Her Toy Boy

As a engineer for a pressure vessel company I was sent to Prague to meet with a pressure vessel manufacturer. The lady I met with was in her later forties, a PhD is metallurgy. She showed me all the promotional material, took me for a tour of the factory. During the walk she told me her grandfather had been the man who started it, before the Germans took it.

We went to lunch afterwards and she invited me to the Opera. Not an Opera fan I tried to get out of it, but I was trapped and I went putting my best foot forward. At the Opera, during all that singing she kept letting her hand go on me. She hooked my little finger with hers and I could only ask myself what was happening.

After the Opera we went for a night cap at a small bar she liked and then she said that her apartment was close, if I wanted to see it. It's not that I wasn't already wondering what she was up to, it was pretty obvious, but it was a game I had no experience in. We went to her apartment, obviously a very expensive apartment, decorated with expensive furniture and paintings. She 'dropped' her shawl on the floor and then her shoes were off. She brought me a drink in a small crystal glass and sat down in front of me.

She touched my knee and asked me if I was a man or was a mouse. She needed a man, was I up to it. With that she stood and stepped out of her dress, into very small panties and tiny bra barely covering her nipples. In a swoosh her bra was off and so were her panties. Again leaning forward she asked me if I was man, this time grabbing my crotch and asking me what I had in there. It all was happening in a hurry, she was on the floor undoing my belt buckle and unzipping my fly and going for my dick in a hurry.

She sucked, I mean sucked hard, and got me erect in a half second. She had no trouble doing what she was doing. After I was hard she took off my shoes and pulled off my pants and underwear, stood and went to the drawer and pulled out this spray bottle and sat back and opened her legs wide, displaying her pussy and with that she sprayed her pussy with the bottle.

I went to her, this time it was my turn to crawl and I tore off my shirt and buried my nose in her pussy. The taste was minty, and she said things I couldn't make out, I don't know if they were in English. She came and screamed loud, and called me a bastard and why did I bite her. She picked up her panties and then dropped them on my face and said fuck me.

She fucked, more than I did, she fucked swallowing my dick in her. She held on, my shoulders and got her hands on my butt cheeks. It came on me before I could do much about it, and I was squirting myself in her. She pushed me off and told me she was disappointed. Why was it that men always thought about themselves with no thought of the lady. She stood with her feet crossed, looking down at me, her small tits with her nipples hard, as she turned and bent over. She had a buttplug in her ass, with a small crystal.

Angry again she told me that when a man fucks he should think first of the lady before thinking of himself and to fuck her again but this time fuck her to completion. Only this time she bent in a ninety holding on with her arms extended to the bureau. Her legs apart, the crystal in her buttplug glistening in the light, and her pussy lips wide open. I fucked her, she kept her head down, she positioned her feet to take it in further. While I fucked away she let go of one hand and rubbed herself while she held herself up with the other until she had her orgasm. Then, to punish me, she withdrew asking me how it felt to left hanging.

Still naked, both of us naked, saying she felt sorry for me she gave me a blowjob to completion. The rest of the night was in her bed, with the window open letting in the night breeze.

She only spoke to me about our proposal, not to the Business Development people, not the CEO or any of his lawyers. It was me, the low level engineer that she spoke to. And since she only spoke to me, I went to Prague several times and stayed at her apartment.