THE BOSS'S DAUGHTER

The first thirty-two years of Mark Sullivan's life had not come easy. Whether personally or professionally, Mark had to work - and work hard - to make things happen.

Over time, Mark didn't view this as anything other than normal, and so he accepted what came his way with an innate understanding that somehow he had earned it.

So, imagine his surprise when the sexy twenty-two year old intern named Rachael Bannister - who coincidentally happened to be his boss's daughter - walked into his office during the third week of October and began stripping off her clothes.

Several weeks prior, just after Rachael had begun her internship, he had hooked up with her after spending several hours together drinking during the weekly Friday evening happy hour his team engaged in. Those were always a fun time and Rachael had been immediately invited and accepted by the team.

While that initial sexual experience had been great for both of them, they had each been so inebriated that their memory of the event was hazy and incomplete. Neither Mark nor Rachael had definite recollections about what had happened - except that they had fucked.

As they worked in a call center environment within a very prestigious corporation in Plano, Texas - north of Dallas - neither Mark nor Rachael were in a position to pursue anything further, especially considering her father determined Mark's professional fate.

And, in the era of #metoo, Mark had to be particularly careful about how he acted and what he said in the work environment. Being assertive, or even mildly suggestive, toward female colleagues could be perceived in an inappropriate way. Since Rachael reported to him, and he reported to her father, Mark had to be even more careful.

Although, honestly, there had never really been any opportunity for them to pursue anything further. In fact, on most days they barely saw each other.

However, as this particular day was winding down, and team members quietly and quickly left for the day, it was only Mark and Rachael left in their little corner of the world.

The digital clock on the wall displayed 5:43pm as Mark sat at his desk finishing some paperwork and organizing his notes from a meeting he had attended that afternoon. That was when Rachael walked in and closed the door behind her.

She stood about five feet four inches in height, had short, dirty blond hair and pale blue eyes that sparkled radiantly when she smiled. Racheal had a small chest but, from what Mark could remember, they were each a perfect little handful.

As someone who was ten years older, Mark never expected anything to materialize despite the fact that he found her attractive. There were always a number of attractive young interns running around, or newly hired employees fresh out of college, running around the company.

But, in addition to her petite physical attractiveness, Rachael possessed a sharp mind and a bubbly personality that only complimented her overall sexiness. She also had a rather infectious laugh that was captivating -- qualities she seemed to have inherited from her dad. No wonder he was the district manager.

Still, Mark had no reason to expect anything would develop between the two of them. But everything changed at that happy hour when they talked at length and realized they shared much in common.

And, it quickly became obvious that Rachael found Mark attractive too, which is probably why they ended that night back at Mark's apartment with Rachael on her knees sucking his pole until he busted a nut inside her mouth.

With hardly any effort at all, Mark had scored with a young, attractive woman and, upon initial thought, the opportunities seemed endless. But, aside from that one night, Mark and Rachael had kept things platonic and cordial. They were professional.

Which, again, is why Mark was absolutely stunned when Rachael walked into his office, turned and locked his door and shut off the lights.

As he looked up, Rachael was twirling the rod that closed his blinds, darkening the office even more but ensuring complete privacy should anyone happen to walk by.

"I want you to fuck me Mark," she whispered out loud, removing her fluffy light pink sweater.

Reaching behind her, Rachael unclipped the black silk bra she was wearing to let it slide down her arms and expose her chest.

Despite the fact that Mark's cock was crawling down his leg and his heart started racing, he didn't want to take any unnecessary risks. Although, as Rachael slipped out of her pumps and unzipped her pants he increasingly found that he didn't give a fuck about anything else.

"Let's go," he said, standing up and untucking his crisp white dress shirt.

Rachael beamed at him, full of fun and mischief. "I've wanted you for several weeks and I'm tired of waiting and being professional." She slithered out of her pants, kicked them aside, and yanked down her green silk panties to reveal a nicely shaved pussy. She was now completely naked and walking toward him.

When she approached, Rachael lifted herself up on her tiptoes to kiss him passionately on the mouth, wrapping him with her naked body. She could feel his hardness pressing into her, which only made her want him more.

From the moment Rachael first laid eyes on Mark she wanted him. Of course, as a young, twenty-two year old she was constantly horny and almost always surrounded by sex.

Working at the same company where her father was a member of upper management presented many opportunities, but also many challenges. There were a number of handsome and eligible men around, but she had her sights set on Mark and was determined to make something happen.

He had a slim build and the warmest, kindest eyes she had ever seen. Mark stood over six feet tall, had dark brown hair and was always well put together and groomed. It was no wonder that many of the young women in the call center found him attractive. This was all the more reason she wanted to fuck him.

She had absolutely loved their first encounter, swallowing his cock and drinking his semen before Mark fucked her twice. It had been wonderful and something she was eager to repeat.

After several weeks of playing nice and being respectful, Rachael's pussy yearned for Mark. She had decided just that very morning on the drive into work that she wasn't leaving that day before she felt his hard meat inside of her again.

Reaching up, Rachael unbuttoned and peeled off Mark's shirt before running her hands over his smooth, slim chest. She was so wet her juices were practically dripping from her cunt but she wanted to savor every second she had with him.

When his shirt fell to the floor, Rachael unbuckled his pants and slid them down before wrapping her right leg around him. She pulled him tightly into her while she opened her mouth and slipped her wet tongue inside of his.

Mark tightened his squeeze on her as his hands glided across her bare back and down to her tight little ass. He gripped it hard with both hands, one on each ass cheek, and Rachael audibly gasped with delight.

"I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you," he whispered.

"Yes, you are!" she announced with breathless anticipation, smiling broadly at him.

Picking up her light frame, Mark sat Rachael down on his desk as she spread her legs wide for him. Her pussy was nicely shaved and her thick labia slowly spread apart in anticipation.

Standing in between her legs, Mark yanked down his boxers exposing a big, hard dick pointed straight out. He took a step forward and thrust his cock inside her waiting hole as Rachael cried out.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Rachael reached out and pulled Mark into her as she lifted her legs in the air and he began humping back and forth. "Mmmm...that feels so good, Mark. YOU feel so good!"

Looking out across his dark office, it turned Mark on to see Rachael's clothes scattered about the floor. She was so fucking hot - and so fucking horny. He almost couldn't believe this was happening.

Every girl he had been with before had always been a chore. He had to work hard, do the right things and say the right things in order to get laid. But not with Rachael. She wanted it every bit as much as he did and thinking about that caused Mark to pump her pussy even harder as she squirmed underneath him.

While he thrust his hips, slamming his hard dick inside of her, Mark grabbed at Rachael's small tits as they jiggled back and forth.

"Yeah - squeeze my tits! Come on, Mark. Feel me all over." Rachael reached down and started to vigorously rub on her clit as Mark continued ramming into her while pawing at her breasts.

As their hips smacked together in a loud and family rhythm, Rachael could feel the pressure building inside her. She was going to cum quickly this time, and she needed that release.

Reaching her arms around, she grabbed at Mark's ass as it pumped back and forth, feeling his manhood penetrate her wet hole. Did anything ever feel as good as this?

She had fucked a number of guys in her life, especially in college. Hell, college was made for getting laid. But, none of those guys did to her body what Mark did. He smelled great, he looked great and he felt un-fucking-believable. It was like his cock was made especially for her pussy - a natural fit.

Rachael gripped his ass with her left hand as her right hand slid up and over Mark's smooth abdomen and chest. Christ, she loved to feel him, especially as he fucked her. A light, glistening perspiration covered him as he worked up a sweat.

Her pussy ached for Mark as he slid and slipped his stiff dick inside her. The inner lining of her vagina was so moist it squeaked and squelched with every pump he made.

"Oh, my God...you're gonna make me cum." Rachael tilted her head back and opened her body to Mark as much as she was able. "Mmmm...oh, that's it. Fuck me Mark. Make me cum baby. Yeah...oh, yeah...that's it. Don't stop!"

The inside of Rachael's pussy soon exploded in ecstasy as she screamed out, totally forgetting she was getting fucked butt-ass naked on Mark's desk inside his office and just down the aisle from her father's. Holding him by his shoulders, Rachael bucked her ass up and down in rhythm to Mark's movements and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

The feeling of her pussy grinding against his dick was incredible - a very new sensation he had never experienced before. All at once he pulled out as his stiff prick erupted with gobs of white man-juice that splattered all over Rachael's tummy and chest.

Rachael's eyes flew open as he shot his load. "Ooooh...hell yeah! Look at all that spunk! Fucking jerk it - cover me with your cum, Mark!" She watched mesmerized as spurt after spurt of jizz shot out the end of Mark's penis, excited to see his mess spill across her body.

When he was done, Mark shook his cock a few times before exhaling deeply. He looked down as Rachael scooped some of his semen with an index finger and licked it up. He had no wish to end this remarkable interlude but the realization of where they were - and how they were - took over his immediate thoughts.

"I hate to end this but we should really get dressed. I don't know how I'd explain any of this if someone should come in, like housekeeping or - your father!"

As he backed up, Rachael reached out with her right hand and felt his limp penis - gave it a little squeeze - then sat up on his desk before leaping down. "I can't get enough of that thing. I don't know what it is about you Mark, but just looking at you I get wet."

"Then maybe you should drop by my place later." He yanked up his boxer shorts and bent down to retrieve his pants.

Rachael started walking around the office retrieving her scattered clothes while wiping semen off with some tissues from a box he kept at the corner of his desk. "I'll be there!" she answered enthusiastically, bending down to grab her bra.

When they were both dressed, Rachael walked back over to Mark's desk and stood in front of him. She lifted herself up again and kissed him passionately on the mouth. Mark wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace as their mouths opened and tongues danced together.

Mark had dated a number of people in his life, a few of them quite seriously, but he had never connected so quickly and so easily with someone else, particularly on a sexual level. This was a whole new experience for him and so far he was enjoying every minute of it.

For Rachael, the opportunities to date had been much less but she had certainly had her share of sex. Most of it had been ok - nothing great. It was always fun no matter if it was with a girl or a guy. But Mark did something to her that she couldn't quite explain, something quite new for her as well. All she knew was that she wanted more of it. Much more of it.

As they walked out to the parking lot together, first making sure Rachael's father was nowhere to be seen -- apparently, he had already left for the day as well, thank God - Mark informed Rachael with a chuckle that he had a rather strict policy regarding his apartment.

"Oh, what's that?" she inquired, turning to look at him with a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

"Clothing is not permitted at my place. Come naked or don't come at all." He stopped abruptly, surprised at his own brashness, and turned to see what her reaction would be.

"Hmmm. That's just the way I like it," Rachael replied with a twinkle in her eyes. Stepping forward, she lifted up and whispered in his ear. "I'll come naked...and then we'll both cum all night long."

She quickly turned on her heels and walked off, her panties already wet with anticipation as Mark started chubbing in his pants.

"Swing by around 7:00pm and I'll cook us some dinner," Mark called out as she made her way toward her car. She waved a hand in the air to acknowledge his comment before slipping into the front seat and shutting the door.

It was a glorious fall day with the leaves turning multiple shades of yellow and orange. Of course, being in Texas the sun was warm and the temperature was still in the seventies.

At five minutes to seven that evening, Rachael pulled into the parking lot of Mark's apartment complex and cut the engine. She was about to do something she had never dared to imagine, but she had thought of nothing else since she left work that afternoon. She had had just enough time to shower and change clothes before leaving.

Reaching into the backseat, Rachael retrieved a duffle bag filled with an extra set of clothes, a pouch for her cosmetics, plus her toothbrush and deodorant as she expected to spend the night at Mark's. Taking one last deep breath, she got out of the car and walked up to the outside door.

Standing for a couple seconds, working up her nerve, she finally pushed the little white button next to apartment number 7. Shortly, the intercom came on and she heard Mark's cheerful voice.

"Yes? Who's there?" he answered, then softly giggled as he knew full well who it was.

"Let me in. Then I'll let you in, and you can stay in all night," Rachael responded, her heart racing faster and faster.

"Ummm...do you remember my policy?" Mark inquired mischievously.

"Indeed I do!" she replied eagerly, knowing how surprised he would be.

"Then by all means - come on in." Mark hit the button sounding the buzzer that unlocked the outside door. Rachael pulled it open and walked in, excited to proceed with her plan.

Mark's apartment was the last one on the right up on the second floor, so Rachael took the stairs immediately in front of her and began to climb. When she made it to the second landing, Rachael looked down the long hallway in front of her and was relieved to see it empty.

She slipped out of her sneakers and peeled off her socks, quickly tossing them inside the duffle bag. As she slowly made her way down the long hall, carefully listening to any sound that might indicate a door opening, Rachael shimmied out of her pants and stuffed those in the bag too.

She couldn't believe she was doing this, but was also incredibly turned on about it as well. If anyone came out of their apartment she would be caught, but she was determined to go through with it.

Pulling the sweater over her head, Rachel then unclasped her bra with one hand and nervously slid it down her arms. She dropped both items in her bag before stopping in front of Mark's apartment door.

Once there, she yanked her red silk panties down in one, swift motion and added them to the bag where all her other clothes had been deposited. Standing outside his door completely naked, her heart racing faster than she could ever remember, Rachael knocked on Mark's door.

It seemed forever before she heard the bolt unlock and the door swung open. Mark stood in the entrance in boxers and a t-shirt as his eyes bulged out.

The vision that greeted Mark was unexpected and fucking gorgeous beyond description. His mouth dropped open but he was rendered speechless, although his cock did the talking for him as it grew quickly inside his boxer shorts.

Rachael leaned against his open door and spread her legs. "Which way do you want me?"

Finally, Mark found his voice. "Any fucking way you want!" He reached out and pulled Rachael into him as his hard dick poked into her abdomen. They kissed each other hard - tongues moving about quickly - eager and horny to fuck right there.

Stumbling backwards into his apartment, Mark kicked the door shut as Rachael tossed her bag to the side. He picked her up and she grabbed him tightly around the neck as her bare legs wrapped around his middle.

"I want you right now, Mark!" she demanded. "Fuck me. Fuck me right here. Please?"

Despite putting water on the stove to boil, Mark turned and lowered Rachael to the carpet. She reached out and yanked his boxer shorts off to let all seven inches of his hard cock bounce up in front of her.

He stood up quickly, leaned over and locked his apartment door, then peeled off his t-shirt.

Positioning himself over her naked body, Mark firmly spread Rachael's legs with his own and then rammed his stiff prick inside her wet hole in one swift motion.

Rachael screamed out with pleasure. "Oh, shit Mark! Yeah - that's it. Oh, my God," she called out as he started vigorously pumping back and forth. "Fuck me. Oh, yes! Fuck me baby. Fuck my pussy." She slid her hands all over his bare back, wanting to feel as much of him as she could.

Mark's rhythm quickened as he thrust his hips harder into her mound. "Jesus - you feel so good," he panted from above.

"Mmmm, so do you. And you make me so wet!" She looked up at him and their eyes locked as they smiled at each other. "I've thought of nothing else since this afternoon, Mark...you feel so good inside me."

Never had Mark been with anyone who talked so much, who seemed to enjoy talking during sex. It was just one more thing that turned him on about Rachael, and he pumped her pussy for all it was worth as she squirmed underneath him.

Spreading her legs as wide as they would go, Rachael moaned loudly on the floor. Everything felt so wonderful to her. And Mark's cock felt exceptional as it slipped in and out of her. She didn't want it to end.

When he pulled himself up a little further to strengthen his position, Rachael moved her right hand down and began rubbing her clit as Mark humped away. His balls smacked against her wet and sticky snatch.

"Oh, God, Mark - this is great. You're gonna make me cum." With her other hand, Rachael began to rub his chest. She pinched one of his nipples and ran a hand over his bare right shoulder, down the arm, then around to his tummy and up his chest again. "Mmmm...my God. Fuck me baby. Fuck me hard. Let me feel your cock inside my pussy."

Mark had endured just about all he could take and felt his rocket ready to launch. He pumped a couple more times then withdrew his wet prick from Rachael's hole. She slid up quickly and swallowed his dick just as it popped off.

"UGH! OH - fuck!" he screamed as his cock exploded inside Rachael's mouth. "Oh, man - ahhh."

Rachael sucked him clean, gulping down his seed while still rubbing her clit. She lifted her left leg and rammed two fingers into her wet snatch as she continued to suck on him. Within seconds, Rachael reached her own climax and she started to buck her hips in rhythm to her fingers.

"Oh, yeah - I'm cumming...I'm cumming...I'm cumming. Ohhhhh..." she rubbed her clit for all it was worth while staring up at Mark as he watched. A look of pained pleasure appeared on her face as Rachael's eyes squinted and her mouth flew open.

Shortly thereafter, with a final shudder of her body, Rachael collapsed backwards onto the thick carpet as Mark lowered himself next to her, his spent dick dangling off to one side.

"Mmmm...that was wonderful Mark. My God, you do things to my body nobody ever has." Rachael ran her hands down over her naked frame as Mark cupped one of her small breasts and thumbed a large, pink nipple. Leaning over, they shared a very long and tender kiss.

When it ended they cuddled together on the floor, taking comfort in each other and the warmth they provided.

After a little while, Mark stretched and got up. "Well," he began. "I've worked up quite an appetite. How about you?"

Lifting herself up to rest on her elbows, Rachael answered, "I've worked up quite an appetite for your dick. But, yes, I'm hungry too." She smiled radiantly up at him as he chuckled and walked off to the kitchen. "Don't get dressed. Let's eat naked so I can stare at your body."

"I was counting on it," he answered from the adjacent room. The pot of water Mark had initially started boiling on the stove had mostly evaporated, so he refilled it and placed it back on the burner. "I'm gonna make spaghetti, is that ok?"

"Mmmm - perfect." Rachael got off the carpet, retrieved her duffle bag and went to the bathroom to freshen up. When she returned, she walked up behind Mark's naked frame in the kitchen and pressed her nude body into his.

Her hands wrapped around him and began to slide over his exposed body. She absolutely loved the feel of him and her hands glided down to rest on his hips as she began to kiss his back all over.

Fifteen minutes later, Mark was sitting on his couch with Rachael stretched out below with her head in his lap as he playfully fed her spaghetti. They giggled and laughed as Mark dangled strands of pasta in front of her and accidentally dropped a clump of it on her neck and chest. She grabbed at it and lifted herself up to stuff it in his mouth as their lips closed around each other.

Another long and sensuous moment was spent as they kissed each other softly.

Soon, Mark resumed feeding Rachael one line of spaghetti after another as she seductively moved her mouth and tongue around. When the plate was empty, he got up and went to the kitchen to grab the remaining pasta from the pot on the stove.

He walked back into the living room and kneeled before the couch where Rachael was lying, marveling at her naked body.

Her tits were definitely on the small side - probably not even an A cup - but they fit perfectly in his hands. She also had large, swollen areolas - a deep shade of color that was almost brown. And each breast capped with a nice, thick and rounded pink nipple.

Mark's eyes wandered from Rachael's tits up to her short, dirty-blond hair and pale blue eyes, then down to her tummy. He stared at her large, thick labia - nicely pressed together like two lips ready to kiss. Her mound was shaved clean, smooth and nice, like every other part of her body. Finally, Mark let his eyes roam over her legs and down to her cute little feet where her toenails were colored a deep shade of red.

Rachael lay on the couch watching Mark study her body and she loved every second of it. She was hugely turned on by his eyes taking in every inch of her nudity. She wanted him to stare and look her over. She stretched out, lifting her arms above her head to give him a full, unobstructed view. The look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.

No other guy she had ever been with took the time to really see her naked - to look at her entire body and desire it the way Mark was, and her heart started beating rapidly again. "I love the way you're looking at me. It's getting me all turned on again."

The first time they had been together, after the happy hour several weeks prior, had been quick and haphazard - more of a release for both of them than anything else.

Even the unexpected rendezvous this afternoon in his office had been with a sense of urgency. But now, in the comfort and safety of his apartment, Mark could take the time to really look at Rachael and study her body - and he found that he loved all of it.

"Christ, you're beautiful, Rach. Your whole body. I want it all and don't know where to start." He shifted his gaze upwards and locked eyes with her.

"You can have anything I got, Mark. It's all yours. Whatever you want." She lifted her face and their lips met.

When they separated, Mark grabbed some spaghetti from his plate and continued to feed Rachael. He remained kneeling by her side as she lay on the couch. When a large clump fell all over her face, she squealed with laughter, then picked it up and threw it at Mark.

He tipped backwards and all the spaghetti fell onto his chest. Rachael hopped off the couch and straddled his belly while pushing him down. Picking up the spaghetti, she squished it all over Mark's face as they both laughed and giggled.

Soon, they were in the midst of a food fight as they both grabbed whatever spaghetti they could and threw it at the other, covering their bodies with sticky pasta as they began to roll around and wrestle together on the carpet floor.

Mark had never had so much fun with a girl - ever. He didn't even know this kind of spontaneous fun was possible with a member of the opposite sex, which may explain why he was still single at 32 years of age.

All this time he had been looking for the perfect girl - someone who was very attractive and ladylike. Someone who made him look good. Instead, maybe what he really needed was simply someone he could be completely himself with and just have fun.

Finally, Mark got the upper hand and was able to pin Rachael down as she wiggled and tried to fight back underneath him. Spaghetti was stuck to her face, chest and hair. One she realized she was trapped, however, Rachael started laughing uproariously.

Now it was Mark's turn to straddle Rachael's tummy, and another boner poked up and out in front of him.

When she settled down, with Mark pinning her arms to the floor, he teased her. "Promise to be a good girl now?"

"Hell no!" she answered defiantly. Rachael looked up at him to see his smiling face, then down to watch his cock pulsate up and down as blood rushed into it. "But, if you let me go, I'll be glad to suck that thing until you cum all over me. Is that good enough?

"Yep! Sure is!" Mark answered immediately. He lifted himself up while Rachael rose to her knees in front of him.

She reached out and took hold of his hard instrument, kissing the soft, mushroom tip all over before moving her lips down to kiss his hard shaft as her other hand cupped his balls.

Rachael hadn't really had an opportunity to measure his manhood before. But she did now. It was long and hard with a nicely shaped head at the end. His balls dangled below - the perfect size in her grip - and everything was surrounded by nicely trimmed black pubes.

Rachael bent his cock down and she swallowed him whole. She pushed her mouth over all of his hardness until his pubic hair tickled her nose, then she slid her tongue all around inside her mouth, feeling his maleness pulse inside and tasting her own pussy juices as well.

All Mark could do was groan in pleasure as he tipped his head back. "Christ, that feels so good Rachael."

She sucked him back and forth while gently squeezing his nutsack. He reached out and placed his hands on her bare shoulders for support and slowly began to fuck her face.

Back and forth her head bobbed, slurping on his pole as Mark gripped her shoulders. Placing a hand on her head he could feel her movements as he looked down to watch her suck him. She jerked his dick at the base while her mouth covered the top half. The pleasure was indescribable.

After several minutes, Rachael could taste his precum. She took his dick out of her mouth and looked up at him. "Jerk it for me. Let me watch you masturbate. Then shoot your load all over my tits. Ok?"

"Ok," Mark answered. He was only too happy to do whatever she wanted. Despite having already cum a couple times he was as horny as he could ever remember. Rachael pushed all the right buttons for him.

She scooted back and spread her legs as she began to masturbate as well.

Mark widened his stance and stood over her pulling on his hard dick and fondling his balls. Her gaze never left as he tugged on his manhood, stroking his meat with abandon as his face contorted from the pleasure he was feeling.

For the next several minutes they remained in place. Her on the floor, legs spread wide and rubbing her pussy; he standing in front of her jerking his cock. They exchanged glances and smiled at each other.

"This is so hot," she told him, then inserted two fingers into her wet hole.

Breathing heavily, all he could do was answer, "Yeah...it is."

"Let me rub your balls while you stroke it," she said, then slid forward and started massaging his nuts with one hand while she fucked herself with the other one. They both moaned loudly.

"Ooohhh yeah," he gasped. "Oh man, this feels so good. Keep touching me."

Rachael squeezed his balls a little tighter. His dick was right in front of her as he beat himself off, the tip turning darker shades of red with every stroke.

She stopped fingering herself and reached around Mark with both hands to grip his ass. It was shaking as he beat his meat, and she took a firm hold.

Mark exhaled sharply, then widened his stance. She could tell it wouldn't be long before he busted a nut, and she squeezed his ass cheeks harder. "Is this ok?" she asked softly from below.

"Fuck yeah - keep doing it. I'm gonna cum."

Rachael continued as Mark's pumping grew quicker. When she pulled his ass cheeks open Mark's eye flew open wide and he practically screamed in ecstasy. "HO - here it comes. I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum on me Mark," she encouraged him. Rachael focused on the tip of his cock, waiting for him to ejaculate. "Shoot your load baby. Squirt it all over me."

With a loud grunt, Mark's cock exploded in multiple directions as cum flew out to hit Rachael's face, her hair and her neck. "UGH - FUCK," he screamed. Then another spurt flew out to hit Rachael's neck as Mark looked down to watch.

Several more thick squirts of cum flew out, enough to cover Rachael's tits and chin. Mark was stunned at how much there was. It was like his first ejaculation, yet it was the third time he busted a nut that day! Grunt after grunt sounded out, and he started to pant as his semen shot out to cover Rachael.

When his missile had finally emptied, Mark took a long, deep breath as Rachael stood up, her cum-spattered face and chest dripping with his sperm. She reached out and pulled him into her, rubbing her body all over his and wiping her face on his neck.

"Now, we're both covered," she told him, and they both started giggling. "Let's go take a shower."

"Great idea," he said.

"Oh, and Mark?" she asked tentatively.

"Yeah?" He responded breathlessly.

"When we're all nice and clean, I want you to eat my pussy until I cum. Then I want you to make love to me. Can you do that?"

Mark looked down at Rachael, her hair all matted and makeup all smeared with his seed. He chuckled a little. "Hell yeah. I can do that."

He took her by the hand and they walked into the bathroom.

They shared a nice, hot, steamy shower together, spending most of that time holding one another and kissing.

Whatever Mark may have thought of Rachael that morning, it was nothing compared to how he felt toward her now. As he stood in the shower, water splashing down all around as they embraced and kissed, he felt something stirring deep inside him. He didn't want this night to ever end. It was possibly the most exciting time he ever had with anyone else.

For Rachael as well, something had stirred deep inside of her. Mark touched a part of her she didn't even know existed. As her arms wrapped around his wet body, she pushed herself into him. She wanted to feel him, to be as close as possible against him.

At one point, Rachael looked into Mark's eyes. "You have no idea what you do to me. I can't explain it. I mean, I thought you were attractive the first time I saw you. And it was great when we hooked up. But...I don't know. Now, I just...I just fucking want you."

Mark knew exactly what she meant. What had started out as just a quick fling in his office this afternoon - after drunk fucking a few weeks before - had seemingly turned into something much more meaningful. All in one day.

Mark could have never known or expected this morning when he went to work that he would have one of the greatest afternoons and evenings of his life. "I know Rach," he answered. "I know what you mean. I want you too - badly. Constantly!"

They both chuckled, then resumed their ardent kissing as the warm water sprinkled down on their naked, wet bodies.

Rachael lathered up the bar of soap and cleaned Mark's body all over. From head to foot, she rubbed the soap all over him, giving special care to his limp appendage as it hung nicely between his legs.

Then Mark did the same for her, making sure to caress her wet skin and kiss her body all over as he wiped the soap away. He grabbed and squeezed her little ass cheeks and played with her tits as his dick began to sprout. Honestly, he was rather surprised it had anything left to give.

When they were out and dried off, they stood naked in the bathroom and kissed again as that was quickly becoming something they both equally enjoyed as well.

Mark took Rachael by the hand and guided her into his bedroom. It was the first time she had been in it, as the first visit to his apartment consisted of fucking on his couch.

She was delighted to see he had a king size bed, a dresser with a nice stereo on top, and a desk against the opposite wall in front of a large window that looked out over a courtyard. Holding his hand, she turned and smiled up at him.

"I want you," she whispered, then laid down on his bed and rolled over on her back facing him. As he stared at her lovely nude body, Rachael spread her legs wide for him - her pussy begging for attention.

Mark walked over and clicked on the stereo. The sound of smooth jazz emanated through the room, which set the mood perfectly.

He kept the curtains open and the lights off. A dull brightness from a lamp outside in the courtyard lit the room just enough to see everything and complemented both the music and Rachael's naked, waiting body on his bed.

He stretched out beside Rachael, feeling her soft body next to him. Sliding his right hand over her body, Mark cupped a breast. He rubbed her hard nipple before running his hand slowly down her stomach until it came to rest on her shaved mound.

"You're beautiful," he told her again, bending his face down to kiss her soft lips. They kissed slowly, taking their time to taste one another as their hands glided over exposed skin.

Kissing her forehead, Mark ran a hand through her damp hair and kissed her cheek before moving his mouth to suck on her neck as Rachael exhaled in his ear. "Ohhh...mmmm...that feels nice."

Shifting down, he let his mouth wander over to suck and lick one of Rachael's nipples as he played with the other, then down her chest and stomach as she spread her legs wide.

Rachael scooted up slightly as Mark positioned himself between her legs. He kissed her swollen labia seductively, erotically, causing Rachael to moan loudly. "Mmmmm...oh, Mark," she whispered.

Mark parted her swollen pussy lips with his tongue. It slid around inside her damp hole before he flicked it rapidly over her clit.

Rachael spread her legs as far as they could go while moving a hand down to run it through his hair. She loved the feel of a man between her thighs, especially as they serviced her pussy, and feeling Mark's head as it moved to satisfy her was exceptional.

Mark slowly, methodically, licked Rachael's pussy. His tongue moved in and out of her wet hole sucking her juices, then tickled her clit before plunging back inside. He swiveled and swirled his tongue around her love tunnel as Rachael moaned out softly.

"Mmmm...oooohhhhh...oh, yeah..." she murmured quietly, lifting her head just long enough to see his tongue dart back inside her hole, causing her body to shudder.

Reaching underneath her, Mark grabbed Rachael's ass and lifted her up so his mouth completely covered her snatch as she gasped and cried out in ecstasy. "Oh fuck yeah!"

Rachael began to buck her hips, grinding her pussy against Mark's face and chin, adding pressure on her already sensitive twat while Mark lapped at her innards tasting the sweetness.

As he continued to service her hole, Rachael ran her hands all over her body and cupped her tiny breasts - giving them both a firm squeeze.

Climax crept closer as Rachael's body warmed measurably. His tongue was working overtime, licking everything and twirling around all the right spots causing her legs to start shaking. "Oh, baby...you're gonna make me cum."

Moving her hands down, Rachael ran her hands through Mark's hair as her hips continued to grind against his mouth. "Oh, that's it. YES!" She lifted her head again to watch as Mark's mouth disappeared between her legs, his tongue vibrating and moving along her inner wall. It was too much.

Yanking his hair, Rachael thrust her hips upward as her body convulsed in spasms of delight and joy. Mark could taste the creaminess of her orgasm as he continued to lick inside her pussy.

"HUH - OH MY - OOOOOHHHHHH, Mark! I'm cumming. Holy fuck! Oh, God, I'm cumming," she squealed out as her body convulsed and her toes curled. "Don't stop. Don't fucking stop. Please!"

Rachael's entire body shook. She was flushed with warmth from head to toe as her body let go of a seismic release. If she had ever orgasmed like that before in her life she didn't remember.

Slowly, very slowly, her body returned to a normal state while Mark kept his mouth fixed to her spent pussy, lapping up everything he could. She tasted great and he had no desire to stop. Every move of his mouth and tongue produced another shudder from Rachael.

She just laid there, her body spent. She didn't even know that kind of explosive discharge was possible. Nobody had ever done anything like that to her, not even close.

Mark moved his hands up her body slowly, feeling and caressing her skin as he slowly kissed her labia. She called out to him in a whisper. "Mark?"

"Mmm?" He gave her pussy one last, tender kiss before sliding up her body.

As her eyes sparkled in the dark room, reflecting the dull glow coming from outside, Rachael wrapped him in her arms. "That was really wonderful. All of it." She lifted her head and they began kissing again.

Both of them were worn out, and understandably so. They lay together, side by side, arms around each other feeling their nakedness and enjoying a long, passionate embrace as lips caressed lips.

As their bodies separated, they each exhaled and relaxed into the nice plush comfort of the mattress. Rachael curled her naked body into Mark's, resting her head on his left shoulder.

"Mmmm...this feels so good," she whispered in his ear, then began nibbling on it.

"You feel good," he answered.t had been a while since a woman had last slept in his bed for the night and he found himself excited at the prospect of waking up next to someone - waking up next to Rachael. His right arm came around as he slowly began to rub a hand down her shoulder, her side, and resting on her cute little ass where he squeezed her butt cheek.

Despite the fact that they were tired, lying together in bed seemed to awaken their senses and gradually hands began roaming over each other. Yet again, they started kissing - slow, soft, tenderly and with care. This wasn't about physical release or exploration. This time it was emotional.

Shortly after, Mark positioned himself on top of Rachael as she spread her legs and opened herself up for him. He slid his hard dick inside her warm, wet pussy as she groaned loudly and arched her back.

As their bodies began to move and respond they were one, their rhythm easy and slow. Mark looked down at Rachael and they smiled at one another. Large, beautiful smiles that registered the splendid sensation of sex but also something else. Something different - something deeper.

Their bodies remained locked together in harmony - him moving back and forth as she lifted her pelvis up and down. They continued to stare into each other's eyes as they made love.

Rachael shifted her legs and wrapped them around Mark while her arms circled around his waist so she could feel as much of him as possible while he moved. But she never took her eyes off him.

Mark ran a hand through her hair and smelled her sweet fragrance, then leaned down to kiss her on the lips as his hips continued to slide back and forth.

Rachael's quiet moaning was erotic and soothing at the same time.

"Oh, Mark..." she murmured below him. She spread her legs wide in the air, giving him maximum exposure as his thrusts picked up speed.

Placing both hands under her, Mark pulled Rachael up and close to him as she continued to wrap him with her arms. He looked into her eyes. "This feels so good - so right. You feel so good. I don't want it to ever end."

They remained in that position for quite some time, both enjoying the sensation they were feeling and enjoying being in each other's arms as well.

As the pace quickened, Rachael arched her back again while Mark lowered his head to kiss one of her breasts.

"I want you to cum inside me," she whispered lightly.

Mark swallowed and nodded his head slightly. "You sure?"

"Mmmm hmmm...," she answered. "Absolutely."

It wasn't long before Mark felt the familiar reaction. "It won't be long."

"Me neither," she gasped. Just then she creamed again as her innards exploded in warmth that was almost electric. "Oh! Oh, God...I'm cumming Mark."

As he stared down at her, a look of intense pleasure and release spread across her face as she beamed up at him.

It was more than he could handle and his cock erupted inside Rachael's wet pussy. He could feel spurt after spurt of his man juice filling her cavity as he moaned and called out her name, "Oh, Rach...oh. Wow."

There was an extraordinary tingling sensation as they climaxed together, causing them to grip each other tightly as they experienced a powerful release of pleasure.

Slowly, their bodies returned to normal yet they remained together - arms unbroken and hips welded as one.

Finally, they kissed again. Another long and passionate kiss that conveyed so much.

At last, Mark removed himself from her body and walked into his closet to retrieve a towel. When he had finished wiping his dick clean, he returned to the bed and lovingly wiped Racheal's spent pussy.

Flinging the towel on the floor, Mark hopped back in bed and they curled up next to one another again. They were completely exhausted.

Mark stretched out with Rachael nestled against his chest, her head on his shoulder as a hand lay on his belly.

"This has been one of the best days of my life Rachael," he told her honestly.

Turning her head to look at him, she smiled brightly. "For me too. Everything was...amazing. I don't know what else to say."

"I...I've never had this much fun with anyone in my life. And I've never...been so comfortable with a woman before. At least, not sexually like this." He smiled at her.

Rachael chuckled a little. "I know exactly what you mean. I've had a great time."

After quite some time had passed, as they lay together naked in each other's embrace, Mark whispered, "I can't wait to see what tomorrow is like. I think I'll call in sick."

Squeezing his arm and pulling him close against her, Rachael replied, "I think I will too. Let's make a day of it."

"I was hoping you would say that." Mark leaned in and kissed the top of her head. "My boss will just have to understand."

"Oh - he will," she answered him with a giggle.

In no time at all they had both fallen asleep, wrapped tightly in each other's arms.