He texted me to say that he was going to be in the office tomorrow to do some paper work.
This message could not have come at a more crucial time. I was freshly waxed having just come from a holiday and was feeling rather sultry. This sexiness soon evolved into heated lust. I grabbed my rabbit and pleasured myself throughout the day and night. I imagined that the ears were fingers and occasionally a tongue sending me to a hedonistic island. I had tried so very hard to resist him, but my pulsating nether region, no longer had the strength or will power.
Unable to control my sexual desire, I casually replied and said that I would be in the area tomorrow, so might pop down as well. I struggled to sleep that night, my mind ran an endless marathon, I continued to pleasure myself throughout the night.
The following morning, I woke up knowing that this would be the day I break my celibacy. I searched my drawers for the most flirtatious and sexiest of under wear and posed in front of the mirror. My insecurities disappeared for a moment. I had bought a bunch of sexy underwear a few months back to take with me on my travels to entice my ex, but he didn’t seem to notice my efforts. I slipped into a loose fitting summer dress for easy access and left home.
I arrived at the office fairly early. I could see his car in the car park. I sat in my car thinking about whether I was doing the right thing. I had prayed so hard and long for an answer to my dire situation but couldn’t decipher the response under the buzz of everyday life. All I required was to be gently caressed or better still stroked by a talented, acrobatic tongue. I had stifled my sexual desires for far too long.
I sat in the car for a few minutes to compose myself. I moisturised my inner thighs with scented cream-razac. I got out of the car and walked hopefully to the office. I knocked on his office door. He looked up at me and smiled. He was happy to see me.
‘Umm Umm Umm, Where do you think you’re going?.’ He asked, admiring my outfit and made up face.
I flirtatiously laughed and spoke with him briefly about how my summer break was going. I left and made my way to my room.
As I sat down at my desk and turned the computer on, I couldn’t help but think that I didn’t cease the moment. I was disappointed. I typed one or two words and my mind began drifting.
‘Snap out of it’ I told myself. I expected that when I saw him, we would hug, kiss and then take things from there, but things weren’t going according to plan. I couldn’t blame him though as my signals were unclear. I was usually quite abrupt with him at work, so he reacted accordingly.
I thought further about how I was going to execute my plan.
I bought some cookies from the grocery store on the way to work and knew that he had a sweet tooth. I grabbed the bag and strolled across to his office. He invited me to sit down and chill whilst tucking into the treats.
During the conversation, he complimented me on my legs, they were slightly more sun-kissed than usual as I had just returned from a girlies holiday. He remarked on how smooth they looked. He asked if he could touch them. Usually I would have told him where to get off, but this was no ordinary day, this was going to be THE day. I allowed him to work his way up and down my thighs, I felt a tingling sensation and then he stopped.
This was awkward. We got onto the topic of relationships as he knew every bit of detail about my failed relationship. Filled with frustration and heat, I blurted out the obvious.
‘I’m sorry, but I’m really horny.’
He stopped talking and looked up at me earnestly. I reciprocated.
‘Come here then.’ He replied, his voice sexy and course.
At this point, I had no game. I made my way to where he was sat and raised my leg to straddle him. Our lips interlocked and it felt good. We continued kissing. ‘Finally’ I thought to myself. I was once again reconnecting with my sensuality after a four month dry spell.
‘Are you sure about this’ He asked.
We had gone too far, to stop now and it felt amazing. I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. I had fantasised about this moment before, I imagined us having sex in his office. I slid my fingers into his jeans and unbuttoned them, one by one. I was almost there. I gently stroked his manhood and recognised what I was working with. I couldn’t help but make the comparison with my ex. There’s something to be said about the moment you finally get to see the most fundamental part of the body.
I asked if we could move to the storage room as it was a little more private. I was afraid that the premises staff might wonder in. He obliged. Once inside, he undressed me and sucked on my breast like a baby being fed, I caressed his head in encouragement. It felt good. I held his manhood in my other hand massaging it forwards and backwards. With each stroke I pondered on whether to give him head. I didn’t want to give him the wrong impression, but I wanted to do to him, what I use to do to my ex, I wanted to pay my tribute to someone more deserving, I also liked the idea of being submissive. I lowered myself to my knees and wet his dick with my mouth. Looking at him from time to time, to see if he was enjoying it.
‘Come!’ He beckoned’ He wanted to move back to the main office, but I was still apprehensive. What if a member of premises came in? I convinced him that it would be best if he covered the glass section of the door with some paper.
He lifted me up and sat me on his desk. I lay down expecting him to enter me with his long satisfying manhood. He spread my legs apart. He pulled me closer and lowered his head towards my garden.
‘He’s not about to…’
and then………… aaahh!!! He sent butterflies through my entire body. My fantasy was fulfilled. His warm moist tongue interrogated my nether region leaving no area untouched. I arched my back and spread my legs a little further apart. I was taken away. He ate the fruits in the garden in a different manner to my ex. I lay on the table with my eyes closed, enjoying the treatment but I was still concerned about a member of premises walking in. I knew I wouldn’t cum that day, but that wasn’t a priority or care. In order to let my cream juices flow out from within, I had to be totally comfortable with the setting and individual.
‘I haven’t got protection’ He said.
I smirked. That was alright, for I had slipped a couple in my wallet in the morning. I got of the table and turned around invitingly. I placed my knees steadily on the chair and arched my back. Pleasure is pain they say and I endured it. I had to stifle my moans as all I could think about was the premises staff. As I faced the window, I experienced joy and pain as one. I knew that my ex was slowly disappearing from existence with every pounding. He will no longer have a mental and emotional hold over me as I have allowed another man to enter me.
He turned me around and kissed me some more whilst finger massaging my lower region generously, occasionally slipping two fingers deep within.
‘I want to make you cum.’ He whispered.
For me, cummin was not the aim, I wanted to experience real, human intimacy again. I wanted the slow touch, the easy hands. I got more than I anticipated for and my cup ran over.