We’ve been chatting for a while, but have not been able to set up a meeting yet, till now that is.. With her in Stellenbosch and myself in Blouberg, the logistics and schedules just never seemed to work.. But with her boss out of town and her being alone in the shop for the day, it’s given me all the time and opportunity I need. Still going to be risky, still not perfect, but at least we get to meet. I take to the N1 early morning; I don’t want traffic to be a problem. We haven’t set up a definite time, waiting for the shop to be empty and the coast to be clear, then she would let me know. I stop at a truck stop halfway between Cape Town and Stellies. I order a breakfast and some coffee. Good time to have some carbs and reflect on what’s happening. I let my mind run and I start feeling that familiar feeling inside my cock.. That slow sexy throb, building up from just above its base and running up the middle of the shaft all the way to the tip, balls starting to tingle.. Without having to feel or check, I know I’m wet already. Halfway through breakfast, I get her message. All good, coast is clear. I let her know I am 30 minutes away, finish my meal, settle the bill and I am on the way..To be honest, I did think the little bitch on the GPS would yet again get me lost again as her “turn left nows” are never in sync with real life roads.. But, lo and behold, the shop is much easier to find than anticipated. I walk up to the security gate, press the buzzer and as it opens I am met with the most amazing smile and sight.. She is gorgeous.. and tiny.. Much more petite than I thought.. Even smaller than I hoped.. She is wearing a tight fitting short, grey dress. Every curve, every inch of her body complimented.. Black pumps and black pantyhose.. Black pantyhose… God… the wrapping paper of the gods.. How perfectly it just giftwraps the gorgeous lady bumps.. I’m salivating already. I take a seat at her desk, we chat and chat. My eyes keep running up and down her legs, just can’t tear them away. She smiles as she knows all about my little nylon and leg fetish.. she did this on purpose.. The morning passes rather quick, when I look at my watch its almost lunchtime. She’s never away from my side for long, assisting clients and walk-ins and coming right back, giving me a smile and more to perve about every time she does. I love to watch her walk, her ass is dangerous.. should come with a warning label.. I look up, she is standing next to me, her hand outstretched. I take her hand and follow her to the back of the shop. She opens a door and leads me into a dimly lit store room. Her demeanor changes in the blink of an eye.. She turns, pushes me back against the closest wall and her lips are on mine immediately. Her one hand at the back of my neck, pulling my face towards hers, her other hand finds the bulge in my pants. I am frozen in time, no time to think or react, I’m floating in pure bliss and ecstasy. She stops kissing, then looks down to both her hands loosening my belt, and drops my jeans and boxers. I am fully hard, erect, veiny. The head is a deep dark purple and the pre-cum is oozing out of me like there’s an endless supply. She drops to her haunches, her legs open wide. She’s not wearing any underwear, her perfect fat pussy is showing through the sexy pantyhose… My observations are cut short by the feeling of her hot breath against my cock. She has her face right up and against him. She is breathing him in, smelling him all over.. It’s the sexiest thing I have ever experienced. Then she starts rubbing him in her face, in her neck, she slaps the wet head against her lips, her tongue.. she runs her mouth down all along the shaft, kisses and squeezes my balls and then pushes him into and down her throat. I did not think she could fit him all the way in, but she does.. The wetness and pressure is amazing.. She starts to moan out loud while she starts to throatfuck him. Her hands massaging the balls, the vibrations of her moaning driving me up the walls. My eyes close, my hands try and find grip on the wall behind me, but then rather grab handfuls of her hair. My asscheeks clench, pushing my hips forward, trying to give her even more cock to suck, lick and worship. It doesn’t take long, I feel that familiar feeling build up and apparently she recognized it too as she shifts into an ever higher, now frenzied gear.. I shoot wave after wave after wave of hot sticky cum down her throat, she doesn’t stop, she never slows down, sucking and milking him absolutely dry of every last drop. When she does take him out of her mouth, she gives him the most thorough, yet delicate tongue bath he has ever had. My head is somewhere between heaven and earth, my mouth still hanging open, my knees shaking.. She stands back up, I can see she is back to her professional, yet playful business self, gives me a kiss on the cheek and says, “..pull yourself together, see you at my desk when you’re ready…” And she’s out the door. My head still spinning, dazed, blood starts to return to my brain. The first thought I recognize is one of “fuuuuuuuuuuuuck…….”