.........and today she decided, was 'the' day, she had to have him, she just had too. Entering his office looking what she hoped was exceptionally sexy; she strode to his desk and put his cup on the coaster. " Your morning pick me up Mr Smith", she said, in a husky toned voice, he didn’t miss the underlying invite in her tone, "why Thank you Suzie" he replied, looking at her from her toes, in her 4" heels, working his way up, her calves, her knees, her thighs, all clad in lace tops, (he knew because he'd seen them earlier, when he was sure she deliberately bent over in front of him), up and over her stomach, and stopped at her breasts, which, as a reaction to his gaze had hardened somewhat.
"My my Suzie, we are looking very alluring today", he said, a smile on his beautiful mouth, she blushed slightly, and replied " Thank you Mr Smith, how nice of you to notice" , " Again he gazed her up and down, making her so horny she was convinced he'd see the dampness in her underwear, He stood and came round to where she was standing, very close, almost touching, and rested on the desk, she turned so as to face him, less than 1ft between them, they both felt it build, it was undeniable, you could smell the sexual tension, at the same instant, they both, began shallow breathing, her pussy was so wet, and ready for him. It’s now or never she thought and reached for him, he reacted to the movement, and pulled her close to him, kissing her so deeply, she almost passed out, her hand found his growing crotch, rubbing him through his trousers. She couldn't believe it, he did feel the same attraction, his hard cock under her fingers told her that. God it felt so good, after 4 long yearning years she finally had him, didn't give a passing thought to the fact it may never happen again, it just might cost her job, none of that mattered at that moment, what mattered was the fact that he was, for a short time, all hers.
They parted and he stepped back. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her; she saw that little glint in his eye, that longing look which halted at her breast which was straining against the fabric of her shirt. She moved in front of him as he sat in his leather swivel chair leaning back and taking in every inch of her, his gaze gave her shivers, in all the right places, she leant back on the edge of the desk, met his gaze, and began to unbutton her blouse, he did nothing to stop her, just rose from the chair, walked over to the full length windows, drew the blinds and locked the door, came back to his chair and again sat, his cool reaction excited her, fuelled her, and judging from the large bulge in his trousers, him too. Allowing her blouse to fall open exposing her breasts clad in white delicate lace, nipples so hard they were straining the pretty bra, her hands slipped down her sides to her hemline, and pulled up, taking her skirt with her, stopping as her triangle of matching lace became visible.
To be continued.......
