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As I followed her through the museum I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was
absolutely gorgeous. She could easily been a part of the museum and no one would
think twice. We entered the ‘racy’ section of the museum. There have been
several attempts to close it down, calling it pornography, lucidious and other
ridiculous views. I admit I am not a huge fan of art. I mean, I like it and all
but I don’t drool over stuff. There are displays that make me think about sex
and before I know it, I’m horny. It doesn’t help that I’m always following her
through there and staring at her hips sway back and forth as she walks. Her
sultry voice filling the hallways, as she tells the tourists a little bit about
each piece. She works at the museum as a restorer, cleaning off sometimes
centuries old crud and making the piece as vibrant as it was the day it was made
and takes over the tours when the regular chic takes lunch. She loves it. I come
over to take her out for lunch probably three times a week and every one of
those times I’m forced to do the tour. And every time we pass the naked Venus
and others my mind starts thinking about Casey and her body, the way she is in
bed, the way she smells, the way her voice makes my body tingle and I end up
really excited. After the tour ended, a small eternity later, she thanked
everyone for coming and showed them to the gift shop. She turned to me and
smiled. “You ready for some lunch babe?” “Yeah, I could eat,” with that said I
grinned from ear to ear. She got my point almost immediately. “Mmmm Susan you
really turned on?” “You know I am Casey, I always am after that tour. How could
you not be after seeing scenes of all those people having sex and posing for the
artist?” She giggled lightly and shook her head as she led the way to her small
office in the far end of the museum. We’d never done anything about my
frustrations while we were in her office before. She would sit down at her desk
with me sitting opposite on the small couch and we’d talk about this that and
the other. She always steered the conversation away from sex. It made her
nervous just thinking about it at work. I don’t know what was different about
that day, but as soon as she closed and locked the door she grabbed me and
kissed me deeply. After the shock had worn off I let my tongue dance with hers,
tasting each other as our hands explored each other’s bodies. I went straight
for the buttons on her blouse and she worked to get my pants off. I pulled the
sides of her blouse apart and down her arms revealing her large breasts resting
in her white lacey bra. Her blouse fell to the floor and she began tugging down
my pants. I stepped out of them not missing a beat as I unzipped the back of her
skirt. As I lifted my hands from the waist of her skirt, for her to pull my
shirt over my head, it fell to the floor in a rumpled heap.
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