What happens in Chelan, stays... (fm:sex at work, 9506 words)

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We went out through the lobby and found it to be buzzing. Probably six or seven people were in line to check in, seeking refuge, and the phone was ringing. The clerk that I had spoken to earlier waved me over. "You're too late, Stevens Pass closes in 90 minutes. And Snoqualmie is a mess with snow and accidents."

Mentally I did the math and he was right. I went over to Sherry with the bad news. I gave her options -- drive the long, long way around down to the Columbia and go via Portland, which would be an eight or nine hour drive on a good day, head as far as Wenatchee and find a place, or stay here until the passes reopened, hopefully the next day or two. Sherry chose to stay, ‘bird in the hand' she said. We got in line.

When we got to the desk the clerk told us we were lucky they still had any rooms left as their new online service was filling them up. The clerk had bad news. The only room left was in the oldest part of the resort, in the area above the lobby, and had two double beds. Normally being stuck with a beautiful woman in a hotel room was a fantasy, but with the situation being what it was I shrugged my shoulders and said, "look we're professionals, it's only one night, we can make do." Sherry agreed, and we went up to the room. She took the bed closest to the window. I unpacked enough for the night, and luckily had brought extra underwear. We both phoned home to inform them of the delay, but I didn't mention to my wife that I would be sharing a room with my boss. She didn't need to worry. An uneventful dinner at a quiet Thai restaurant followed, though Sherry loosened up a bit and had two glasses of wine. It was blowing pretty hard by this point, with a fair bit of snow coming down and starting to drift.

Back at the room I told Sherry I would change and get ready first, then let her have the bathroom. She wanted to shower before bed. In the winter I like warm flannel pajamas. I put them on in the bathroom, and came out to read in bed.

Sherry then went in, took a shower, and came out eventually. I was surprised to see her in a cotton nightgown. Short sleeves. And cut above the knee. It was far more leg than I had ever seen her display. She noticed that I noticed. "I get warm at night," Sherry said, a little defensively.

"I'm not judging," I said, "it's just that I always thought you would have on mom pajamas or something warm."

Sherry laughed. Watching her put away her things I could see breasts jiggling under the nightgown. Her legs looked great, thin but not skinny, fit and firm. It was the first time I had seen Sherry in a sexual way, and I'm glad I was under the covers with a book in my lap. She seemed oblivious to it anyway. We chatted and read until about 11, then called it a night. As much as I wanted to stroke one out, it was impossible with her lying in a bed just a few feet away.

Around 3 am I woke up and needed to use the restroom. It was cold in the room, so I tried the lightswitch in the bathroom so I could find the thermostat. The bathroom light would not come on. Nor did the main light work. I managed to pee in the pitch black bathroom. As I came out I noticed the wind howling. Stepping over to the window, I peeked out and could see almost nothing. There were no lights in the town, it was snowing and blowing hard.

"Whats going on?" Sherry's voice came from over my shoulder out of the dark. "Its freezing in here."

"Power is out," I said. "And a blizzard outside. If you're cold, grab your sweater, that might help." I went back to my bed and got in. Sherry got up and put her sweater on, I could barely see her move in the darkness. She then also hit the bathroom and returned to her bed.

A minute or so later, she said, "It's so cold in here." I could hear her covers rustle, "move over" she said as she crawled under the blanket next to me. Now remember this was a double bed - not a king or even a queen - and it's snug for two people. Sherry was shivering. She said "come over here and spoon me, I need to warm up."

All of this was blowing my mind. My demure professional, married, religous, superhot boss had crawled into my bed and wanted me to snuggle with her while she wore a short nightgown. It might have been cold but there was no shrinkage at that moment. In fact, just smelling her hair and feeling Sherry's presence went straight to my groin.

As I rolled over to Sherry and put my arm loosely around her, I was already mostly erect. I held my pelvis back to avoid contact and reveal my condition. Sherry's hair smelled great - fresh and clean from the shower - and knowing my arm was across bare breasts underneath a cotton nightgown made it worse.

Sherry lay there for a minute or two. "Thanks, that's better" was all she said in the dark. After a pause, she said "but my feet are cold. Can you move your legs?"

"Um, I'm not sure if that's a good idea" I stammered softly into her ear.

"Why?" Sherry whispered in the dark.

"I hate to admit this as we work together, but you are very pretty, smell great, are in my bed, and I've had a male biological reaction that isn't very professional, if you catch my drift."

"I'm married too, and don't know how you men get through life.......and since I'm your boss and I'm cold I don't care."

With that Sherry scooted her waist and legs backwards. As she pressed back my hard cock was squeezed by the upper part of her bottom against me. I was holding my stomach in to minimize the contact but Sherry kept pushing back.

"Oh." she exhaled. "That's some problem....."

Sherry was quiet for a few seconds, then started to slowly move her bum around. "Yeah, that's some....problem. " Her rotating hips caused my cock to drop into the crack of her bottom. The cotton nightgown moulded onto her bum as the shaft nestled between her cheeks.

She continued "Yeah, that's a problem Shannon (my wife) is lucky to have. You're twice Hyun's size." I had met Sherry's husband at a company picnic. He was Vietnamese, all of five feet tall and maybe 100 pounds soaking wet.

Sherry wasn't objecting so I made a move, gently using the arm draped across her to pull her closer to me. I also pushed my pelvis forward to press my cock deeper into her bum crack. She shuddered at that point.

"I have to see this." Sherry rolled over, facing me. It was almost pitch black in the hotel room with the power out at 3 am, but I could see her generally just in front of me, with her head even with my upper chest. Sherry's hand went to my stomach, then slid down on the outside of the flannel pajama bottom onto my shaft. She rubbed up and down twice, then pushed her hand inside the waistband and firmly grasped the shaft.

Her hand began to gently stroke the length. "At least twice his size. And thicker." I'm a bit above average so she must have been married to a very small dick.

My right hand had been resting on her hip. Given where Sherry's hand was I thought the moment was right to join in. Her nightgown had ridden up as she rolled over, and I was able to place my hand on the outside of her thigh. I slowly circled around her thigh and then up onto her bottom, finding some generous cotton panties. From there I traced the waistline of her around her hip until it rested in the middle of her stomach. Sherry's stomach contracted as she inhaled, letting me insert my fingers inside the waistband. Her hand didn't leave my cock, slowly stroking it.

I moved them down across a small patch of short hair into Sherry's cleft. She gasped as I passed over her mound and began to gently separate the moist lips. Sherry shuddered again, maybe another mini-orgasm, as my fingertips traced the v-shaped groove, slowly spreading it wider.

"Take off your bottoms" she commanded, releasing my cock and moving to shed her own panties. I complied as quickly as I could and found myself on my left side facing her in the near total darkness.

Sherry moved her left leg on top of mine and leaned forward, pushing me onto my back. Her pussy hair was directly on the underside of my shaft, tickling it. She shifted up a few inches, drawing her moist lips across the length of the cock. Sherry then reached down and grasped the shaft, directing it to her outer lips.

I couldn't see Sherry's face in the dark but felt its presence only inches from mine as her breaths grew deeper. She slowly pressed down on the tip of my cock, splitting her inner lips apart and drawing the bulk inside her. "God you're huge," she gasped, having taken only an inch or two of the top, "so much wider than I'm used to."

That size didn't stop her. I held her hips in place as Sherry slowly worked more of my cock inside her. Her weight came down on my midsection as her pussy accepted more and more of it. Sherry shuddered again, and leaned forward placing both hands on my chest. My own hands were roaming around Sherry's backside as she rested and allowed her inner walls to adjust to the stretching.

"That's amazing," was all this articulate lawyer could utter, "my Lord, how does Shannon take this thing on a regular basis."

"She manages," I said.

Sherry pushed herself somewhat upright and raised her hips a few inches. She then pressed down and began to slowly work up and down the shaft. I now grasped her hips and began to buck upward as she came down. "Oh fuck that feels good," she said, "I can't believe how deep you are."

We continued to fuck for a few minutes. Finally Sherry reached down with her right hand and began to rub her clit. I could feel her pressing in a circular pattern between us. The problem with a woman on top is that you can't control the thrusting, and I wasn't that close to an orgasm, though Sherry seemed to be getting there quickly.

Suddenly her hips jerked forward and she straightened up. I felt her body shaking in the dark. Sherry's hips repeated the jerk a dozen times, each time reducing its intensity . Finally she relaxed and laid her torso on top of mine. Her breathing was still deep as she came down from the orgasm.

"You're still hard, you didn't cum?"

"Not yet, that was amazing but the angle is tough."

"What do you need?"

"Let's switch sides and go a bit more traditional. You may even enjoy it."

She laughed. "Any way I can get that cock I will enjoy it."

Sherry moved beside me, leaving a trail of pussy drippings across my stomach. I quickly adjusted and moved above her. She spread her legs to align our bodies, then reached down to guide my cock. It slipped between the wet lips effortlessly, and then began to expand Sherry as I slowly pressed forward. She gasped as I pressed home, and her hands gripped my upper arms.

We fucked slowly in the darkness. Sherry's pussy was extremely snug and my cock felt every inch of movement. She was also quite wet, which helped lubricate our actions. Given my height, Sherry's head was at my chest. She moved her hands to hold my hips, keeping me deep inside her. No words were spoken as our bodies thrust together. I wish I could have seen the look on her face or her body as I imagined they were beautiful, but the dark also kept me from cumming too quickly. All of my focus was on my cock as it pushed again and again into Sherry.

It took several minutes, but Sherry finally broke the silence. "Don't stop, you're going to make me cum again," she uttered.

Hearing my demure, conservative boss use the word ‘cum' was exciting. What else was she capable of? "I'm not about to, this feels really good right now."

"Fuck yes it feels great, you are so deep I've never felt like this before."

Now Sherry had used the word ‘fuck' and it really hit my sexual trigger. My cock started to swell as the orgasm built in my balls. "Sherry I'm going to cum, should I"

She cut me off. ‘Don't stop, I want to feel it all."

"Ok, cause it's about to happen."

My cock erupted with the first spurt. Sherry grabbed my hips and pushed her own upward against me. The second spurt was deeper and bigger. She cried, "oh fuck," and pressed harder as her own orgasm ripped through her body. My cock spasmed again and again as it delivered my seed deep inside Sherry's pussy. Sherry held me tight as her own torso shook long after my peak began to fade away.

We slowly came off our highs. My body was on top of hers in the dark. Sherry's hair still smelled amazing with a floral scent, and I kissed her forehead a few times as we held each other.

Finally as my cock softened it fell out, and I rolled off her. Sherry rolled onto her left side and pulled the covers up over us. "It's cold in here, do you suppose you could spoon me without that happening again?"

"I'll try, but can't promise what might happen in the morning,"

She laughed, "It's a risk I will take." We dozed off quickly, spent.

I woke up around 8. It was extremely cold in the room but there was at least some dim light coming in through the drapes. After hitting the head I looked outside, though I had to scrape a little rime off the window. Sherry's minivan was parked below us. It had a two-foot drift on the passenger side and would need some digging to move. Beyond that the wind was still blowing, though the snow seemed to have slowed. The streets were empty and no lights were visible.

I quickly grabbed the cover and blanket from Sherry's bed and threw them over mine, or was it now ours? Jumping into the bed, its double size didn't give me many options other than to get close to Sherry. She was lying on her left side, facing away from me, in almost the same position that started the trouble overnight.

I lay on my side behind her, trying to keep a little distance, while I contemplated how to handle what might happen next. We were both married. She was my boss. My wife and I had an understanding that allowed for an occasional stray, but it was always discussed and approved in advance. Sherry had kids. She was strictly Catholic. And she was a great fuck. How would she react when she woke up?

It took about ten minutes for her to do so. She rolled onto her back and turned to face me. She was naked. Our heads were about eight inches apart. Without makeup she was still stunning, with brown eyes on an oval face, and wrinkle-free darker skin.

"Good morning," was all I could say.

"It's freezing in here," was Sherry's response, not giving me an opening.

"We may be awhile. I looked out and your minivan is drifted in."

"Is there still hot water?" she asked.

"Seems we have that, I checked when I woke up. It must be a gas boiler"

"At least we can take a shower and get warm that way." Sherry smirked at my quizzical reaction. "Haven't you ever showered with a woman?"

"Yes of course, it can be a lot of fun. I'm just processing what happened last night."

"What do you mean?" Sherry asked.

"Well we are both married, you have kids, you're my boss, and while that was amazing sex we still are headed back to Seattle in a day or two and need to deal with what happened."

Sherry smiled. She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on my cheek, then whispered in my ear the immortal words "what happens in Chelan stays in Chelan....... now fuck me again."

She then rolled over to face away from me and snuggled back. Neither of us had anything on below the waist after our encounter, so her bottom pressed up against my cock. Sherry's words about Chelan were bouncing around my head as I considered how to tell my wife about it, while my body was reacting to Sherry's warmth below the covers.

As my hardness returned I reached for Sherry's waist and pulled her against me. She lifted her right leg, then reached down and adjusted my shaft to fit between her legs. She then brought them together and held me in place.

I wanted to explore more of Sherry's body, so I extended my hand across her stomach. It was gently rounded and quite soft. My palm traveled upward this time. Sherry's petite frame shuddered as it passed over the bottom of her breast. A hardened nipple slid between my middle and ring fingers. Sherry gasped again as my palm gently squeezed her breast, with the nipple pinched between the fingers. It felt about the size of a pencil erasure, or a bit larger, and I knew then that before we returned home I would make a closer inspection.

I began to nuzzle Sherry's neck with small kisses, not missing her ear lobes and cheek. She was moving her hips in circles, pulling my cock with them. Sherry had also reached down to play with her pussy, and now began to smear even more of her moisture along the shaft with her delicate fingers.

Sherry then pushed my cock upward so it began to enter her. I could feel the tip travel past her lips into the wetness. She shifted down to impale herself on it. Using my hand on her breast I helped push her torso down. Sherry was gasping for air as my cock drove upward into her, "oh fuck that feels good" she muttered. Her eyes were closed and her back clenched as she held my cock in place.

I pulled back a touch to create some movement, only an inch or two, then thrust my hips up to bury my cock as deep as I could. Sherry's eyes popped open and she cried, "yes yes yes yes."

Without thrusting too deeply we settled into a steady rhythm. Lying on our left sides Sherry was pressed against me as we spooned and fucked. I released her breast to grasp her hip as it gave me more leverage. Sherry quieted to soft moans and deep breaths. Her right hand clenched some of the sheets, which were still fortunately on us in the chilly room.

We must have passed three or four minutes of this before Sherry said, "hey slow down a moment, you're so much bigger than Han and I'm getting sore. I want to cum but it's distracting."

I stopped my movement. ""Understood. What can I do?"

"Would you rather fuck my ass?"

My head exploded. Did my boss just ask me to fuck her ass? The sweet Filipina who dressed conservatively, had kids and had been the ultimate professional as my boss for several years? She takes it there?

"Um, sure if you think that would be better..." I said softly into her ear.

"It's not something for everyday but as I said what happens in Chelan"

"Stays in Chelan," as I finished her sentence. "I don't think we need to move too much to get there."

"Good because this room is freezing," she said.

I slowly withdrew and slid the tip up between her bum cheeks. "You were super wet so we probably don't need lube." I said. I took my cock and guided it along the cleft until finding a slight depression.

"Yeah right there. Now slowly."

Holding my cock I pressed slowly forward until the ring started to give way. Suddenly the tip popped through as it opened. I stopped to give Sherry a moment.

"Oh yeah, that is it. Now gentle, if my pussy was filled this will be just as awesome."

The soft lining surrounded me as the head penetrated deeper. A woman's bum feels completely different yet wonderful. Not wet but accommodating. Tight in a different way with an almost clenching feeling like it wants to trap you.

Sherry's ass felt good. Maybe too good as I was now fully inside her. "How's that?"

"Huge, I've never felt that, it's pressing against my pussy and I can feel it all." By now I had started to slowly move in and out an inch or two.

"Absolutely amazing," I added, " I don't think I can last long. You're so tight every movement is going to my balls"

Sherry reached down between her legs and began to rub her clit. "I know. I'm almost ready to cum too. Hold it as long as you can."

We continued for another minute or so. Sherry's back had a light sheen of perspiration despite the cold. My hand held her thigh and pulled in rhythm with our hips as her bum bounced against me.

"Sherry, I'm......"

"Don't stop, I'm close too."

"Fuck your ass feels good." My cock started its final swelling as the orgasm came in. Sherry was furiously rubbing her clit. Suddenly my cock exploded in her, furiously pumping my load into her bum. Despite having cum a few hours earlier my balls were pumping hard and fast as they unloaded.

That took Sherry over the edge too as she came on her fingers. Her torso shook as the energy traveled up from her clit. She literally wailed with pleasure as she spasmed beside me, unrestrained from the sweet professional, wife and mother. My hand gripped her thigh to hold my cock as deep as it could go up her bum while Sherry bucked back against me.

After my cock was drained it softened enough to retract from the musky depths, and I relaxed my hand to let Sherry fall forward onto her stomach. That pulled my cock out with a plop on her cheek. She was still gasping as her body played out the final stages of a huge orgasm.

I caressed her shoulders, enjoying the touch of her dark hair as it splayed across them. She chose her words carefully: "That ...... was ..... amazing, and different ..... from anything I've ever experienced. Holy crap that was intense."

I enjoyed hearing the mild swear word from her lips. "Yeah that was a big, big one on my end too."

"I'm not ready to get up," she said, pulling the sheet up over her lower torso.

"Let me get you something to clean up with." The room was very cold, so I moved quickly through the morning light to the bathroom, where thankfully hot water was available to wet a wash cloth. Taking that and a towel, I sat beside Sherry on the bed.

Handing them to her I stood up and said, "I'm cold and the shower is warm."

I think she understood the invitation but had already retreated into her professional shell. She thanked me for the warm cloth and said she would pass for now, she needed to rest and see how much pain might result from our two sessions.

Sherry seemed to be sleeping after I came out dressed post-shower. As I started to open the door, she asked, "where you going?"

"To the lobby. I want to check on the storm and power, when the roads and passes might be open, also check your minivan to see how difficult it will be to dig out. And see if they have food."

"If they have coffee please bring me some, black, no sugar. I'm still groggy from last night."

"Sure. Back in a few."

The lobby was quiet with a few people breakfasting on a platter of rolls and jam. I asked the desk clerk where everyone was. He said a lot of people who had reservations didn't make it into the hotel, and were probably stuck somewhere else. He said the snow was almost over, but it would be extremely windy the rest of the day. The passes weren't expected to reopen until the next day, Sunday, and it didn't matter because the roads to both Snoqualmie and Stevens Passes were closed.

He was not sure how long it would take to restore power, but until then the lobby had a wood burning fireplace and would be the warmest place, or in the shower due to the gas-powered water heater. Although the phones operate on a different electrical circuit, they were out too. The weather radio was the sole source of information.

I checked Sherry's minivan. It was pretty well drifted in on the passenger side, but the snow was light and it wouldn't be too terrible digging it out with the proper shovel. I noticed the Safeway across the street was dark but someone was shoveling access to a door. With my information gathered I went back to the lobby, where they had an old coffee pot heating above the fire.

Sherry was out of the shower in the bathroom with the door closed to keep warm. It didn't surprise me she had gotten up, as she didn't strike me as someone to lay around in bed all day. I knocked and told her the coffee was here. She told me to come in and keep warm.

The hotel bathroom had the sinks and mirror on the right, a tub/shower at the end, and on the left was a small closet and then the toilet. There was a small frosted window above the toilet and another above the shower, yielding a decent amount of late-morning light. I put Sherry's coffee on the counter and sat on the loo.

It was still warm from the shower. Sherry was putting on some light makeup, dressed only in her towel. I began to share what I had learned about travel issues but became distracted by her legs. We could look into each other's eyes using the mirror.

Sherry must have noticed I was looking down, as she said, "eyes up here!"

"I'm sorry but, and given our work relationship, but I'm not going to be able to look at you the same way in the future. You dress professionally, thank God, because you have an absolutely killer set of legs."

The white towel covered Sherry's midsection but ended well above the knee. Her legs were toned from running, probably naturally thin to start with, and were just begging for me to reach over and caress them.

"Thanks, I try. It's not often I get noticed."

"Believe me you are noticed. Sherry, you don't appreciate how beautiful you are, with a killer body and a brain to top it off."

Sherry blushed but continued to work on her makeup.

"I'm serious. After last night I'm ready to pull off your towel and bend you over the counter to continue what we started."

Sherry didn't respond at first. She then gave her butt a little wiggle and said, "you are a couple sizes larger than I'm used to. Not that it's a bad thing, by the way."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, and frankly I did too. Unexpected. Completely unexpected we would find ourselves like this stuck in a hotel in the snow with no power cuddling under the covers, but we've done our best to pass the time."

"So you call that cuddling? That was the biggest orgasm I've had in years. Just talking about it and saying that makes me want another."

"Well we don't have anywhere to go....."

"Yes my dear," she replied, "but after last night's, dare I say pounding on both sides, I need a day to recover. There is something though."

"Please let me know." We were both being coy.

Sherry hesitated for a second, then dropped her towel. Her bottom was glorious with a nice curve to the hips and rounded shape. I looked up and our eyes met in the mirror. Sherry then turned around slowly, displaying herself to me for the first time, just a couple feet away across the bathroom.

If her backside was glorious her front side was all you could ask for in a woman. Toned top to bottom with no fat or sag, but also not skinny or gaunt. Her breasts were as I felt the night before, solid 34bs that sat high on her chest, topped with a small nipple. Scanning down across a flat tummy, there was a modest triangular patch of black hair, trimmed close. Sherry's legs were spread slightly, and her labia hung also just slightly.

"I'm 34 and have a husband with limited skills. He knows the basics but like many Asian men is mostly interested in his own release. He doesn't like to give the most intimate part of my body the attention it wants, if you know what I mean. You showed me something different last night." She reached up and lifted her right breast. "Just the way you touched me here was wonderful." Sherry then put her hand on her thigh. "And down here it is still tingling." Sherry moved her hand over the top of her slit. "I had to touch myself this morning to try and have it stop, but I found myself wanting more down there."

"Is touching what you want?"

"Well no you idiot. After what you did last night I'm guessing your tongue is at least as good as your cock." Sherry stepped over in front of me, now only a few inches away.

I looked up across the swell of her breast into the dark eyes. Sherry's scent was already present. "It might be difficult here, but if you wanted to put a towel on the counter to sit on I'm sure I can let you find out."

Sherry smiled. We had an agreement. She grabbed a fresh towel off a rack, placed it on the counter, then sat up on it with her legs crossed in a modest pose. It was already getting chilly in the bathroom so I turned on the shower just enough to have the hot water steam heat the room.

"I can't help you that way," I said as I pulled my shirt off and knelt before her on the floor. My face was even with her knees. "You need to move these a little." I kissed them both.

Sherry took a deep breath. I could tell she wasn't used to doing this, exposing herself to a man, let alone a subordinate.

"Look, you're the boss, I'm just doing what you asked for." I continued to kiss her knees and lower thighs while taking a calf in either hand. "Let me help."

With that I uncrossed Sherry's legs. She exhaled audibly, and also let out a little moan. I glanced up and her eyes were closed. Gently pulling her legs, I revealed her cleft. Her labia were swollen. The lips glistened with moisture. Darker skin on the outside with a hint of lighter pink further in. "Please, now," Sherry begged.

Obeying, I kissed my way up her left thigh. My kisses crossed her lower torso across the patch of pubic hair, then down a few inches on her right thigh. Sherry smelled great as her juices flowed.

Having teased her just enough, my tongue now slid up her labia to clean off the juice, then after a few more licks I pushed it in just enough to open Sherry's cunt. She tasted great. Soft. Tangy. But light, not heavy. Delicious. I pushed my tongue in deeper to taste her more. Sherry put her hands on the back of my head and pulled me into her pussy. My hands reached around and gripped her thighs, locking us together.

Sherry then lay back on the countertop against the mirror, thrusting her pussy towards me. I continued to lap at juices as her back arched. Knowing she was ready I began to assault her clit. Pulling Sherry's lips apart revealed that tender spot. My tongue pressed against it, then began to swirl and flick at its pea-sized mound. Sherry was moaning and began to say words I'd never imagine her saying, "don't fucking stop, my pussy loves this." Followed by, "eat me, I'm going to cum so hard." And then, "suck my clit again, that was amazing."

We kept at this for at least five minutes. Sherry pressed her crotch forward as she braced her torso with her arms. Kneeling in front of her was easy, and I spread her legs to give me room to breathe. Glancing up I could see Sherry's eyes were closed, and her chest heaved with deep breaths.

"I'm going to cum," Sherry announced, "oh fuck I'm going to cum." Her legs swung closed and clasped my head, trapping my mouth against her clit. Keeping up with my sucking, Sherry's pussy continued to pour liquids that I eagerly drank. Finally her orgasm hit. Sherry's torso began to buckle and her stomach contracted as if she was working out at the gym, tightening and releasing again and again. She didn't scream but squealed, almost a squeak, as she rode the orgasm to its completion. Spent after a good twenty seconds, maybe thirty, her muscles gave way and her back relaxed, then pulled her thighs apart.

It took me a minute to clear my head, which I passed the time by kissing along Sherry's thighs. This was quite a treat, as I had not experienced a new pussy in a few years and Sherry's taste was superb.

I stood up and stretched my back, then lifted each leg to relax them from kneeling so long. Sherry was reclined back against the mirror, eyes mostly closed and with a big smile on her face. Her breathing was returning to normal. Her breasts looked so kissable with their little size and points.

As I was about to lean over Sherry said, "Ok, now it's your turn." She smiled and sat up and forward to the edge of the counter. Sherry put her arms around my head and brought our lips together for our first legitimate kiss.

I thought for a moment --- we had fucked, done anal, and I had eaten her pussy but had not in fact kissed her.... It was a unique sequence. Sherry didn't seem to mind that her juices were all over my face, which I filed away for future reference.

"That was 1000% better than my husband. I think the first ten seconds were far more than he has ever done. I owe you one."

Sherry dropped her hands from my head to my waist. Given what we had been doing my cock was already hard, but confined in my pants. Sherry looked me in the eye as she struggled with the clasp and button. Without breaking eye contact I reached down to release the clasp, and then the button. "You can handle the zipper."

She smiled. And zipped down. Sherry had felt my cock in her womb but only briefly in her hand. She reached into my briefs without bothering to take off the pants and clasped me with both hands. I helped her by pushing my pants down, and then pulling the underwear down as well. Sherry jumped off the counter and knelt in front of me.

Sherry greedily took the head of the shaft in her mouth, then slid down until the head rested against the back of her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the shaft and head as she gently sucked. One hand began to knead my balls while the other started to slowly stroke the base of the shaft. Whatever I had imagined my sweet, innocent boss to be, an excellent cocksucker was not it.

But she was an excellent cocksucker. Really good.

I leaned forward slightly and rested a hand on the counter behind her to steady myself.

Sherry continued to work every square inch of my cock and balls. She would take my cock as deep as she could and tongue around the shaft, then pull back and focus on the head while stroking. After a few minutes of excruciating pleasure I finally had to say, "you got me twice overnight, this might take a little bit."

She pulled her mouth off but kept stroking. "We have time, don't we?"

I had to acknowledge she was correct, and she went back to suckling. Sherry's ass looked exquisite in the dim winter afternoon light from the windows. It had a great curve out to the hips, heart shaped. I started to focus on it, thinking back to early morning when my cock had unloaded deep inside it.

That seemed to get my cock's attention and I quickly went from hard to rock hard. Sherry picked up the change and gave a low "mummmm." She knew what was coming, namely me. I let the memory overtake my brain, looking down at Sherry's bum while I held myself up on the counter.

I finally felt my ball sack tighten as my cock prepared to unload. Sherry pulled up to work on the head. She began to stroke harder and faster on the lower shaft. That was all it took. My orgasm hit. Cock spasms began to deliver cum into Sherry's mouth. She jerked it out of me and drank it down. Having come twice in the prior 12 hours the volume wasn't great, but my head went dizzy and I was glad to be holding the counter. Sherry slowed her stroking as the orgasm worked its way out, and then when it was done she stopped stroking but continued to warm my shrinking cock in her mouth.

She started to stand, so I released my grip from the counter and took a half step back. Without saying a word she kissed me. I could taste my cum on her lips, and so I wrapped my arms around her and delivered a passionate kiss back. We continued for a few minutes, going beyond a sexual after event to an adult bonding.

The heat from the shower really wasn't enough to stand there naked. "Should we get dressed and get something to eat?" she asked.

"Absolutely, that was unexpected. I thought we would have gone down 45 minutes ago....."

"We had better things to do," Sherry smirked. I put my clothes back on, while Sherry donned the clothes she had earlier put on the counter. "It doesn't look like my makeup was smeared, we can go down any time."

It was about noon. The lobby was quiet. There were some sandwiches and sodas out for anyone to take. People were going into the Safeway across the street, so I suggested to Sherry we go over. As we walked over I could see Sherry's minivan was still free of snow despite the continued wind. The manager greeted us and said to grab what we needed and he would get a credit card number on the way out. I love small towns.

"How long do you think we will be here?" Sherry asked.

"Storms like this blow through pretty quickly, the Pineapple Express it is called. Stevens Pass will probably be open sometime tomorrow morning because they need to do less avalanche control than Snoqualmie. They will have been plowing today so probably tomorrow, maybe early afternoon at the latest. Snoqualmie will take longer. I'm not sure about the power though, we could have another cold night."

"We managed one already so that shouldn't be a problem.'' Sherry continued to amaze me. We grabbed some chips, a couple apples and bananas, water, a bottle of wine, several candles, and a few candy bars just in case.

Sherry suggested sitting in the lobby for a bit. The room didn't have great light and wasn't heated, so that made sense. We pulled a couple of chairs near the fireplace and began to read the lobby magazines. I was getting bored after about 45 minutes. Sherry saw me fidgeting and said, "what?"

"Nothing, just don't get a lot out of these and thought I might go for a walk. Just restless. I have my coat."

"Go ahead, I will stay warm." I ended up walking for about an hour around downtown Chelan. With no power everything was closed and there was almost no traffic. It felt good to get out and burn some energy. When I got back Sherry was dozing in her chair.

I walked over and nudged her shoulder. "If you want to nap we can go upstairs. But I can't guarantee how much we will sleep."

She chuckled. "After last night and this morning there is no way I'm taking that thing. Give me till morning."

It was my turn to smile. "Got it, nap only." As we left the lobby I put my arm on Sherry's hip to guide her around a corner. As soon as we were out of sight she turned and took my hand in hers.

"Not a word about this when we get home. It would mean our jobs. And our marriages."

"I hadn't planned to mention anything either place. As you said, what happens in Chelan."

"Stays in Chelan." Sherry completed my sentence, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and led me upstairs. We ended up sleeping for about two hours, huddled under the blanket.

After we woke up I suggested having a picnic in the lobby. There was no power for the computers, and no internet, and the phone still didn't work. The lobby remained surprisingly quiet, so we pulled two chairs near the fire and set up the food. The wine was conveniently screw top.

Sherry and I spent about 4 hours near the fire. A few people drifted in. The wine was long gone and I wished we had gotten a second bottle. Around 8:30 I suggested to Sherry that we call it a night. She agreed and we packed up.

Once in the room we quickly changed to our night clothes and crawled into my bed. Sherry rolled on her side and asked me to spoon again. I wasn't sure where this was leading but did it, half erect. "Do those things ever take it easy?" she asked.

"Under these circumstances, no. But I know we are not playing tonight so ignore it."

She responded, "easier said than done." Our conversation over the next couple hours drifted around work and our lives. Oddly enough, I swear it was the best territory analysis session I had in my sales career, as she picked my brain by product, geographic location, contract status and more.

Finally, around 10:30 or so Sherry yawned and said she was ready to sleep. We both hit the loo and returned to our spooning position.

I woke up a few hours later and noticed the bedside lamp was on. Power at last! I got up and turned the thermostat up to 72. The room phone was still dead. My very early version of a cell phone had its battery drained the night before, but once plugged in it started to charge and I got a dial tone. Sherry's phone was on her nightstand so I plugged that in for her.

My crawling back into bed woke Sherry up. "What's going on?" she asked.

"We have power, I turned on the heat and plugged in your phone."

Sherry kissed me, "thanks, now lets sleep some more."

It was about 7, just getting light, when I woke up. Or I should say Sherry woke me up. She had turned to face me and had her hand down my pajama bottoms stroking my cock. As I came to my senses, unsure at first why I was aroused, it dawned on me what she was up to.

"There you go, it took a minute to wake you up," she said, smiling up at me. "I wondered how long it would take."

"I'm sure you enjoyed it," I replied, "you are certainly good at it."

"Thanks," Sherry said. "Its easy when you provide such an inspiration." She reached up and kissed me. Again my mind was trying to understand where my prim, conservative, Catholic boss was hiding this during work hours, but it was easier to go with the flow given her ministrations to my now hard dick and soft lips kissing me. "I was thinking about what we've been doing and wanted to see if I could get a second round of something."

Knowing we had discussed having sex in the morning I thought she meant that, and said "how would you like to do it?"

"Slow down big boy. Typical guy going right for the money shot. We have to warm up first, and I wanted to find out if that tongue of yours was as good in round 2." Sherry continued to slowly stroke my cock as we bantered.

"I would be happy to give it a shot. You were absolutely delicious in round 1."

"Good," Sherry said. She pushed herself on top of me, continuing to kiss but releasing my cock. Sherry held the side of my head as our tongues swirled. Her new position allowed me to take hold of her bum, pulling it down onto my hard cock. Her short nightgown had ridden up, so the only thing between our genitals was my pajama bottom. I could feel the warmth radiating from her pussy. It was the first time I had given Sherry's ass a good feeling from this angle and while thin she had just enough to get a firm grip.

Sherry broke our kiss. "Enough of that, let's put that tongue to work in a higher value area." Sherry then raised her body up and quickly planted her pussy on my face. With my head on the pillow I was angled nicely to it, and she was able to grab the headboard to keep it tight.

My senses were flooded with Sherry's scent. Her lips were already coated with juices, so I split them with my tongue to retrieve more. Sherry's nightgown had fallen back into place, which limited the light, but as my eyes were only a couple inches from her patch of black hair and clit I could see them perfectly.

Sherry slowly circled her hips as she ground down onto my face. Again, where this was coming from in her demure public profile I didn't know but didn't care. Sherry's juices were flowing as I alternated licking her engorged lips, thrusting my tongue between them, and twirling around her clit.

"You could do that all fucking morning, it feels so good," Sherry gasped. "Don't stop!"

I held her ass cheeks with my arms. Sherry's thighs squeezed my ears as she rotated. Her pussy was almost glued to my face. Luckily my nose was high enough to breathe though Sherry's small patch of black public hair tickled it.

We continued for at least ten minutes. Time seemed to melt away as I continued to assault Sherry's clit and slit. Sherry moaned and continued to talk dirty, such as "oh please suck my clit some more," and "Oh God your tongue is fucking me." Where she came up with this I did not know and did not care as it had turned me into a pussy licking machine.

Finally after about some time her hips suddenly jerked against me. Sherry shuddered and continued to jerk. She didn't say a thing and I imagined her face was scrunched up as she rode the orgasm. Sherry's pussy poured forth even more juice until I could barely drink it all in. She reached down and grabbed my head, pushing it even harder into her body. "Don't stop, keep licking, keep licking, I'm cumming so hard you can't stop now."

Wanting to please the boss I continued focusing on her clit, which had grown to larger than the pea size it was before. Sherry spasmed for a good thirty seconds as the orgasm rocked her body.

She finally slumped down, exhausted. Her torso no longer heaved but Sherry continued to breathe deeply for a minute. She then released her thighs and moved down to lie on top of me. "Round 2 was more than satisfactory. We may have to do a round 3." Sherry kissed me, oblivious to the fluids still coating my cheeks.

"Round 3? We're leaving in a few hours......"

"But you forget ASM is in three weeks. I have my own room." she retorted and kissed me again.

ASM was the annual sales meeting. So she was thinking this was continuing beyond the snow event. I was processing all of this as we kissed. Sherry ground her pussy down onto my cock, which had tented my pajama bottoms and was going to need to be explained when I went home that afternoon to my wife. Notwithstanding my consternation my cock was still rock hard as it pressed against her.

"Maybe you should take those off," she suggested.

I complied, thinking it's best to listen to the boss. Sherry then skooched down slightly to capture the tip of my cock. She slowly wiggled to help it enter her body. Sherry then released our kiss and pushed down to take it all. Sherry gasped as my cock entered her, "Yes, ASM is a great idea."

We had a long slow fuck, first with her on top and then flipped to missionary to help me get the leverage to cum. After individual showers, Sherry and I packed up and loaded her minivan. My earlier shoveling was sufficient, and we were able to get out of Chelan easily toward Wenatchee and Stevens Pass. Traffic was very heavy as expected with 35-40 mph being the typical speed for the middle 60 miles over the pass. Once we were well down the west side things sped up but it was still a 6 hour drive instead of 3 ½.

As I was getting out of Sherry's car in my driveway, my wife Shannon was pulling out of the garage in her car. She stopped to tell us she was running to the store. Sherry gave me a quick goodbye hug, which I didn't think anything of but Shannon caught.

About 20 minutes later I was putting away my toiletries in the master bath when I caught Shannon's reflection in the mirror. "You fucked that sweet girl, didn't you? You fucked your boss, are you crazy?" She stepped toward me and pulled her sweater over her head, revealing a white bra. "God that makes me horny. Now fuck me and tell me all about it." And I did.

There are a few more chapters for the immediate aftermath with Shannon, then as ASM turned into a crazy three days with other female managers joining the fun, and finally another seminar that got a bit out of control. It is going to take me a while to write it all but stay tuned.

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LUST4LIFE writes Tue 18 Nov 2025 01:28:

Great story! Thanks for sharing!

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Hook writes Mon 17 Nov 2025 20:18:

"And, be sure to read the epilogue." Where is it?

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