Cyntil8ing Long Hours
My Stories
With Partners
By Rick
By Troy
By Tammy
About Me

Chapter 1 By Cindy

"Aww, come on woman!" he whined, "It's almost midnight. You've had my old ass sitting at this keyboard for 6 straight hours. If I don't get home soon, I'm going to find my stuff scattered all over the lawn. Last week, I promised no more really late nights. And we've been here 'til at least 11 every night since then."

"I know Troy," I said in my most soothing voice, "I'm wiped too. Besides, I think my ear is about to fall off from trying to hold this damn phone. The first thing I'm doing tomorrow is getting a good speakerphone. OK, I promise, 10 more minutes, and we wrap it up for the night. And if you're real good, I may even give you tomorrow night off."

I heard him laugh. "Yeah," he said, "that's because I told you 3 weeks ago that no matter what you had for me, I was taking the weekend off, and the project would have to wait until Monday. Remember? I told you to staple it to your forehead so you wouldn't forget."

"Oh yeah, I did forget. Sorry," I said as I tilted my head left and right, trying to work the kinks out of my neck. "What are ya doing? Got big plans?"

"I'm not really sure. When Marcy started having problems with all the weird hours, I booked a hotel for the weekend. I was going to surprise her. But now, things are so strained, I don't even know if she'll go."

"Of course she will," I assured him. "What woman in her right mind would turn down a romantic weekend?"

"I don't know," he said doubtfully, "I haven't talked to her in 2 days. And she hasn't even left me notes asking me to do stuff."

"Well, here's what ya do," I told him. "Tomorrow morning, get up when she does, and drive her to work. Tell her you need to get the car fixed or something. Then, pack bags for both of you, and have them in the car when you pick her up in the evening. And don't forget the flowers lying on the front seat! Give her a big kiss, a big apology, and tell her your plans."

"But what if she won't go for it?"

"How could she not? If she hesitates, just drop down into that sexy voice you have, and tell her all the delicious things you'd like to do to her body for hours and hours."

He laughed. "What sexy voice is that? She certainly doesn't seem too impressed with it. "

"Oh, that's just because you usually talk to her about boring, old married folks stuff. Run your tongue up her neck while you whisper in her ear that you want to lick her clit until she begs you to stop."

There was stunned silence on the other end of the phone. While we usually spend at least an hour a day on the phone, we hardly ever crossed the line of the proper business relationship. Hell, I didn't know he was married until a few weeks ago. I had no idea if he had children. The silence lengthened, and I was just about to apologize when I heard,

"You mean like, 'Oh darling. The taste of your sweet pussy drives me crazy with desire, and I want to lick and suck you until you can't stand any more'?"

Now it was my turn to lapse into silence. Perhaps it was because I was so lonely and horny, but hearing those words and the tone of voice he used to say them sent a jolt through my body. I unconsciously squirmed in my chair.

Without even thinking about it, I said, "Yes, exactly. And then she would answer, 'Oh baby, I love the feel of your lips and tongue on me, and in me.' Then she wouldn't be able to help herself. She'd have to reach over and run her hand up your thigh and across the bulge in your pants."

I heard him take a long breath and almost whisper, "You mean like the one that you've put there right now?"

Well, there it was. It was decision making time. I thought about it for a moment or two, and then said ..........

Chapter 2 By Troy

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that. I'm glad to hear that I'm not the only one that's horny tonight. My pussy is so wet I can't sit still." Cindy said in a sexy, sultry voice I hadn't heard before.

I felt a little uneasy with where we were going, and not quite sure how we got started, but I was excited all the same. Too excited to stop myself. I was surprised that I wanted to tell her these things. It was well after business hours here, and a quick calculation told me that Cindy would be alone in her office too, so I figured "what the hell".

"Just thinking about your pussy is turning me on so much, Cindy. I love the feel of a woman's wet pussy; so smooth, so slippery, so hot! I love the way it grips my finger as I slide it in. I love the wet sounds I hear as it moves in and out, round and round."

I heard a soft moan in the telephone and it aroused me even more.

"Oh, God, Troy. I've never been so excited thinking about making love to a man I've never met."

"I know the feeling! I want to lick you, Cindy, run my tongue up and down your pussy, let it slide into you as deeply as I can, then kiss and lick your clit till you can't stand any more."

I heard a smile as she told me "That wouldn't be long! Not nearly long enough. Hang on a sec."

I heard her set the phone down, then rustling sounds. "I just took my panty hose and panties off. You should see my pussy Troy, it's on fire! It feels so hot when I touch it. Umm. But so, so good."

"Sit back Cindy, put your feet on your desk and imagine my lips on the inside of your knee. My hands are rubbing your thighs in long, light strokes."

Another moan.

"My tongue is sliding up your right thigh. Mmmm, I can smell your excitement. I'm licking the crease at the base of your leg, up and down. Now I'm kissing my way across to the other leg, pausing just long enough to gently kiss your clit."

"Oh God, yes, that feels so good." I could barely hear her, the telephone obviously fallen away from her lips.

"My tongue touches your clit and I can feel you jump. I slide it down your puffy lips and back up again. Round and round, varying my touch from firm to barely felt.

"I see a drop of pearly white leaking from you and I lick it. Oh, that's so good! I moisten a finger in the reformed drops and slowly push it into you. One knuckle, two knuckles. My entire finger is in and as I fuck you with it, I return to your sensitive clit with my tongue."

The heavy breathing and moans I heard were almost constant now.

"I'm sucking your clit into my mouth and ever so gently, let my teeth scrape across it.

The moaning was louder.

"I can feel your orgasm coming, Cindy. I'm flicking my tongue across the tip of your clit and I can feel your pussy clamping down on my finger. Cum for me, baby. That's it!"

"I'm cumming. UGH! Oh GOD Troy, I'm cumming!"

Chapter 3 By Cindy

My whole body jumped and quivered as the first orgasm I'd had in a long time washed over it. God, it felt so good. Without a second thought, I picked up where he left off.

"Oh Troy, I adore the way you lick my pussy. But God, I want you inside me now! I want you to fuck me Troy. Will you fuck me?"

He moaned, "Oh Cindy, yes baby, yes, I want to fuck you."

"Mmmm, Troy, I'm getting up and moving over to the edge of my desk. I'm looking into your eyes as I slowly sit down on the edge. Mmmm, you're moving between my outspread thighs. God, your cock is so hard it's throbbing. The tip is so shiny with the precum that's leaking from you. I can't stand it. I have to taste it. I reach my fingertip out and circle the head of your cock. Flicking over the tip, I scoop up the drop that's formed and bring my finger to my lips.

"Oh Troy. Mmmm, you taste so good! My finger again reaches out, but this time to your face, where I run my finger over your chin, which is still glistening with my juices. Again, my finger returns to my lips, and my tongue flicks out to taste it. Mmmm, I taste good too. Spreading the rest of my juices over my lips, I pull you toward me. Your lips meet mine in a fierce, passionate, fiery kiss. My tongue snaking into your mouth to meet yours. I suck it into my mouth like a mini-cock."

I closed my eyes as I heard Troy moan. I could hear the squeaking of his desk chair. I could picture him so clearly. Leaning back in his chair, the phone tucked under his chin. One hand tugging on his balls as his other hand stroked his cock. Just the image fired my desires again, and again my hand dropped between my thighs.

"Oh, I love the way you kiss me. But you're torturing me. I want your hard cock inside me. Right now Troy. Give me it right now. I reach down for your cock, and stroke it up and down my pussy, getting it all nice and wet and slippery. My knees hold your sides, and as I slide your cock down to my opening, I tighten my knees against you, and pull you in. I'm so wet that in one stroke, you're in all the way, and I can feel your balls tickling my ass. Oh God, it feels so good"

My fingers were a blur, sliding in and out of my pussy. The wet sounds filled the air, and I was sure he can hear them. Again, he moaned, the squeaking of his chair keeping time with my thrusting fingers.

"Oooh yes. Yes baby, that's the way I like it. Slam that cock into me. Hard. Fast. Oh God, yes. Oh, I want to feel you cum Troy. I want to hear you cum. Cum for me!"

His breathing, which was heavy and irregular, immediately turned into gasps and moans. Louder and louder they got, almost hurting my ears, until in one final strangled cry, I heard him shout "Oh yes Cindy, yes, I'm cumming. Oh God!"

We sat for a moment, waiting for breath to return before we could speak. His sighs of contentment were one of the sexiest sounds I had ever heard.

Finally, after a moment or two, we both begin to recover, and I think we both realized what had just happened. And at the exact same time, we both said .....

Chapter 4 By Troy

"Oh God! What happened?"

My heart was still racing as I reached for the tissues to clean myself off. I didn't know if I should apologize to Cindy or thank her. I hadn't felt anything so erotic, so sensual before in my life. Listening to her words, her moans of pleasure and the delicious sounds of her fingers sliding in and out of her! Imagining I WAS fucking her! It was ALMOST too intense. I heard an embarrassed cough on the other end of the line and decided to see what she thought.

"I don't know, but I sure enjoyed it." I probed.

"Me too. I can't believe it happened though! I've never done anything like that before." Cindy admitted. I could hear the blush in her voice.

"Neither have I. I guess it was the long hours. Or the wonderful company . . . or both."

"Perhaps. But now what?" she asked in a quiet voice.

I thought about that for a minute. "I don't want to pretend it didn't happen, that's for sure. Let's think about it over the weekend, and see what happens Monday night." I suggested.

"OK. By the way, when is it that you're supposed to come out here so we can finish this project?" She asked, with just a hint of smile.

"Two weeks from Monday I'll be in the office," I said, holding my breath and trying hard not to read anything into her question. "but I'll be flying in the Saturday before probably. Why?"

"Oh, just wondering!" she beamed. "Enjoy the weekend, I'll talk to you on Monday."

Copyright, 1995 - 2006 by Cindy. Not to be used without express permission.