I feel the sweat trickle down my forehead and then the burn and water as it gets in my eye. Rubbing my eye to clear the stinging, I can't help but wonder, why is it so fucking HOT?! This isn't right. Why would people chose to live somewhere that obviously isn't conducive to human habitation. With that thought in mind, I get up from my desk to take a quick walk. That way, rather than stewing in my own juices, I can at least feel the air move; even if it seems to be more humidity than air today.

As I get up, I'm thankful again for the recent trend towards kilts in male fashion. The sturdy canvas Utilikilt grants a man more freedom and ventilation than the baggiest shorts ever could. It's like the most liberating commando experience, intensified. As I walk down the hallway, my stride is a little bowlegged, letting my balls swing in the humid air. The air moving around the smooth skin grants a little relief, and if we're being honest, turns me on a little.

I glance at the thermometer on the wall, 85 degrees, and that's INSIDE. I glance out the window and see the sun baking the pavement, the few souls brave or stupid enough to venture outside looking miserable and melted. It sucks in here, but I'm glad I'm not out there. I swing my hips a little as I walk, realizing how ridiculous it looks; but more than that, enjoying both the cool air, and the movement of my cock and balls as I sachet along.

"You OK?" I hear from behind me. "You're walking funny."

My eyes close, and I sigh. "Hi Lisa. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" she says, catching up to me. "Looks like your back might be going out. Or you're practicing for the worst fashion show EVER."

I stop and turn to face her. My expression is deadpan, and my eyebrow is arched as I say, "No, it's just really hot in here." I shift my stance so that my feet are more than shoulder width apart, making sure that the boys are getting ventilated and swinging freely. Lisa glances down at my stance, and a sudden look of realization comes over her face.

"Oh. OH!" she nearly shouts in surprise. "Your...oh." The last word is a whisper, and a flush creeps up her chest, neck, and then face, finally disappearing under her hairline. She looks to the side, and then to the ceiling, clearly embarrassed by her understanding. I won't lie, I thoroughly enjoyed her discomfiture. I grinned evilly and said, "Yeah, running a little hot today, taking myself out for a walk and a breathe." I swing my hips side to side, and my balls sway like the clapper in a bell, making a barely audible slap against one thigh, and then the other.

Her light flush turned deeper and redder, the embarrassment threatening to drown her. She grabbed the hem of her short cotton dress and tugged it down a little, before grabbing the bottom of her cardigan and crossing it in front of herself, hoping to fight her shock with modesty. The surprise on her face transitioned quickly into consternation. Her own eyebrow arched, and she said, "Hmph!" as she glared at me. Her crossed arms lifted her breasts perilously out of the top of her dress, and the cardigan did nothing to hide it. The adjustment allowed the light fair skin under the tan line on her chest to slide out from under the cotton, and it made a stark contrast with the richly tanned skin above. I couldn't help but glance down, and I'll admit that I didn't hurry to look away. She was effortlessly pretty, and I was a boob guy.

Her one arm continued to hold her cardigan closed and the other came up to point at me as she said, a little over dramatically, "Men. Are. Disgusting."

My evil grin went fully shit-eating and I said, "Yeah, and that's why you love us!"

She puffed air through her lips to flip her bangs out of her face, and executed a textbook Hollywood eye roll. She glanced down, and noticed that the front of my kilt was now a bit of a tent. Her eyes came up to meet mine, and there was a glint there that put a chill in me. Before I could react, the hand that had just been pointing at my face was suddenly under my kilt, and gripping my erect cock firmly. I froze, and watched the corner of her mouth curve upwards.

Quietly, she said, "Looks like the appreciation is mutual."

"I...I...uh...I...Y-y" I gasped and closed my eyes as she took half a step closer to me, and reversed her grip, rubbing the underside of my cock head with her thumb. I sighed deeply and said, "It certainly is."

Without releasing her grip, Lisa glanced to either side, making sure no one was around, and sank to her knees. Her hand pulled upward on my cock gently, and she lowered her head to take my one of my balls in her mouth. I pulled up my kilt and sighed again, meeting her eyes as she applied gentle suction, and continued rubbing my head with her thumb.

"Jesus fucking Christ, woman. That's...wow." My vocabulary failed as she started moving her fist up and down my shaft. She let my balls slide off her lips, and she reached up with her other hand to gently cup them. Her fist kept a slow firm tempo on my shaft, and her fingers curled under my sack to lightly tickle the skin there with her short fingernails.

By this point, my brain had lost the ability to make anything but unintelligible sounds, and I leaned back against the wall, keeping my eyes on hers. The hand cupped around my balls squeezed gently, and pulled down softly, while her fist brought the head of my dick to her lips, and she kissed away the drop of fluid there. The warm moisture of her lips on me made my hips jerk, and a soft "ah" to escape my mouth. The deep throaty chuckle that Lisa made in response may easily be the sexiest sound I've ever heard.

The back of my head hit the wall, and my eyes closed. I was not anywhere close to in control of this situation, and I didn't care. I felt her lips part, and the warm wetness start to engulf the whole of my shaft. Her lips met the base of my cock and she just held me in her mouth and applied suction. Her grip on my balls was firm, but gentle, her other hand resting on my thigh. She didn't bob her head like you'd see in a porn, she just kept me in her mouth and rhythmically sucked and released.

I know it's rude, but after a short while, my hips started moving forward and back of their own accord. Lisa released my balls, and moved her hands to my ass cheeks. Her fingernails dug in lightly as she followed the motion of my hips. I lifted my head, opened my eyes and looked down. I almost came when my eyes met hers, and I realized that she was smiling, encouraging my movements, as I fucked her face.

My thrusts grew longer and deeper. Lisa's grip on my ass was tight, and she pulled me into her. Even when I hit the back of her throat, she visibly relaxed and pulled me in deeper. When I tried to pull back, her hands held me in, and she kept her eyes locked on mine as she pulled me in farther, taking all I had to give. She held me there, eyes locked, with one hand, as the other let go. She reached down, and under her skirt. Her eyes closed for a moment, and I felt the muscles in her throat clench and release. A moan came out of her throat around my dick, and she breathed in sharply through her nose, and let it out slowly.

Her hand, with glistening fingers, came out from under her skirt, and her eyes opened and found mine again. She reached up between my legs, and behind me, sliding her slick fingers between my ass cheeks. Her middle finger found my hole, and traced circles around it. As she did so, she slid my dick out of her mouth. When it came free with a soft pop, she ducked her head back underneath, and took both my balls in her mouth. My dick lay against her cheek, wet and twitching. I groaned a little, wanting it back in her mouth, but enjoying the attention to my balls and ass.

She sucked hard on my balls, and slid the first knuckle of her finger inside me. My cock made a light slap on her cheek as it twitched with the low deep pressure in my ass. Lisa continued to suck on my balls as she slid her finger into me until her palm was flush against my ass. She let my balls slide out of her mouth, and the cool air on the moisture sent a chill up my spine and gave me goose bumps. Her finger slid almost all the way back out, and then plunged in again, eliciting a groan from me. Her other hand came back around and took a firm grip on my shaft. She took my head back into her mouth, and traced the outline of my head with her tongue.

At the same time, her finger pushed deep into my ass again, and curled down to find my prostate. She put the lightest of pressures on it with her finger. That was all my body could take. With a sharp cry, and a full body jolt, I filled Lisa's mouth with my cum. Stream after stream shot into her mouth, and her eyes stayed locked on mine. Even as cum dripped out the corners of her mouth, she watched me, mouth full of my cock, and finger deep inside me.

I lost all sense of time and space for a few seconds. My whole world consisted of her mouth and finger. Eventually, my head cleared, my eyes opened, and I said the only words my brain could produce.

"Holy shit."

Lisa swallowed, and pulled my cock out of her mouth. Her finger slid out of me, and my body gave one last jerk, and a little more cum dribbled out. She lifted my cock, and licked it off. She smiled wickedly, stood up, pressed her body to mine, and kissed me deeply. I could taste fruity lip gloss, minty tooth paste, and the light musk of my cum. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me, crushing her breasts to my chest and returning the kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue.

After a few moments, we pulled our faces apart, and looked at each other, smiling. I opened my mouth, and nonsense came out. "I..you...that...just...wow!"

She put her finger to my lips and said, "Shh. Save your breath, you'll need it." I started to ask what she meant, when she showed me.

She reached down, and pulled her dress up to her hips. She was wearing nothing underneath, and her lips were red and swollen, her entrance glistening. She turned around in my arms, squatted a bit, and ran her bare skin up my thighs until my semi-hard cock was resting against her ass. The sight and feel brought me fully hard again in an instant. She pushed back into my renewed hardness and said quietly. "Now it's your turn."