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sheathed—he
couldn't remember that happening at all —and Casey was on top of him, eyes
closed, riding him slowly. God knew where her panties were, but at this point
he didn't care. Her hips swiveled as she undulated on his cock and made soft
sounds of pleasure.
    Phil reached up to caress her
breasts through the fabric of her dress, the skimpy bra beneath no barrier to
his seeking hands. He watched her head drop forward, her hair almost covering
her face and her expression of desire. She was touching herself, her skirt
pulled high, her pussy hot against his body.
    "Damn, Casey..."
    Before he could finish she smiled,
pulled her wet fingers from between her legs, and put them over his mouth.
"Shhh."
    Phil began to suck her fingers,
stifling a groan as the taste of her flooded his mouth and the scent of her
crept up his nostrils and into his brain, igniting every neuron he possessed.
    "Don't come yet, just wait a
few more seconds…" She leaned back, sighed, then shivered and gasped.
"God, your cock feels wonderful. I'd forgotten how fucking good this feels." Her bliss turned into shudders and she tensed, grinding her
clit against his groin.
    "Phil, fuck me now? Please…God
I am so close, sooo close… Come on, fuck me. Hard. Fast and hard."
    She was leaning over him now, her
breasts just above his face and her dress a rumpled band around her waist. Like
a piston, he began pumping in and out of her pussy, hard and fast, just as
she'd demanded. He grabbed her ass and started forcing her down to meet his
thrusts while the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh echoed in the dim
room.
    Casey moaned. "Oh fuck, I'm
coming, I'm coming …"
    With a guttural shout Phil slammed
into her again and picked her up. His legs were tight and flexed as he
shuddered, his body and face as rigid as his cock —his release spewing within
her. He pushed balls deep into her tight sex one more time and then finally
eased back down to the couch. His heart pounded furiously and his cock still
throbbed from where the wet and silky velvet fist of her orgasm had squeezed
it.
    Casey lay on his chest, his cock
becoming limp inside her slick pussy.
    She pulled her tangled hair back to
one side and nestled against his shirt, enjoying the appealing scent of man and
fabric softener. "Wow. So that's what you feel like. I'll confess I've
been curious about you. And it's been a long time since I…well…since…oh never
mind." She blew out a long breath.
    "I hope you enjoyed it."
His heartbeat was slowing. "As much as I did. I couldn't help it, of
course. For me, this was a dream come true. You know I've always had a thing
for you."
    "I guess I did. I could feel
something, that's for sure. Other people have made comments now and again. And
Joan used to tell me all the details of you two dating." Casey laid silent
on his chest, his cock becoming limp inside her slick pussy.
    Phil's hand stroked her gently.
"Honestly, Joan and I never really dated. We went out a couple of times
and fooled around a little, but there was never anything serious between us. At
least not to me."
    She thought about his words and
decided now wasn't the time to try and explain the intricacies of a woman's
thought processes when it came to dates, dating and fooling around.
    Wisely, she changed the subject.
"Phil, if you don't mind…I'd like to keep this between us?" She
rubbed her fingers over his chest and slipped them between the edges of his
shirt to touch his skin. "You know how bad it looks when something like
this happens in the workplace. All those sexual harassment lectures and stuff.
And it may be a new century, but the woman still gets branded. Only now the
punishment is being on YouTube not in the town square. You know it and I know
it."
    "Shit." He sighed loudly.
"I guess I'd better turn that web cam off, then. They pay good money for
those sites that show amateur porn. And I had a really fine tweet planned for
tomorrow."
    "Amateur porn? How would you
know?" She moved, a