I'd known Kay a long time we'd worked together for a few years and got on really well, as it was just us in the office the usual chit chat about life, love and the weather flowed easily between us, now she wasn't my usual type but I did wonder on occasion what that body looked like under those clothes.
One day I guess I was wondering a bit too much and found myself daydreaming about her ample cleavage whilst inadvertently staring straight at it, only her clearing her throat drew my attention away, a quick apology about being in a world of my own and work continued as normal.
I thought nothing more when she decided to remove her socks (she often goes barefoot) and as she wiggled her toes in front of me, I cast my mind back to a casual conversation we'd had months ago about turn on and turn offs and remembered I had mentioned my fetish for feet.
I started to think about her rubbing them slowly up and down my leg teasing me and could almost feel her doing it, when I thought to myself that feelings a little to realistic, and as I looked down these gorgeous painted toenails were working their way up my thigh.
"I saw you checking my tits out earlier, don't say you weren't" I'll be honest that wasn't what I was expecting to hear and it left me lost for words, "umm yeah I was sorry" came my reply.
"Don't apologise, do you like my feet too?" She muttered and before I could reply her toes had worked their way up to my groin and were softly stroking my now hard cock.
I unzipped my trousers and let her toes work their way in to my boxers just enough so they were touching flesh but enough to send me wild.
As her feet continued to work their magic, she reached behind and unclipped her bra, removing it but ensuring she left her top on, her nipples just showing through the material, looking as perfect as I'd imagined them.
I stayed sat down as she stopped rubbing my cock and stood up, she removed her top to reveal the most perfect breasts I'd ever seen, she proceeded to lean over me and tease my lips with her nipples, allowing me to run my tongue over them, her soft moans signalling that she was enjoying it as much as I was.
She pulled me forward, took off my top, and started to kiss down my body, her nipples gliding over my chest and stomach as she went, as she was working her way down her hands had slipped into my boxers and they were coming down with her.
When she had got herself into position she clasped my cock between her breasts and began to move gently up and down, expertly teasing the tip of my cock with her tongue as she went, after a few heavenly moments she released the grip on her breasts and I felt her warm wet mouth take all of me in, I was so turned on by now I didn't know how long I'd last, thankfully she sensed what I was thinking and proceeded to stand up, leaving me a twitching mess!
She removed her trousers and took her now glistening underwear off, showing off her neatly shaved pussy, she pushed me down in the chair and straddled my face, barely giving me time to take a breath before she buried herself onto my willing tongue.
Her breathing became heavier and her moans louder, and as I slipped a finger inside her, her legs quivered and she whispered "it's not your finger I want" without hesitation I pulled her down onto my cock and she began thrusting back and forth, her breasts bouncing up and down, my tongue caressing the nipples as they bounced in front of my face, I felt her body tense up and my cock tighten inside her, just as I felt her come she said "I want you to come over my feet or tits ... Your choice" she climbed off seconds before I started coming but I didn't get to choose where, as I exploded all over her breasts, I thought they looked amazing before but now with my come dripping over them they couldn't look more perfect.
As I sat there contemplating what had just happened, I began to pull my trousers up, her foot stopped my boxers from going up she wiggled her toes, looked me straight in the eye and said "I'm not done with you yet"...
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