Gallery Hummer
At one time I used to work for an art gallery that was housed
in an old historical building. The building was an old courthouse
that had, on the first floor, the art gallery and the Chamber
of Commerce. The company I worked for had several gift shops
in addition to the art gallery. Most of the employees were
concentrated at the gift shops. I was solely responsible
for the art gallery.
Now, the old courthouse was situated in a town that did not
have a very high median income. The gallery priced the art
at exorbitant prices and, therefore, hardly anyone ever
came into the gallery. The only people that came through
were those looking for the Chamber of Commerce. It was a
gravy job.
In the Chamber there were a couple of really nice looking
girls. Personally, I felt that they were too nice looking
for me to approach. I gradually got to know one of the girls,
Trisha, and we became somewhat decent friends. We were
really more acquaintances than friends. Trisha was tall
and lean. She had long brunette hair that she frequently
tossed around. Her body was very athletic looking and she
had the most beautiful legs that I have ever seen. Unfortunately,
she had a boyfriend.
One day she was talking about how bored she was. I was standing
next to her and I said, How about we go do something?
Like what?
I dont know. What would you like to do?
She thought about it for a little bit and then said, You
know I have a boyfriend.
I lowered my head and gently kicked her shoe and said, I
know. Then I looked straight into her eyes and gave her
a mischievous smile. Actually, it had not even occurred
to me to ask her out on a date. I was just trying to have some
fun with someone I knew.
She smiled back and said, Well, I have to watch my son so
I dont think that I can really go out. But, why dont you
come over tomorrow (Friday) and we can watch some TV.
Well, this sounded reasonable enough considering we were
only friends. So, I went to her house and her son was still
up. He kept jumping into my lap and refused to go to bed. The
kid must have been starved for attention. Anyway, she eventually
got him to bed and we both sat on her couch. She moved over
to one side of her couch and lay back with her legs spread
open enough that she could still talk to me and see me.
OK. Now, I am not the brightest guy in the world when it comes
to women giving me signals. This was one of those times when
I was completely blind. I still assumed she only wanted
to be friends. She was very nice looking and could have pretty
much any guy she set her mind to.
Anyway, we talked until about midnight and then I told her
that I had to leave because I had to go back to work the next
morning. I know, I knowplease dont remind me.
That next day she came in to see me at the gallery, which was
rather unusual because she had never been around before
on the weekend. At one point, she sat down on some chairs
that were sitting in front of me. She was wearing a short
skirt and she had the most beautiful tanned legs. She pulls
out some lotion or something and takes her shoes off. She
then starts caressing her legs and feet with the lotion.
I was in awe. I wanted to jump her right then because she had
lifted her skirt up high so she could rub the lotion on the
inside of her thighs.
Now, here is the stupid part. You can call me an idiot and
you would be right as far as that situation. You see, I still
didnt get the hint. I just could not allow myself to believe
that this gorgeous girl might be interested in me.
Anyway, about one week later it was Valentines Day. At
lunchtime, I would often close the shop and go in the back
storage room where there was some bedding and I would take
a nap. Did I mention that I have narcolepsy? So, Trisha came
into the gallery and asked me what I was doing for lunch.
I told her I was taking a nap. She laughed and said, But seriously,
what are you doing?
I walked her back to the storage room and showed her my makeshift
bed. I told her that there was not enough time for me to close
shop, go get something to eat and then open the shop back
up again. So, instead, I just took a nap.
Well, right at noon on that Valentines Day she came back
in and said "I have something that I want to give you
for Valentines." I told her that it was not necessary
to get me anything since we were not intimately close. However,
she insisted on giving it to me.
I started closing the gallery thinking that she would give
me whatever it was before I locked her in the room with me.
She stayed and I went ahead and locked the doors.
So, what kind of gift did you get me?
It is in the back storage room.
How did you get in there? I asked.
I have my ways she quickly replied.
I walked with her back to where my bedding was and I said I
dont see anything.
Really? she said in a seductive voice. How about now?
She grabbed me with one arm around my back and pulled me to
her. She then placed her hand on my crotch and started rubbing
it.
Oh. I said delightfully.
A few seconds later, Wait. I have to make an adjustment.
Of what? she said.
I put my hand down my pants and pulled my cock up so it would
be more comfortable.
She grabbed the front of my pants, pulled them to her and
looked down to see the head of my dick swollen and wedged
in place.
Maybe you should give it some breathing room. She then
unbuttoned my pants and pulled down the zipper. I was wearing
boxers with a big hole for the opening. She got down on her
knees and opened up my boxers and said I see somebody is
awake.
At that time, I wore boxers that have the snap-on buttons.
She quickly and expertly had my underwear open and out of
the way. She took her time staring at my cock. I could see
her going over every part with her eyes as her hand stroked
my dick. She then looked up at me and said, Are you ready
for your gift?
I am very ready. My breath was becoming noticeably more
quick and shallow. I looked down at her and she was still
analyzing my cock. Then she did a most beautiful thing:
she placed her lips on the very tip of my cockhead and gave
it a long kiss. She opened her mouth and softly ran the tip
of her tongue along the opening at the end of my dick. She
looked like she really enjoyed what she was doing.
She then opened her mouth and took in just the head. She held
it with her lips and I could still feel her licking the tip
of my cock. After a while, she said Mmmmmmprecum. She
then opened her mouth wider and started put more of my dick
in her mouth. She pushed her head against me with significant
pressure but she never gagged. She held her head there for
just about 20 seconds and then closed her lips and sucked
her way back off of my swollen cock.
She continued pushing my cock into her mouth and then slowly
releasing it. I suddenly had an urge that I had not felt before.
Without thinking, I grabbed the back of her head with one
hand and helped her try to get more of me in. She did not mind
this.
After maybe 10 minutes, I felt my legs starting to shake
a little. It was not long after this that I grabbed her head
and blew what must have been a massive load into her mouth.
I never got to see the load because she swallowed it immediately.
She stood up, put my dick back in place and buttoned my boxers.
With a sly smile, she said How do you like that for a Valentines
gift? I grabbed her and pulled her to me and we just stood
there kissing for the rest of the lunch hour.
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