Going Commando

This happened last year. I work at major aircraft manufacturer as an inspector. On weekends we are allowed to wear pretty much what we wish within reason. I always wear underwear when in jeans but not when donning sweatpants. On this particular day wearing white sweats and a shirt with cutoff sleeves, as I often do during weekend overtime, a woman, Sadie, a manager of a department who is in her mid fifties, with a decent body, excellent actually but a not so good looking face, came into my area to discuss a problem. She had a goofy smile on her as she approached me and without warning, grabbed my package. Not a gentle grab but rather a very firm hold of me through my sweats. She brought her face within an inch of mine and said, “I knew you weren’t wearing any underwear.” I was paralyzed with this hugely unexpected action. “Jesus Sadie!” was all that came from me. She put her mouth to mine, her tongue probing in my mouth as she massaged my cock. “Every fucking weekend I have to watch you with this uncut cock flopping around and I not getting to use it!” was her retort. She made another comment about how she could actual tell, as could all the women, that I was circumcised. I checked later and yes, I guess in some positions you could. Anyway, my cock was pretty much fully erect and with no one around she pulled my dick out and stroked it. I was the only one in the lab for the weekend so there was little threat of getting caught. She just stood there stroking me, her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth and I started feeling her tits over her shirt. She said, “We need to finish this young man. Lunch break is in an hour, meet me by my car.” She then bent down and kissed the head of my cock, put me back in my sweats and left my area. Now like I said, Sadie had a 8 body but a 4 face. Frankly being as foulmouthed as she was and is and gruff, I assumed she was a dike. I’m married, as is she. I with one child and one on the way. Sadie was childless. This may sound terrible but her aggressiveness and straight forward want had me now wanting. A wanting that even with much prettier women I’ve always been able to resist. Lunch came, there she was standing by her car, “Get in” was all she said. We have an orchard just about half a mile down the street. She took a small dirt road deep into the orchard, parked the car. Problem? Her car was way too small to fuck in. She got out motioning me to join her to the front of the car. “Quick now, take off your clothing! We don’t have much time!” she said. As I kicked off my track shoes sweats shirt, she was doing the same with her garments. She was completely naked and much better looking body out of clothing than in. And her body fully clothed was pretty damn good. She looked at me and said, “Take off your fucking socks!” She had me lay down on the hood of the car and started sucking on my cock. She would suck on one nut at a time in her mouth and then bob on my pecker then back to my taint and balls. She then crawled up and sat on my hard on. My head was on her windshield, her tits on my face and frankly I couldn’t hold back and ejaculated. She smacked me in the face and said, “You fuck!” She got off me dripping my load down her thigh. I stood up and as I was about to apologize she laid down on her back on the hood and said, “Lick me clean of your seed and make it quick. We don’t have much time.” I ate her wonderful c**t, taking my time doing it. Her pussy had this magnificently large clit poking through her untrimmed bush. So big was it that I slowly sucked on it, it was almost a small dick. The size of a woman’s thumb. Her pee flaps were huge as well. Well needless to say, I took my time on this great discovery and her and my need to rush back evaporated. She would hold the back of her knees to her ears, exposing both holes beautifully, and she really like the attention my tongue was giving both. “You’re suck a fucking pig!” she shouted. Suddenly her thighs wrapped around my head, her hands pulling my face tight to her c**t and with that she came and came really hard. And scream! Fuck I’m sure anyone within a quarter mile could have heard her. We laid back on the hood, our backs on the windshield, naked as jay birds sharing a cigarette. We both agreed that it was an incredible experience. We decided to drive the car into a nearby parking lot and walk the couple of hundred yards to the factory. We told everyone that we had car trouble and no one seemed the wiser. At the end of the shift we hit the orchard again for a repeat performance and did and do so every weekend weather permitting.