♪ I'm the one who can make you feel so good

This is harassment!
Anyone who knows me will know that I love a chubby woman full of sensuality and attitude, whose erotic power can captivate any man. And anyone who also knows me knows that I'm not in the habit of seeking sex with married women because obviously it could lead to huge and inevitable problems; but recently I found myself in a situation where this involvement has become unavoidable and irrefutable, forcing me to reconsider my last position.
Suzana is a young woman who works in the same place as I do; we always get along very well, and usually she would come to me with questions about work routines, which I gladly helped her with. I confess that because of being married and having a small daughter (around seven years old), I had no more libidinous interest in her than Susanna did. Although Susan was a beautiful chubby girl with big buttocks and generous breasts, bright eyes and thin lips always half-opened like asking for kisses.
There were moments when she would come to my table and bend over me, drawing my attention to the delightful smell of her subtle perfume and her shapes very close to my touch.
One day she came to me with the news that she had received an invitation for a position as Branch Manager, one of great responsibility and enormous hardship. She could not conceal her anxiety but also her apprehension about accepting this assignment.
Sitting at a table in the nearby cafeteria, Suzanne confided to me that she was very afraid of accepting an appointment because she didn't feel sufficiently capable of responding by driving.
At one point I took her hands in mine, leaving her surprised and unresponsive; I fixed my gaze upon her and told her firmly that she should fear nothing because life is responsible for giving us the cold as well as a blanket, and if ever she needed me she could rely on me completely. Susanna was relieved of shock by my gesture, smiled and shook her head to thank me for my support. We parted our hands and finished our drinks.
The following week, Suzanne was appointed to the directorate of the branch next door. In those early days she tried to carry on with her work and dedication alone; but it did not take long before she came to me for help, and I cooperated as much as possible by clarifying doubts or situations.
Everything was going smoothly, no surprises until the day when she came to me with an air of concern. Her eyes were elusive and her expression indicated great apprehension. I asked if it was a serious matter, and she merely shook her head in affirmation. I took her by the hand and we left the building heading for that same café where we used to go. After ordering our drinks, I faced her seriously and asked what had happened.
An employee called me "hot". She could barely speak because of her tremendous nervousness.
I asked, surprised.
- What do you mean, that's all?
-Well, Suzana <unk> I resumed calmly <unk> It would be harassment if there was a power relationship where he is your superior ..., but in that case this does not occur; and even if it were possible for him to harass you by means of threat or blackmailing, he would have to keep with himself some element which could put her under his psychological domination ... Does that exist?
Suzana shook her head in denial; I controlled myself not to laugh at this unusual situation, resuming the conversation by directing it so that he would pay attention, including a warning that if the joke happened again it would imply formal complaint or transfer.
- Do you think I'm hot?
-Of course I do! <unk>I replied immediately <unk>l think you're a very nice woman, but that doesn't matter...
She wanted to know, projecting her body on the table.
I answered with a little irritation because you're married!
She insisted on knowing, fixing her gaze upon mine.
"What do you mean, just for that?" I asked in surprise.
"Even so, would you fuck me?" she asked in an insinuating tone.
I wasn't able to answer right away, worried that my response might cause irreparable damage in our relationship. But her gaze and posture indicating she was really waiting for a demonstration from me led them into one strong statement:
Of course I would fuck you. You're young, beautiful and very hot!
Now it was Suzanne's turn to be silent, causing me great discomfort. I could think of nothing but the hypothesis that my statement might end our relationship. It came as a complete surprise when I received her gesture in holding my hand between hers; a shiver ran through all my skin and made me feel dominated by her.
- If what you said is true <unk> she went on in a soft, insinuating tone <unk> What are we waiting for? Come fuck me ..., come!
Not knowing how to react, I set aside all the rationality that this moment demanded, paid my bill, took her by the hand and drove out of there with Suzana in tow. Already inside my car nothing was said... just silence from two anxious people.
When I parked my car at the door of a nearby luxury motel and asked for a suite, when the receptionist requested documents Suzana's eyes were trying to communicate with my attitude; she took out her document from the small wallet in her hands and handed it to me.
And as soon as the garage door had closed and we were clutching each other breathing in a warm, wet, pretentious kiss I felt her breasts over my clothes and could feel those hard nipples that seemed to beg for male affection.
She opened the sleeve of my trousers, searching frantically for my cock which she found hard and swollen; she put it out, massaging it firmly; Suzanne was no joke because in a moment I saw her kneeling before me, sucking on the roll while clenching her buttocks to take me off control.
I stroked her hair and pretended that her mouth was a gag, punching my dick all the way to its bottom - an action well-received by my partner who seemed "dry" for quite some time.
Suzanne was so excited that she got rid of her clothes in a flash, leaving me ecstatic at the sight of her naked body. She walked over to my side and helped herself undress. I fell flat on her delicious breasts, sucking and licking those hard nipples while squeezing her boobs feeling their texture and making my partner feel absolutely hot.
I'd lick those breasts all afternoon, but Suzanne had other more appetizing ideas; she threw herself on the bed and begged with a hoarse voice: "Come suck my little kiss ..., it is very tasty!" As I never refuse an invitation, especially of this kind, I jumped between these thick thighs and started to suck and lick her cricket that looked like a small pinto.
Suzanne could not resist my oral harassment, moaning and screaming horny cries; it didn't take much effort for her to make fun of me in my mouth as she writhed and groaned loudly. 'Oh! How delicious!' She stammered with some difficulty: 'You are all I expected! What a handsome male!'"
After many orgasms, Suzanne, who was under the control of my mouth, begged me to fuck her. "Fuck you", she pleaded. "Fill up your little pussy with that big hard cock!" I climbed on top and didn't even need a scope because my dick slipped into her vagina, making my partner scream uncontrollably in satisfaction.
I initiated pelvic movements back and forth in a measured, continuous cadence that caused my partner to experience intense pleasure. Gradually the speed of movement increased as my mouth gnawed at her nipples within reach; Suzana could not hold herself any longer, groaning uncontrollably while orgasms came one after another causing her unique ecstasy.
After a long time, I realized that Suzanne was almost fainting. She felt her body soften under the male's harassment.
Without removing the scroll from inside her, I paused my movements and allowed some energy to be recovered; we rubbed our sweaty bodies together, said provocative phrases, laughed at our own hard-on and tasted of our licorice-laden kisses.
"Are you very tired?" I asked, looking into those eyes that were bright and yet full of great desire.
- Tired <unk> she asked in a joking tone <unk> No way ..., by the way, do you know what I'm waiting for?
- No, I don't know. I replied by rehearsing a non-existent indifference.
"Fuck you in my ass". Suzana said flatteringly.
Even taken by a huge disconcerting surprise, I smiled at her and pulled out the roll requiring that she stand on all fours; Suzanne obeyed without arguing, and as soon as she took up position, I stood behind her separating my beautiful buttocks from hers and burying my tongue in its twinkling horny little hole.
She rolled like a madwoman, and as soon as I felt the moment, I took it in stride, demanded that she hold her own buttocks apart for me; spat on my stick, leaving him limp. Holding my partner by the waist, I tightened the glans which broke through the initial resistance without much difficulty. And the next minute I was stocking Suzanne's ribbon with vigorous fast movements.
Again and again I sought her little sketch with one hand, fingering the clitoris until she experienced a sense of continuous mockery in both holes. And there was another sequence of such profound mocking that Suzana could no longer say anything but sighed and breathed out gasping for air almost without strength.
It was in this climate that I screamed, ejaculating inside her; you could feel the jets emptying my dick into your bowels; Suzanne rolled and twisted celebrating the burden I poured out within her.
Sometime later, Suzana ran into the box and a shower noise confirmed that she needed to take a bath in order to regain her energy. I took advantage of this opportunity and went inside with her and after much scrubbing we ended up fucking her glued to the wall while hot water flowed through our bodies.
-You're very hot, my hard-on <unk> she stated between one orgasm and another <unk> So ..., it was worth ...
- It was worth what I asked very curious.
-Is it worth me harassing you? she replied laughing, while attacking my roll with her ass.
We both laughed a lot, taking the time to fuck until I had fun again. From that day onwards Suzana would come and harass me whenever she could ..., sometimes I avoid thinking about her husband's horn ... but you know how it is..., flesh is weak!