Chapter 42: Alexa's Photoshop 003 /Banging Ms Darlene

Then he moved to the side, sat on the opposing couch shooting from a lower angle, and she laid down, sliding her hands up and down her body sensually, covering her breasts teasingly, and fluttering her eyes in mock orgasmic pleasure.

Then she rolled off of the seat, and started to crawl towards Kevin, eyeing the camera’s point of view hungrily and licking her lips. As she reached him, and he widened his zoom to an 18mm, she walked her hands up his calves to his knees, and slid her hands up his thighs.

“No actual sex, but lets make it look convincing,” she whispered with a mischievous grin.

“As long as you’re comfortable with it, you look amazing. You do you,” he replied. His shutter flurried away as her hands worked at his jeans, sliding them off of his hips and exposing a large, quickly hardening cock.

She kept eye contact with the camera, her hands planted firmly on his thighs, being careful to not make any actual contact with his erect member, but her mouth danced around him, her breath warm and sensual against his skin.

He dipped the camera low, and she dove down, sliding his cock against her cheek, making it appear that she had engulfed it by putting her face between it and the camera. She bobbed up and down, slowly at first, his cock brushing lightly now and again against her cheek, but as she sped up the contact became greater and greater, and drops of precum began to slide across her cheek.

Then she raised up, and finally grabbed his cock with her hand, tilting it forward toward her, and slowly lowered it toward her open mouth, but stopping just short of contact. A drop of precut swelled from him, and trickled down onto her waiting lips as she pretended to engulf his engorged cock.

She pulled back only slightly, and looked to the camera as she licked her lip clean. She missed the beat though when she pulled his cock back to her waiting lips, and caused her tongue to play across him gently, leaving him moaning lightly with anticipation and lust.

She rose up out of his lap, staring the camera down as she stood up, and straddled his lap, pushing him down so that he could keep her in frame.

Her hand slid down his chest and gripped his cock, dragging it across the wet lips of her soft pussy as she looked up toward the ceiling and let out a deep moan and plunged down, pushing his cock just behind her, to the camera it appeared to be inside her, and she started to rock.

With each roll of her hips, his cock slid against her soaked pussy, and as she slid her hands up his chest, it lost its position behind her, and slid forward and up across her clit causing her to tremble and grind down harder onto him.

With a free hand he grabbed her hip, and with a downward nudge he felt a warmth spread across him as his cock plunged into the depths of her warm and waiting pussy.

She leaned up and started to bounce on his throbbing member, the room becoming filled with the sound of smacking bodies and clicking shutters as she slid her hands up her body and grasped her breasts, rolling her nipples in her thumbs as she moaned in passion and rocked his cock inside her.

Suddenly a click could be heard from the studio, and a door swung open followed by the sound of a female voice.

“Shit, its Carol, Shh, we have…” Kevin tried to warn Alexa, but she grabbed his wrists with her hands and drove down harder onto his cock, bouncing as fast and hard as she could, causing the couch to thump into the wall.

“That’s the spot Kevin! Fuck me! Fuck me! Give me your cum baby, let me feel you fill me! Fill me with cum Kevin!” she started to yell, rolling her hips as she bounced, feeling his cock slide deeper than ever into her and he started to tense up.

The door to the office swung open with a bang, just as she leaned down onto him, kissing him passionately and dragging her finger nails down his side. She felt him shiver and break loose and in short jets warmth flowed into her as his cum filled her waiting pussy.

They slowed to a stop, turned staring at the door, and suddenly a short, blonde girl grinning ear to ear slid around the door.

“But you’re not, who,” he stammered but he was caught silent as Alexa slid his cock out of her, he shivered slightly from the sensation, and his cum poured down her pale freckled thigh.

A shutter snapped, and she looked down and caught him still holding the camera.

“Never one to miss a shot?” she teased with a smile, before nodding to the blonde girl. “This is my friend. She came to pick me up, I thought I might up the intensity though when I heard her come in. Sorry.”

A flash of relief flooded his face as he looked over at the girl. “I guess I can’t pretend I didn’t enjoy the rush. We should clean up though, this really isn’t the way my shoots tend to go.”

The End.

Book Title**: Banging Ms Darlene**

So there I was, nervously waiting in the parking lot for my job interview at UPS. I was applying for jobs all summer that year. Application after application, and not one single response. It sucked big time. Lucky for me I found an ad that UPS had posted online wanting warehouse package handlers, at $15 an hour. Wasn’t bad for an entry level position. It was a new facility too. 20 minutes from where I lived.

The last gig I had fell through, but I wasn’t able to receive unemployment funds after the fact. I did some freelance graphic designing to scrape up some extra cash, but it wasn’t enough to cover the bills, my car note and other things. Yeah, I was going through it.

I exhaled, got out of my car and walked to the security station, met by an older black guy holding a wand. Another guard was leaning on the counter, filling out a log sheet. “Arms up, please…” he said, turning the wand on as I stepped forward, “Interview?”

“Yup,” I nodded as the man scanned down my chest and legs, “It’s supposed to be for a package handler position.”

“Yeah, I hear that. You’re about the fifth person today to come in here for that. Hell, I’d apply myself, but at my age, I have no business lifting packages! Just keep your fingers crossed, and remember…firm handshake!”

“You got it,” I chuckled.

I walked out, fixing my tie a bit as I saw the main entrance to the office portion of the facility, which was freaking huge. Some construction workers were still working outside, patching up what was last of the landscaping.

As I walked inside, I met a beautiful woman who resembled the actress Phylicia Rashad, sitting at the front desk. She was a black woman about in her late 40’s, with a short bob hairstyle. She was fine as hell, and I do mean FINE. I always had a “thing” for older women.

Her breast pushed against the button of her black blazer, the red top underneath displaying just a tad bit of cleavage. Her glasses made her sexier. Small bold frames on a gorgeous, light brown face just do it for me. Gosh, she was bad! A ball of excitement stirred up inside of me, thinking that if I was to get this job, I could see this lady everyday.

“Mr…Wheeler?” she asked after shuffling through several papers, and then looking at the time.

“Yes, Justin Wheeler, yes,” I nodded, standing in front of the door.

“Okay, have a seat over there, darlin’,” she pointed, “They’re not done with the last interview yet. Everyone around here calls me Ms. Darlene.” She had thick southern accent, almost of a full out southern belle.

“No problem…oh and nice meeting you, Ms. Darlene,” I said as I sat, looking around the office at the UPS plaques and posters on the walls.

I sat and waited for about 15 minutes as she took phone calls, answering and transferring them throughout building. It’s funny how she didn’t pick up on my excessive staring. I couldn’t help but to stare. She was that damn fine.

“Would you like a bottle of water while you wait, dear?” she asked after ending a call, “I’m sorry that’s it’s taking this long.”

“Oh-um-sure that’ll be okay,” I said, snapping out of my little trance.

She nodded and stood from her seat, exposing a nice pair of hips squeezed into some black business slacks. My eyes got big as I adjusted myself in my seat. Damn she’s thick, I thought as she walked from behind her desk, giving me a clear, profile view of what seemed to the biggest booty I had ever seen in my life.