Recruiting a Recruiter

Jasmin and I have worked together for some years, well five to be exact but who counts. You see I freelance, and she finds me leads and contracts to complete. Well after a while of NULL activity I called her to see what the market was doing for the new year. After a relatively complex call, and poor line I said, “Let’s do Lunch and discuss opportunities”, “Good idea, I’m free Thursday, I work from home so we can go to Mountie's wine bar, they do a lovely tepas” she replied and we book Thursday into our diaries.

Overall, I have to say, Jasmin has been one of the better agents I have worked with over the years (yes many) I have been in the business. Like all the girls that hit the spot with me, Jaz is 26 and about 5’6’’ a nice slim body with ample breasts displayed by a V-neck dress she was wearing. Her face is a beautiful oval with emerald, green eyes and sold cheekbones framed with jet black hair, long and down over her shoulders. She was a delight to be with. Well, typical business lunches took us into early afternoon, and with the bill paid we got up to leave.

“Look,” she said, “I have a proposal in this morning, I would like you to look at, it’s a small contract only about 20K but can you give it the once over?”. So, we set off to her place about 10 minutes away. Once inside we settled on the sofa with a glass of Red when her mobile went. Jaz returned a short while later looking rather crestfallen.

“Anything wrong,” I asked? Jaz sat down, tears in her eyes, “it's him” she said tearfully, He’s just not interested in me anymore, just told me he’s with someone else and not coming home tonight”.

“Look,” I said quietly letting her fall against my shoulder. I put my arm around hers and wiped away her tears. You’re a lovely person and I always admired you for your strength in business, you will be all right, promise.

Two little red eyes then looked up at me, those long black locks of hair straddled across her face. “Do you think so” “Not an analyst for nothing” I quipped to try and ease the tension but the atmosphere seemed to be growing tense with the very moment? We were both breathing a little heavy and our mouths just seemed to come together naturally. It was the longest passionate kiss while her hand was all over me, and it felt good to have those small hands rubbing against my trousers which Jaz was enjoying the feel of such a hardening b**st. “Do you want me?” she said with tearful eyes, “I have always wanted you” and again we were locked in a passionate embracing kiss.

I started to pull her dress zip down, “No,” not here she whispered hoarsely, standing she pulled me up off the sofa and lead the way to the bedroom. Once inside she looked up at me “Fuck me on our bed so he can smell what we have been up to” she said with mischief now replacing her tears. I love a room with long mirrors I placed her so I could see as I pulled that zipper down. Jaz started to suck and nibble on my earlobe, nuzzling against my neck, she had a lovely firm body with a sexy hollow back, I continued to undo her dress till it slid off onto the floor. Her hand slipped into my trousers, and she took a handful of cock, I gasped a little too much as she grinned “like it” she said with a grin. I smiled at the sight silky pink see-through bra with tiny red flowers. Her nipples pushing against her bra begging for release, she had on matching see-through panties with little red flowers, only the silky heart-shaped front hiding the small pot of honey I was seeking. With my shirt already gone, Jaz dropped to undo my trousers “let’s see the little man poor fella, all crunched up in there” as she pulled Percy out and before I could draw breath, she had her mouth around the semi-hard shaft and tantalizing the tip with her tong, gently I held her and played with her hair listening to the sounds of joy below. Bending slowly, I released her bra revealing her pert little breasts.

“Come here,” I said gently raising her to her feet, gently letting her drop back onto the bed. We kissed briefly which in a way says yes, as I kissed her neck following down to kiss and suck on her sweet breasts, nipples hard and erect. Sliding further down, my eyes fell upon the honeypot, pushing against her panties, a very wet heart. Pulling them to one side the rosebuds of her pussy opened, pleased to be released from the confines, I heard a muffled sharp intake of breath and squeal as I kissed her honeypot with my tongue, enjoying the juices oozing out between a pair of swollen lips. Occasionally slipping my tongue into the confines of her tight pussy hole. Jaz, suddenly clamped my head, pushing my head tight against her as she kicked off a small orgasm. “I am cold,” she said nervously, I pulled up the quilt and slipped between her open legs with the intention of fucking. Holding myself above her I rubbed my pre-cum against her pussy, mixing with her wet cum, and slowly, I slid into her, pulling out slightly and sliding in a little more each time. I whispered, “it’s all yours” and her eyes closed, Jaz relaxed even more and as I sunk all the way into her, she crossed her legs around my back, “you’re not going anywhere”.

I pushed against her wet hole sliding in gradually It was not long before we were able to enjoy the sensations from both our thrusting motions, she would push and grind against me while I used my legs to get hers as wide as possible allowing me to rub up against her clitoris and grind the pubic bone. With each deep thrust, She squealed and cried yes, make me cum. Moving slightly, I dropped my hands down to hold her tight bottom resting my full weight on her as I quickened the pace against her. Jaz clenched her legs hard against me, suddenly she cried and dropped gasping for air, her chest heaving against the orgasm she was having. I could no longer control my urge and just let it rip, filling her with my spunk.

After a while when we had recovered, she smiled and said “that is one hell of a wet patch, wait till he sees that’ stain. With that, I showered and dressed.

“I’ll let myself out I said with a smile”

I'll ping you when the coast is clear, she said coyly, if you're in town, pop over, the key will be under the flowerpots”. Then as she stretched out in bed pulling the cover-up, you can get into bed and wake me up slowly” ….
Publicado por CanterburyMan
2 años atrás
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