Dr. Gunter's Medicine

I dressed to the nines to attend a dinner theater in the next town over from us.  They had the Great Gatsby playing and people were talking about what a great show it was.  Your boss, Gunter and his wife, Pamela, were joining us. They got together with us fairly regularly and it was always a good time. Thankfully he could be a little laid back outside the office.  His wife was gorgeous and demure, quite a good fit for him. We were supposed to meet them at the dinner theater for our reservations at 7pm.

It took me awhile to get ready.  I had on layers of lace to fluff out a beautiful short black skirt I was wearing.  The black lace petticoat and the beautiful scallop lace pantyhose under my black skirt made me feel hot and horny and I couldn't wait to get home and strip all those layers off for you.  I was ready to go though and you looked like a handsome devil in your dress suit.  We headed towards the dinner theater.  You and I made small talk in the car. 

We saw Gunter and Pam in the parking lot and we all walked in together to claim our seats.  I wanted to sit next to Pam so we might have girl talk but Gunter plopped down right beside me and started chatting with me in his heavy German accent.  I really have to listen intently to catch what he's saying so I ended up turning my body directly towards him and we made full eye contact.  I felt like his eyes would eat me alive.  They brought our meals out to the table.  We had some delicious Prime Rib and I had a glass of red wine that relaxed me slightly.  I was really getting into Gunter's conversation.  He had scooted in close and was resting on his elbows and polished off the rest of his beer.  They were ready to take out plates and Gunter dropped his napkin.  He bent over get the napkin and somehow grazed my leg in the process.  I thought ! it was an accident, but I caught his eyes following my legs up to where they met my skirt.  The wait staff freshened our drinks and the lights were dimmed.  Finally, a reprieve, the show was starting and everyone got quiet.  I was thankful as I was getting a slight headache, must've been the wine I had with dinner.  Gunter leaned in and whispered in my ear that he loved the perfume I was wearing.  I whispered back, "You should get some for Pam, it smells different on everyone."  The show was in full swing and Gunter kept leaning into whisper to me about parts of the show they seemed to escape direct translation, he wasn't quite getting the point of some of the lines.  His arm would linger on mine while he pulled me close to whisper his question.  I didn't think too much about it all, we were all very relaxed. 

I still had a touch of a headache and talked to you about heading to the van to get some tylenol I'd left in the console.  Intermission came and I grabbed my purse to head to the van and Gunter offered to walk with me.  I was thankful, it was late and dark and we were in an older part of town, I appreciated the escort.  As we walked towards the van, Gunter said, "Unbelieveable how you look tonight."  I said thanks and I talked about how I was excited to dress up for the evening.  Gunter said, "I remember during the summer seeing you in your bathing suit, you ass begs to be fucked."  I looked at him in disbelief.  I said "Gunter, you're so silly, maybe you've had a little too much to drink, that's very flattering though."    We were at the van and I unlocked the doors and reached across the seats to grab my tylenol bottle.  Gunter pushed right up against ! me from behind and I couldn't budge.  He bent over me quickly and whispered in my ear that he'd had just enough to drink to know he really had to fuck my ass tonight.  He took his finger and ripped a hole in the crotch of my pantyhose.  He said, "Let me feel how wet you are for me."  And I really was wet--between the red wine, the dinner conversation and being dressed in all this lace, I was so ready to be taken.  No sooner had he stuck a thick finger into my pussy, that he pulled down my pantyhose and panties to bare my ass.  He took his finger wet with my pussy juice and teased my asshole.  I was so excited that I was actually pushed my ass against his finger, hoping he'd slip it in.  I couldn't wait to have his cock in my ass.  He needed to hurry though, intermission would be over soon and we would be missed.  I said, "Gunter, fuck me now please."  And in seconds, Gunter had his zipper down and his thi! ck cock slipped through his trousers.  Gunter still had m! e pushed against the seat and began inserting his cock wet with his spit into my ass.  I felt like it'd split me open for a second but I finally relaxed a bit.  I felt my headache going away and my pussy juice dripping down the inside of my leg.  I was teetering on my heels as he rammed his cock deep into my ass and I started moaning.  I love having my ass fucked, it makes me have intense squirting multiple orgasms that just won't stop.  Gunter's cock felt so good, I couldn't hold back and came, squirting pussy juice allover the legs of my pantyhose and down onto my heels.  Gunter saw all the squirt and pushed his cock deep and came inside my ass.  I pulled up my pantyhose and adjusted myself, thankfully my headache was completely gone and I didn't even need that tylenol anymore.  Gunter was quiet for the first time all evening as we walked back to the theater.  We slipped into our seats just as they started flashing the li! ghts for intermission to be over.  You asked if I was feeling better and I said "Oh yes, for right now!  I'll just need some more medicine when we get home."