I kind of like being one of the only two males in my department at work, but I never thought I'd actually get to reap any benefits from it. Damn, was I wrong! Raquel is a cute blonde who works in my department. She is about 5'4", 120 pounds, has crystal blue eyes, and what look to be nice full "B" tits. We hit it off immediately, but I never figured anything would come of it I'm married; she is over 10 years younger than I am, and had a boyfriend. Nevertheless, we talk all the time, and often throw various flirts back and forth. In particular, she has a pair of high heels that just kill me. She walked in one day wearing them, and I said "if you were my girlfriend, you'd never make it out the front door if you were wearing those!" She smiled and jokingly swung her hips back and forth as she walked by. One of the other girls in our area said, "oh yeah, your 'hooker heels'. Doesn't it make you feel good to hear someone say something that nice about you?" I'm not in our office every day, but I did notice that on the days when I was there, Raquel seemed to wear those shoes a lot. As our cubicles are across the aisle from one another, it also seemed that when I was at my desk and she was on the phone, she would have her chair turned all the way around where I could see her shoes and the bottoms of her legs. I didn't think anything about it other than the fact that I was just lucky to have such a nice view. I also took advantage of the chance to stand behind her at her desk ever so often and admire her thong, which always seemed to be pulled higher than her pants (my wife won't wear thongs or heels, by the way,)and even commented once about her carrying a "slingshot". She blushed and smiled. Although we frequently go out to lunch in large groups, on one particular day everyone else seemed to be out, and the two of us ended up going by ourselves. On the way, she actually commented that she hadn't gotten laid since she broke up with her boyfriend a month or two before, and she was starting to go crazy. I said, "you'll never ever convince me that you are having any trouble finding someone who wants you." She said there are plenty of guys she could, but none that she wanted to do it with she'd met. She said we should stop and see her new apartment, as she had just moved in a month ago after breaking up with her boyfriend. As I followed her up the stairs, she said, "are you staring at my ass?" "Of course I am!" I replied, jokingly. "Well, part of the time. You do have those heels on, so my attention is divided." "Well, you need to focus then," she said, "or else you might get shot with a slingshot when you're not paying attention." We both let out a big laugh as she let me in. As soon as I got in the door, I was knocked off balance when Raquel shoved me backwards. I ended up sitting kind of crooked on the couch, and before I could figure out what was going on, she pounced on me, and straddled me. "I haven't gotten laid because we just broke up, and I don't want to start a relationship with anyone. I also can't just go fuck some guy I met because I hang out at the same places all the time and I don't want a reputation, and the guys I've met have been kind of weird anyway. But I figured you kind of liked me from the way I see your pants bulge when you check me out, so I..." I didn't want to give her time to change her mind, so I immediately shoved my tongue in her mouth and started to devour her soft lips. When we finally broke apart, she looked me in the eyes, and said, "you know when a cat rubs up against your legs, it isn't really being affectionate, it's marking its territory by putting its scent on you." I nodded in agreement, not really knowing how this comment fit in to the situation, at which time she pushed me all the way back onto my back, slid my shirt up, and spun around. While she was still straddling me, she was facing my feet. In what may be the single sexiest move I've ever seen a woman make, she slid her skirt up to her hips to expose her bare ass to me (no thong or anything else, this time,) and said, I'm leaving my scent on you now!" She then slowly slid back towards my head, dragging her already soaking pussy up my stomach and chest the whole way. I would have devoured her right then and there, but I had her skirt still around her waist, and had to find the zipper on the side to get it off her. Meanwhile, she sat on my chest and massaged her juices all over my torso with her hands while grinding her pussy into me. By the time I got her skirt off, she had slid back down far enough I couldn't get my mouth on her, and she began to undo my pants. When she pulled them and my underwear down, my dick sprang directly up in the air. While I'm not huge by porn star standards, my 8 1/4 inches are fairly substantial, and she said, "I knew it, I fucking knew it was big! Mmmmm! I have to mark my territory again, but I know you have a wife, so I'll hide it." While I had no idea what she meant, I was not about to stop her from doing anything. Then I realized, she was furiously sucking the underside of the base of my cock, and was leaving a sweet, sexy hickey. As badly as I wanted to taste the sweet juice I was smelling, I figured turnabout was fair play, so I began slow, sloppy wet kissed on the inside of her thigh as I pulled her hips back towards my face. When I got to the inside of the joint of her hip, instead of moving right in to her lips, I began to suck as well, giving her a hickey too. I could tell from the way she was squealing while sucking on my dick that she was loving it, and when I began to taste the blood coming to the surface to make that dark bruise, I sucked even harder. When I was sure I had make a lasting impression, I skipped over her pussy and did the same thing on the inside of her other hip. By this point, she had finished her hickey, and was licking and nibbling on my head while she had thrust her free hand down between us, and was madly working her clit. I could feel the juice running out of her and onto my chin when she pulled off and said, "if you don't put your tongue in my right now I'm going to die!" I didn't think it would be right to deny such a heartfelt request, so I slurped all the wetness from the outside of her lips and drove my tongue as deeply as it would go. Raquel, by this time with about half of my dick in her mouth, let out a guttural moan that could only mean her most primitive desire was being completely fulfilled. I had not thrust my tongue into her more than 10 times it seemed, when I felt the spasms and convulsions of her entire pelvis. She took her mouth from my dick to let out the loudest scream I'd ever heard during an orgasm, and then, much to my surprise, she began to squirt. She regained her composure enough to begin apologizing for not warning me she was a squirter. As my shirt was still up around my chest, it was fairly well soaked with her cum. I told her the only thing she needed to apologize for was cumming so quickly, because I wasn't nearly done eating her pussy. Until that time, I hadn't even noticed that she had a completely shaven bush, and I told her it was a fantasy of mine to eat a bare pussy. I then realized she wasn't even completely naked yet, and I tore her shirt open. Buttons went flying, and I roughly pulled her right tit out of the top of her lacy lavender bra and drew her nipple into my mouth, grazing it past my teeth. She unhooked her bra, dropped it to the floor, and began pulling on the other nipple herself. I pulled back to just look at her a second. Her hair was tussled all about her head, she was breathing heavily with a slight pout; her nipples sat slightly upturned and puffy, a dark flushed red against her pale breasts, which were bigger than I had figured, and a nice shiny wetness glistened against her full pussy lips. I looked down to realize she still had on her heels, which made her legs look 10 feet long and just the perfect combination of thin and muscular. I then pushed her back on the sofa, dropped to my knees, and said, "I told you I wasn't done eating you yet!" and forcefully sucked her clit into my mouth. As I continued to flicker my tongue all around it, her breathing became more and more shallow. She grabbed my by the back of the head and pulled towards her while grinding her bald snatch into my face, her heels pushing into my back for traction, whimpering the entire time. I could tell by the increase in speed she was reaching the point of no return, and when she started to cum, this time I covered her entire pussy with my mouth, so as not to miss a drop. Even with my best efforts, there was more than I could hold, and it ran down my chin and down her slit. She began heaving and moaning so much I thought at first she was crying, but as I was just about to think "oh, God, what have I done to her," she let out a breathless, exasperated, "that was the best fucking orgasm I've ever had. She lay there, legs spread, spent, on the couch, and as I looked at her pussy red and swollen from two major orgasms, framed by two crimson hickeys on her inner hip joints, juice dripping down--I had to have more. I had never done it before, but I grabbed her by soles of her sexy hooker heels, pushed her knees outward and upward, and slid my tongue along the trail of cum, all the way from her pussy to the tight little button of her ass. She swayed her hips along with my rhythm for quite a while, and seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit, but eventually she said, "That's it. That's enough." Again, I thought I'd done something wrong, when she said, "I can't take this anymore, I need you in me!" She stood up from the couch and lay me back on the carpet, straddling me and sliding down on me. She slid slowly, but it was purely for effect, because she was so wet nothing could have kept me from entering her. While she rode me she reached her hand out to my face and wiped some of her own juices from my chin. She brought it to her lips and licked it off her fingers, gave me a sexy sly smile, and said, "Damn, my pussy IS sweet. No wonder you wouldn't quit." That was just about the icing on the cake for me, and I told her I was going to cum. She hopped up off me, turned around, and slammed my dick in her mouth, jerking me off furiously at the same time. She slid back to my face, and played with her clit again to bring herself off on my mouth one last time at the exact same time I began to cum. I don't know how I managed to hold out that long, but because I had, I shot the most enormous wad I have ever cum. Raquel swallowed what she could, and caught the rest in her hands, rubbing it all over her tits and stomach. She bent down and licked the head clean. After we collected ourselves, she said, "shit, your shirt! You can't go back to the office smelling like sex." She took my shirt, handwashed it, and threw it in the dryer. We realized we both smelled like sex, so we jumped in the shower together and washed each other off while the shirt dried. Even though it was the best lunch break I'd ever had, we never did get anything to eat (except each other!)