You are alone in your office, the timing couldn't be more perfect. I walked in quietly, turning to lock the door. As you look up from your papers you notice I'm wearing a long black coat. I smile at you and ask if you would like a show? You lean back in your chair nodding slowly.
I begin to sway in time with the music inside my head. Slowly unbuttoning the coat while keeping my eyes locked onto yours. As the coat opens you see a very shear white shirt layered over a leather mini skirt. I let the coat slide off my shoulder causing the shirt to open just enough for you to catch a glimpse of my breasts.
I walk behind your desk, running my fingers through your hair. Then I raise one leg over your shoulder, reaching for your hand. I place it on my thigh, motioning for you to continue upward, sighing softly as you caress me.
Moving my leg back to the floor I pull your chair away from your desk, swinging it around so that you are facing me. I start to unbutton my shirt, my breasts threatening to burst into your hands. You lean up to help me remove my shirt. As your hands begin to knead my breasts causing my nipples to ache, my moans start to get louder.
Bringing my eyes back to meet yours I lean in to kiss you. I run my tongue over your bottom lip, biting gently then whisper in your ear how much I desire you, want to feel you inside of me.
Suddenly you stand, setting me on top of your desk among the papers. With a gleam in your eyes your hands begin to push up my skirt, revealing smooth lips glistening with excitement. Leaning back on to your desk, I close my eyes. I can feel your hot breathe on the inside of my thigh as you move closer to my mound. You rub your hand against me then replace it with your tongue. Pushing inside a bit more with each lick.
I raise my head to look at you, watching your tongue extended towards my clit, lifting my hips in hopes of feeling you sooner. You gently push me back towards the desk telling me not to be so pushy.
Suddenly a knock at the door.....
Saturday, May 23, 2009
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