Being sent on another days training course didn’t please me and having to go with my supervisor pleased me even less. Her name was Betsy and she was in her late forties with two children but divorced. Apparently she was dating a body builder whom she had met at the gym. As for her looks she was tall about 6ft1, blonde hair, boobs that had been lifted, slim with a lovely firm bum.
The reason I wasn’t pleased was that we got on professionally but personally we didn’t talk much. Plus as she was my supervisor I knew I’d have to try and concentrate on the course. Still it was compulsory and was only in the next town. On the day of the course I drove there and when I walked into the training room Betsy was already there sitting at the back and the only spare seat was next to her so I went and sat down.
We talked for a couple of minutes about the traffic then the trainer walked in and started talking. Already I was drifting off and not listening to what was being said. Looking around the room I was checking out the ladies to see who I liked. Suddenly I felt a hand on my groin. Looking down I saw Betsy was the owner of the hand. Surprised I turned to look at her but she kept looking at the trainer.
Looking back down at my groin Betsy began rubbing her hand and my dick soon started to stiffen. There was a gentleman sitting to my right but he had noticed anything and soon my dick was fully erect in my trousers. I was wondering why Betsy was doing this however I must admit I was liking it. She was now running her fingers firmly along the length of my dick and currents of pleasure were darting through my groin and I had to stop myself from moaning.
The trainer was still talking but I wasn’t listening as Betsy kept going. Excitement was building in my groin and my balls were tingling. Betsy then stopped her fingers at my tip and began rubbing her index finger firmly around it and it felt amazing. Accidentally I let out a little moan but no one seemed to have heard. Feeling I was close to coming I awaited eagerly but then Betsy stopped. Leaving her finger on my tip she didn’t move it at all until quite a few minutes had passed by in which time my impending orgasm had subdued.
She then began running her fingers up and down my still erect dick again. Her touch was still firm and currents of pleasure were darting through my groin again. Betsy kept doing this until she stopped near my tip but this time she didn’t rub her finger around it but she actually flicked it. Putting my hand over my mouth I moaned and murmured as it felt incredible and I thought my dick would erupt. Nearing an orgasm again I grabbed the table with my right hand but just as I was about to go over the edge Betsy stopped flicking.
Almost whimpering I looked at her but she had her eyes fixed fast on the trainer. Looking at the clock for the next ten minutes she kept her finger tip on my erection without moving it and then she resumed rubbing her fingers up and down my dick. I couldn’t even think straight let alone concentrate on what the trainer was saying. My balls were aching to come and my thighs were all of a tingle. My dick had been straining against my trousers for so long now it was beginning to feel sore.
Betsy once again stopped at the tip but this time she wrapped her index finger and thumb around my tip and began pulling up and down over my trousers as far as she could. Putting my hand over my mouth again to muffle my moans I had never wanted to come so badly and as I was reaching orgasm I wondered if Betsy would stop again however this time she didn’t. In fact she pulled her finger and thumb even faster and my balls tightened and grabbing the table tightly I had to stop myself from shouting as a thunderous orgasm tore through my body and I came and came so hard in my boxers I thought I would make a hole in them.
My body shook and I had to take the hand away from my mouth as I couldn’t breathe. Bent over the table with Betsy still rubbing me I finally was able to breathe and I slumped back in the chair. My boxers felt full of come as she took her hand away and as I turned to look at her she was smiling at me and gave me a wink. I then heard the trainer for the first time in about an hour when he said “Time for a break”. Everyone got up while I looked to make sure there was no come visible on my trousers then I stood and went to the bathroom.
Locking myself in a stool I pulled down my trousers and then carefully pulled down my boxers. I was hoping to wipe most of the come off and to continue wearing them but there was so much on them I decided to take them off. I wiped my dick and balls with plenty of tissue before putting my trousers back on and after binning the boxers I washed my hands and went back to the training room.
Would Betsy make me come again?
