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Getting to Know Nina

Allow me to introduce myself. My name's Archie, I'm 26, single and a supervisor in a medium sized company based in London.

The company offices occupy several floors of an office block in the city, with my office being on the 18th floor. Senior management is located on the floor above me, non-management staff on the floor below.

One morning whilst riding the lift up to my floor, I noticed a new face amongst us. The reason I noticed her wasn't so much because she was attractive, but because she was so smartly dressed. I guessed her age to be around thirty, maybe a little older, and figured she was probably a new secretary in management. She was one of those women that you find yourself wanting to strike up conversation with, but unfortunately, every time I saw her, she appeared to be preoccupied.

That's until I saw her in Strumms, a swanky bar close to the offices that I often frequented after work.

I walked over to the bar, ordered a beer and watched to see whether she was in company. I waited for about five minutes and when nobody had joined her I decided to take the plunge, walked over and introduced myself.

"Hi, I'm Archie," I said, holding out a hand. "We work in the same building, I believe."

She shook my hand, sent me a friendly smile and replied. "I'm Nina, and yes, I've seen you in the lift a few times."

We sat together for the rest of the evening, chatting about work, life and ambition. I learned that far from being a secretary, she was in fact a senior officer at the company I work for. I also discovered that she was divorced, had no children, and to my surprise, was already in her mid forties. She'd worn well, and I told her so.

By the end of the evening I found myself incredibly attracted to her. She's intelligent, honest and had no airs about our status differences. The woman really was in a class of her own.

About a week later I saw her in the lift again. I really wanted to ask her out on a date, but didn't want to embarrass her in front of the others we were sharing the lift with. Instead, I wrote a note on the back of my business card and slipped it into her pocket next time I saw her. It read: "Call me if you fancy a drink together. Archie."

Two days later she contacted me. We agreed to meet in Strumms again, and after yet another evening enjoying each other's company, having a drink together became a regular thing. We'd chat about everyday things like books we'd read, TV programmes we'd watched, places we'd visited and for each time we met, we found we had more and more in common.

Eventually Nina started opening up to me and talking about more personal subjects, like how she'd relax in the bath with oils that would leave her skin feeling smooth and sensual, and even how she'd watch the men the office going about their business while she guessed whether or not their manhood was ample enough judging by the length of their necks. Of course, there was absolutely no basis for the comparison, it was just a private game she played.

One night at Strumms, I asked her to rate the men in the room and she started with the one to her left. She gradually worked her way around the room until I was the only one she hadn't rated.

"So what about me?" I asked.

She hesitated, then after a long pause she starts working on her theory again, albeit a little more embarrassed this time.

After she'd given me the verdict, some kind of brazen courage came over me-probably thanks to the beer-and I asked her if she'd like to find out whether her guess had been right. At first she just sat there staring at me and I thought I'd gone and ruined a perfectly good friendship. If ever I've felt like a prize wanker, that was the moment!

But then she surprised me. Without saying a word, she stood up, gathered her things, looked at me and walked towards the door, motioning for me to join her. I've never paid a bill so quickly in my life, and was out of that door and walking up the street with her before you'd have had time to spit!

We continued to walk in silence until we got to her apartment. I had no idea she lived so close to the office, and especially not in such a fashionable and apartment building in one of the city's most desirable areas. We rode the lift up to her floor, still not speaking, but with anticipation crackling in the air between us.

As soon as we were inside her door she turned and kissed me full on. Slowly at first and then gradually building in intensity until we were tearing each other's clothes off. In just a few short minutes we were both fully naked in front of each other and still hadn't said a word.

I stepped back to admire her naked body, feeding my eyes and my mind. My God, she was beautiful. Her skin was near flawless; her breasts-completely natural-were high and firm with rosy nipples that jutted out, begging to be sucked. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, showing just enough of the slit of her pussy to send me into a frenzy of excitement.

She pulled me towards the bedroom and down onto the bed where I slid my body along hers, gently kissing her left breast, now taut and hard, while slowly teasing her pussy with a finger.

I could smell her sex, a sweet scent that drew me down towards her womanhood. As I let my tongue slide slowly along the length of her open pussy, teasing her clitoris for just the merest moment, she moaned hard and writhed in the throes of orgasm. I hadn't realised just how close she'd been, but as I was rock hard, I decided not to waste any more time before burying myself in her pink, wet and warm cunt.

As I entered her with a deep slow thrust, I felt the most amazing sensations race through me. I began to thrust, pushing deep inside her. As I pulled out she'd follow with her pelvis, pushing against me, using her body to beg for more. With gyrating hips and deep guttural moans, she drove me crazier than I'd ever been, and as I watched her face, I could see that she was enjoying every second of it.

I wanted it to go on fucking her, thrusting into her wet pussy forever, but she was already begging me to cum with her. Trust me, I didn't take much coaxing. My cock exploded within seconds as she pushed herself hard against me, her pussy muscles gripping my cock as I pushed deep inside her one last time, then my body stiffened as I pumped cream into her depths. I shot so much it physically hurt, but it was a pleasurable pain, one I'd happily experience again.

Sated, I fell back on the bed. But Nina wasn't finished. She slid down and took my cock in her mouth, working it to an erection again. Once she was satisfied that it was hard enough she gave me a blow job I'll never forget. I'd never been deep-throated before but Nina managed to take every one of my eight inches, riding me with her mouth until I shot my load again.

I wanted our relationship to continue but Nina wasn't ready for any kind of emotional attachment, especially not with somebody so much younger than herself. But the sex didn't destroy our friendship, and we continued to meet at the bar once a week and play the private game that nobody else knew about.

Sadly, about a year later she told me she'd taken a job in another city. I hated the thought of losing her friendship, but am immensely glad to have known her. Nina has definitely changed my attitude towards older women; they can be better and wilder in bed than any women my age or younger. They know what they want, and they know how to get it!

Contributed by: Archie Type 15/06/2006

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