse and black skirt mid thigh together with black heels. So everyday I’m dressed exactly like that. Her company’s office is in the very heart of New York but she is living on the outskirts of the city because She likes fresher air than it is in the centre. She has a car – BMW in colour of champagne in which she drives to her job everyday.
One cloudy Friday morning she woke up and did her usual morning things – went to shower, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth and so on. Then she took black lacy panties and white lacy bra. Over them she put her usual blouse and skirt. She put on her heels, took her purse and went out of her house. She locked the door and went to her car. She opened it, got in and started it. It coughed but didn’t start. She tried again but it didn’t seem to work. After some more tries (which became increasingly more desperate. Her phone rang, she answered it. ” Hi Chris, I’m in New York today on business. How about getting together for lunch or dinner.” I said. ” Great John. Can you give me a ride to work my car won’t start.” She answered. ” Sure, the limo will be there in ten minutes. Call me later.” I said.

She was getting ready, and I just watched her undress in the bathroom. I am obsessed with her panties, and watching her take her pretty black lacy panties off that she had worn all day got me hard. I admired her beautiful body, her hairless pussy, and her tight little ass. She has sexy natural tits, size 34b, GOD I wanted her so bad. I wanted to throw her on the bed and fuck the hell out of her. She got into the shower and the water was running, I had already showered and was ready for the evening. I walked into the bathroom, and grabbed her dirty black panties, I smelled them and the aroma was strong. Her pussy smells so good, I just wanted to beat off in those panties. She got out of the shower, and I walked up behind her and wrapped my hands around her, grabbing both tits, and rubbing my cock up against her ass. I have done this to her many times, and normally this was returned with a little love of her own.
She said, “Let me go, don’t think your getting any tonight.” She was cold as ever. I walked out as she got dressed, and I went out to the limo. I started thinking about how to fuck her, should I put something in her drink, should I just get drunk, and rape her when we get home and blame it on the alcohol. Fuck no, that bitch deserves a good old rape. I was hard about the thought of planning how to rape her.. When she walked out to the limo. I could not help but stare at how beautiful she was, she had on a short denim jean skirt, that showed off her slender legs so nicely. She had on a pair of sandals, and her toes looked so sexy, I could suck on them right now. She was wearing a purple low cut tank top sweater that showed a lot of her cleavage. She had her hair down, and it is shoulder length. She has brown hair, and brown eyes, but she wears colored contact lens, and tonight she had green eyes. I opened the door for her and she bent down, of course teasing me and allowed me to see her purple thong.