I am not one for quickies I love to take my time when I am doing something that I love. You walk into my office all smooth and arrogant. Yes, arrogant you are, as you looked me over slowly with your intense blue grey eyes. I could feel them continuing their examination of me when I stood to escort you to the meeting. Then when you passed me to go into the conference room, I saw the smile on your face and the sensual look in your eyes. I watched as your facial expression changed to address all business as you turn to thank me. At that moment, knew that I had been forgotten and felt a little sad. When you left some hours later,I watched as you walked past my office not looking in my direction once. I let only my eyes follow you when the rest of body wanting to follow your every move. What was wrong with me I thought to myself, why was I lusting after a stranger, and arrogant stranger? This question haunted me for weeks every time that I laid eyes on your or felt your on me. In time we started to talk a bit as the office situation permitted; after all, you were now the boss. It was also then that I started to have my fantasies about you especially during working hours. Wondering what it would be like to have your mouth and hands on me. The very thought had my panties wanting to come off, but I was at work. Therefore, I tried to focus on the work in front of me only to have you call me into your office.
Walking in closing, the doors behind me take the seat that you indicate with a hand gesture. I took the seat crossing my legs I waited for you to speak, but you did not. You just sat there and did what you had been doing since you arrived. Look at me with those blue grey eyes of yours that cause my pussy to twitch and get hot. You have become the focus of so many of my erotic dreams and fantasies as I imagine what if. Lord this is sick I think sitting there across the desk from you horny and waiting.
"Come here," you said in your quiet sedated voice still holding me with your eyes.
I sat there in shock not sure, if I had heard you right. Then you repeated your request again now sounding more like a command.
Seeing that there was no room for refusal on my part, but then I was not sure, if I wanted one. It all seemed so surreal walking over to your side of the desk. Like a dream, I stood there with the sun light from one of the large windows in your office beaming down. Inhaling the mixture of senses your cologne and your arousal as they drifted up to me.
"Get on your knees,"
Somewhat shocked by the request I looked deep into your eyes to see if you were for real. Your look did not waiver as you lean back in the chair spreading your legs. I got down on to my knee between your legs as you push and pull your skirt up to your waist. I could smell the warm musty scent of your arousal as I leaned forward. Pressing my face against your mound I rolled it side to side taking in the intimate heady scent of you. Using my hand to press your legs further apart,I started to explore you with my tongue and lips. Lapping at your pussy like a dog drinking from a bowl of water that was made of soft, warm flesh. You encourage me with words and with your hands in my hair as I started to suck on your clit. The scent and taste of you was sweet and salty all at the same time. I wanted more and I was going to have it! Pushing you back into the chair tried to find an entrance to the rest of your body through your clothes. Freeing you of your clothes, I quickly went from clit to nipples, I was demanding, and wanting with both as my fingers replaced my mouth. Now with fingers moving in and out of you up to my knuckles I teased your large dusty pink nipples with my tongue and teeth. Now you were so aroused that you started to fuck my fingers. With passion start, you screaming for me to fuck you harder and I compile. Your body begins to buck wildly almost coming out of the chair forcing my fingers deeper into you. I now had your body was just a wanting thing under my control all-tight,sweaty and have dressed. Your orgasm was on you and I wanted to see you cum,I demanded to see you cum. At this point,I could not stop if I wanted to and you were too far gone to care. You came hard coating my hands as your pussy muscles convulsed around my fingers screaming and moaning your release over and over again ...it was music to my ears.
Ms. Clark ... Ms. Clark ...
What?? I turned to find you standing next to me in the elevator.
"Going down, Ms. Clark?" you asked as I stared up at you I felt the heat of my pussy and it wetness dripping slowly down my thighs as my control went with it...
"Going down Ms. Clark?," you asked again this time slowly with sensual meaning.
Standing there against the metal walls of the elevator,I could feel the vibration against my back and strangely enough in my pussy. I just looked into those blue grey eyes and began to wonder and to want.
Later when I was able to leave the elevator on shaking legs, my skin damp and tingling I stumbled to my car. I got in and sat there for trying to gather myself with my body still tingled from your attention. I took time to reflect on what had just happened. Shifting in my seat,I could feel my bare ass and pussy covered only by my skirt as you had taken my panties. I smiled as I realized that you had taken what I had imagined, dreamed, fantasize about, and had flipped the scribed on me. Where there had been fingers, there was an impressive cock that left me wanting more and then there was your mouth!
As I sat there,I wondered how I had been able to walk out of the elevator so shaken by you and my own orgasm. I drove home slowing focusing on what was required to do so. Once there I showered and climbed into bed to let my dreams and fantasies take me back to what was imagined and real. As my fingers entered the folds of my pussy now hot and wet, again arching my back. Opening myself to all of my desires and I imagine what if ...again.
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