I love sex in every way, shape, and form. But what I really dig best is
getting laid or sucked off when there's a chance of getting caught or being
seen. That's when my dick is at its hardest and my load is at its sweetest.
I'm an assistance manager at a local bank and one of our tellers feels the
same way I do. I'll call her Joan so her husband doesn't find out. Joannie
is tall and very attractive with long slim legs and firm pointy breasts.
Last Friday, Joan was servicing the customers at the drive-in window when
she had to go to the ladies' room. I was the only other person in the bank
so I took her place. An older woman had just pulled up when I felt a hand
slide between my legs and grab my cock. It stiffened immediately. "I want to
suck you so bad," she moaned in my ear. Joan slid my cock around in my pants
while I counted out the old lady's money. I was getting wetter and hornier
by the minute, and the instant the car drove away, I pushed Joannie to her
knees in front of me. We both fumbled with my zipper, and she groaned as my
steaming hot dick fell out. The shaft was hard as a rock, and the swollen
head was moist with pre-cum.

"I love your cock," Joan sighed as she wiped the tip all over her face,
leaving white sticky traces. I watched as she pulled back the foreskin,
exposing the swollen purple head. Her pick tongue flicked in and out of her
hot mouth, sending sparks up and down my spine as she caressed and teased
the rigid flesh. I jerked my hips forward, trying to get my cock in her warm
mouth, but she pulled away. "Not yet," she said. Her hands grasped my balls
and began pulling as her tongue jumped along the swollen shaft. Joannie kept
licking and kissing my dick until I thought I was going to die. Suddenly I
heard a car horn. Parked in front of the teller window was a sharp looking
blonde, who was not over 18, in a short skirt.

That was the moment that Joannie clamped her mouth over the head of my big
dick and started sucking REAL hard!! "You OK?" asked the blonde, giving me a
beautiful smile. I couldn't believe what was going on. I was getting my hot
meat eaten inches away from a girl who didn't know what the hell was going
on. "Yeah," I stammered, trying to count the money right. Who wouldn't be
OK? Joan was sliding my cock in and out of her hungry mouth, and it was
drenched with saliva. It isn't easy counting while some- one is chewing on
your dick, and it took me three times before I got it right. Joan would run
her tongue around the wet tip and then engulf the staff, ramming it down her
throat until I though I would grab her. I've had blow jobs from Joannie
before, but today she was at her best. Joan's breathing was getting heavier
and louder as she swallowed my prick, and I knew that she was going to get a
load real soon. "So where's my money?" asked the teenage blonde. Just as I
passed the cash out, the girl shifted her legs giving me a great view of her
pink pussy. She wasn't wearing any undergarments. That did it. With a moan
from me, my 9 1/2" dick started to shot load after load. Joan felt it,
because she began pumping my shaft harder and sucking on the head like a
vacuum cleaner.

Looking down, I watched her mouth slide up and down the cum- stained shaft
as she swallowed my load. Every drop went down that eager throat as she
slurped and sucked every last drop. The blonde was staring at me real funny
, but my attention was on Joan as she continued to lick until every tongue
flick was painful. "Tell your friend I hope it was tasty," the blonde said
before driving away. "That was the biggest load you've ever shot," Joan
said, giving the tip one last lick before tucking it back into my pants.

We had to go back to our regular jobs after that, but when work was
finished, I spread Joannie out on the back seat of my car and ate her pussy
until she begged me to shop. So, the next time you go to a bank drive-in
window, you might know why the teller is smiling.