It wasn’t the first time he’d seen her like this: pensive, looking at nothing and with a sad look. It was clear that Celle, the receptionist in my building, was having a hard time.
Although we were not great friends, I would see her every day when I walked in and she was always very friendly and cheerful, but lately she seemed different from her.
I wanted to help her, so I asked her if she was OK, and she said yes, but she looked as though something was bothering her. She told me that she had just broken up with her boyfriend, who lived far away. He didn’t want to continue the relationship because they weren’t seeing each other enough and he was going abroad for work, so she moved out of his apartment.
It was obvious that she was going through a difficult process, so I wanted to see if maybe by talking to me, she could let out some of that pain that was inside her.
My intention was to be delicate and non-judgmental about whatever it was that bothered her. Maybe I was wrong, but I thought that helping people get over their problems and worries would make them stronger and happier.
Celle’s situation was similar to many others who are going through a breakup. When her boyfriend left, she felt alone, lonely and without support from anyone or anything. Nowadays, people usually have their phones with them all the time, but even then, you can feel very isolated.
The next thing I did was tell her about me and how I dealt with my breakups. I told her that I’m a little bit of a romantic, and I really cared for someone that I loved, so I made sure that once things ended, I didn’t do anything stupid such as drinking too much alcohol or making myself look bad for someone else.
I also told her that it would help focusing on her, her job, and her surroundings instead of letting herself fall into depression. I didn’t talk about love anymore, because I knew that she might start crying again, but I wanted to help her get over this.
She looked at me and said “thank you” before taking her things and preparing to leave, since her turn had already ended.
I suggested that we sit on the sofa in the lobby and take a few minutes to calm down. We talked a lot until she felt confident enough to ask me something I didn’t expect her to tell me.
“Alex, I really appreciate your advice and I think there is only one way to feel better. I want to ask you for something, but you must promise me that you will not judge me or question my decision.”
I looked at her and nodded my head. I didn’t know what she had planned, but I agreed to help her.
“Will you sleep with me? I don’t want anything romantic, just a relaxing and soothing session to forget about everything and feel better. I know that you are a man who knows how to separate things very well, and is not going to play with my feelings. I just want pleasure for one day, I want to feel wanted again.”
I was surprised at her request, I normally have no problem sleeping with a beautiful woman, but I didn’t want to take advantage of one who may be emotionally vulnerable right now.
“If you have doubts, I can find another man. But I’d rather it be you. I know that you are able to take care of my heart and at the same time satisfy me.”
I smiled and thought about her words. She was right; I’m not going to mess around with her or try to seduce her, I’ll just make love to her as a friend would.
I promised her that I wouldn’t push her for more, and she understood that it wasn’t a commitment.
We went to my bedroom and I undressed myself while she took off her clothes and sat on the bed waiting for me. She was gorgeous. By taking off that tight blouse, she revealed a beautiful pair of big breasts.
I must admit that I always wondered how she would look naked, because I always found her physically attractive. The fact that she was willing to go through this was very encouraging.
I approached her and tried to kiss her gently on the lips. She backed away and told me “no, nothing romantic, I just want sexual pleasure.”
I smiled and kissed her softly on the cheek. I started playing with her nipples and then I started kissing and licking them. She started to moan and told me that she was getting wet very fast. I pulled down her skirt and then the skimpy thong she was wearing under it.
She exposed a discreet pubic hair and under it a delicate vagina, which when I touched her I could tell that she was ready for me. I inserted two fingers into her pussy and she began to shake uncontrollably.
Then I took off my pants and let out my cock already hard and ready for action.
When she saw me, her eyes widened and she couldn’t hide her surprise.
“I didn’t think they could be that big! When they told me you had been an actor I thought it was something else, but now I understand.”
I told her that despite her size, she always found a way to fit everything in, and that she should just relax.
“Okay Alex, I do want you inside me. It’s just that my ex-boyfriend didn’t have it like that.” she smiled.
I smiled back and said “that’s what I’m here for, to give you the pleasure you need.”
I began to move slowly inside her. She moaned loudly, which was music to my ears. Her vagina felt warm and eager to receive me.
I continued moving faster and harder until I reached the point where I felt that she had to cum. She gasped and pushed her ass against me.
I could feel how close she was and I increased the speed and power. As I pushed it into her, my cock went deeper and deeper, until I finally pushed it all the way. She gave a great moan and arched her back like a spasm.
Her body stiffened and I kept pounding her until her legs were shaking and she was almost crying. I slowed down and stopped to give her a moment to catch her breath and recover from the intense orgasm.
She took a few seconds to spin the words and told me “that was incredible, I can feel you in such detail, the veins of your naked cock, the folds, everything!”
I smiled as she wiped the blood from her face. I tried to pull my cock out a bit, but she squeezed me with her legs so it wouldn’t come out.
“No, stay in here. I want to feel all of you.”
I relaxed and told her that I would be inside her for a while, so she needed to relax. I asked her if she liked it and she said that she did, but that she didn’t want to stop. So we decided to change positions. She lay face down while she penetrated her vagina again but this time from behind.
I grabbed her hips and held her tightly, thrusting my cock in and out.
Her skin felt soft and smooth against mine and her smell was intoxicating. I could hear the sound of our bodies hitting each other and her moans were driving me crazy.
She asked for mercy but at the same time she screamed not to stop. I was crazy about that vagina so hungry for my cock. And when I least expected it, I ejaculated inside her, but I didn’t pay attention and I kept fucking her.
After a few minutes, I noticed that she was exhausted and was going to collapse.
Sensing that she couldn’t hold herself in that position anymore, I turned her face up on the bed and got on top of her, while pushing my battering ram to the bottom. While her legs trembled I ejaculated for the second time, and after a few seconds she had another very powerful orgasm.
I was very happy with the outcome of our afternoon and I thought that I had done a good deed, since she was feeling much better.
“That was amazing Alex, thank you so much.”
I offered to get us some water and snacks, but she declined saying that it wasn’t necessary. All she wanted is for me to stay inside until my penis got smaller. I laughed and said “Celle, I’m more of a shower than a grower.” She smiled at me and said “like I said, leave it in until it reduces in size.”
Eventually, we fell asleep and spent the night together. The next day, we took a shower together and we did it there again to get rid of the desire that comes in the morning.
We had breakfast and she said goodbye to me with a big hug and a kiss on her cheek, saying that I had been wonderful with her. I felt fulfilled knowing that I had done something good for someone and that I had been able to help her.
I saw her several times after that, but we didn’t talk about it again. Some time later she didn’t return to work, but she left me a letter with the new receptionist, stating that she thanked me for everything and if she ever went to Kama City in Zyndred continent, to visit her. She would gladly receive me and perhaps we could repeat what happened that day.
It remains on my to-do list that one day I will visit her, I just hope that everything has gone well for her.
