There’s more, much more to my time with Kaeleigh. Three or four times per year, our industry had conventions in resort cities. All of us from the office would attend these weekend affairs, staying in classy hotels. Banquets, meetings, cocktail hours and so forth. Invariably, Kaeleigh and I would arrive early or check out late so that we could meet in one of our rooms and fuck like teenagers.
Once, I had a morning committee meeting and Kaeleigh didn’t. I skipped my meeting and went to her room. She was still in bed and I stripped off my clothes as she went potty. Back in bed we had some very satisfying morning sex. Creating an orgasm first thing in the morning is the perfect way to start off the day. Later, during the convention cocktail hour, we’d make the rounds so that everyone saw us both there. Then we’d sneak out and go have a quicky in our rooms, making it back in time for the banquet dinner. This happened several times a year, with regularity.
At one point, our company had a retreat in another state. Kaeleigh was not included, having to stay back and run the office. On the Saturday night, after all the festivities, I retired to my room and called Kaeleigh. She regaled me with a situation that she had gotten mixed up in.
She had been at the bar and got really tipsy. Driving home, she saw a fast-food joint and just had to stop. She missed the entrance from the road and found her car in a shallow ditch. Before she could extricate it, a local cop showed up. Seeing her condition, he helped her get her car back on the road. In order to thank him and avoid a ticket for drunk driving, she offered a blowjob. He readily accepted. She sucked off the cop in the back seat of her car rather than get busted. Typical Kaeleigh, making lemonade out of lemons.
The company we worked for utilized many agents to sell our services. As mentioned before, the industry held several conventions throughout the year. It was customary for the industry leaders (my company included) to rent a suite and host a hospitality room for our agents. Free booze and munchies prior to or sometimes after the formal banquet.
It worked out that Kaeleigh and I were put in charge of making all the arrangements and hosting such affairs. Of course, we’d have to get there a day before to finalize all the details with the hotel staff and take control of the suite. This gave us hours to role play, to spontaneously fuck, to eat pussy and to generally enjoy each other’s private parts to the max. At times we’d fuck so long and hard that our equipment would get raw and sore. Good times, over and over.
An interesting event happened at a surprise birthday party I organized for my wife. I asked her if she wanted a big party or just to have a quiet dinner out with a few *********** friends. She chose the quiet dinner. Unbeknownst to her, I had Kaeleigh and a cousin in the wings. I had surreptitiously invited about 50 people to arrive at our house after we had left for our quiet dinner. Kaeleigh and the cousin were waiting at the end of our street and, as soon as they saw us leave, they descended upon our house and laid out food and drink. Fifty some odd family, friends and neighbors descended upon our house, parking down the street.
At the end of our quiet dinner, the waitress offered after dinner coffee. I declined, suggesting that we retire to our house to enjoy that. The few *********** friends from our restaurant dinner all arrived at our house which was filled to overflowing. A raucous party was in full swing.
During the surprise party, I kept my eye on Kaeleigh. At one point, she and a close male friend of ours disappeared down into the basement. I would occasionally go down myself and check on them under the ruse of using the private bath down there. They were not having sex (yet) but were obviously flirting, touching, and headed that way.
Sometime after midnight, the party dwindled. It was decided that Kaeleigh would go home with my close friends (husband and wife, two kids; our BFFs) to stay at their house, being too drunk to drive. The next morning, they all came back to our house for breakfast. I learned that once they got to my BFFs house, he had his wife drive the babysitter home. While she was doing that, Kaeleigh was treating him to one of her stellar mouth jobs.
As a disrelated aside, yours truly had a “there is no great genius without a touch of madness” moment. The guest list for the surprise party was composed of four unrelated groups: family, neighbors, and work colleagues from both our jobs, with a few solo friends mixed in. Nobody would know anybody except those in their group. And to simply put “Dick” or “Virginia” on a name tag requires no skill, no challenge. My touch was to have everyone write how they knew my wife, rather than their own name. “Co-worker at XYZ” or “neighbor, known her since college” or some other de***********ion. The speakers name only becomes important once a common intersection is made. This worked very well as an ice breaker and got people circulating and chatting in short order.
In yet another instance, our boss held a small cocktail party at his house. There were 8 to 10 people there, my wife and Kaeleigh included. I behaved myself all night although I noticed Kaeleigh taking a keen interest in a neighbor who was there. The following Monday, she shared how she had hooked up with the neighbor.
After my wife and I left, the party continued. Kaeleigh and the neighbor kept giving each other the eye, signaling sex was available. When the neighbor and his wife left, Kaeleigh walked out with them. He arranged to take the dog out for a walk and meet her in her car. He enjoyed having his cock sucked by a pro, swallowing his entire load. She said that his cum load was huge. Filled her mouth to overflowing and almost made her gag. She said that it seemed like he shot a full month’s worth of jism down her throat.
During all this time, Kaeleigh and I continued our daily lunch meetings. Every day we would disappear at lunch time and find a secluded place to park. We’d chat for a bit, her telling me of all her other sexual conquests. Then, very matter-of-factly, she would just undo my belt and bend over to suck me off. She never failed to make me cum and she swallowed every time. It was a truly sublime time in my life. I’ll never forget all those blowjobs and how satisfied they made me feel.
This continued for nearly two years. A quick calculation of just the lunchtime blowjobs: 20 days per month, say 22 months, amounts to over 400 blowjobs. This doesn’t include all the other times when she would suck me off either in the office after hours or any of the myriad other times that we found ourselves alone and connected other than during lunch hour. The math sees the total number of times her mouth was on my penis approaching 800 times. Just from one slut. I was a happy man during that time.
Eventually, the fourth person in our office (the married woman) resigned and the boss brought in a male. When the woman resigned, she had a few friends over to her house as a going away event. I was not invited (or couldn’t make it). Kaeleigh went and told me later that she got to suck off the woman’s husband during the event. Details were sketchy but she somehow managed to get him alone in the basement, get his cock out and drink his cum. She really likes sucking cock and swallowing cum juice. Thankfully.
The new male in the office interrupted our daily routine for a couple of weeks. He would often stay past 5 as he was learning our systems and procedures. This left us with only our lunchtime sex. Over time, he paid attention to our comings and goings. I think he put two and two together and would follow us when we lit out to find our secluded blowjob spot. I never confirmed that, yet the chances were high that he did so.
It turns out that he really didn’t like me and wanted to replace me with a buddy of his. About 6 months after his arrival, he got me fired (not for cause; I was productive and well-liked by all of our agents, but I was just an “at will” employee). He had his buddy hired in my place. I licked my wounds and met up with Kaeleigh only a couple of times after that.
Once, my wife went away for the weekend taking the kids. I reached out to Kaeleigh who met me for dinner. After dinner, she rode with me back to my house. Lots of sucking, fucking and spontaneous “Get your dick out. I want it in my mouth now.” In the morning, after a quickie wakeup fuck, we sat on the couch drinking coffee. My mind was still in the sex mode and my hard cock was clearly visible through my sweatpants. There was even a growing dot of precum. “Looks like you’ve got a situation there. What should we do about that?” Upstairs, legs in the air, pound that pussy hard again. We just couldn’t get enough sex.
Had our lives intertwined differently and we had been married to each other, we would have fucked like bunnies constantly. I’m certain that eventually we would have included others in our rotation as well. Both males and females. She was truly a sex craving slut and I was a constant hardon boner guy, always ready, willing and able to perform.