 |
By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
|
It's the end of a long day, it's only you and me left in the office. Our desks are situated at opposite ends of the room but I can't help but look up from my pile of work as you get up from your desk. Thinking you're about to leave i'm surprised as you head over and perch very closely on the edge of my desk to ask me a question about an outstanding issue.
You're wearing a pencil skirt which is just about tight enough for me to notice the very faint outline of stockings and suspenders, my pulse quickens at the thought of what you'd look like if you decided to let the skirt drop to the floor especially as I'd fancied you for a while but trying to be professional I push those thoughts to the back of my head.
As we finish up, you drop your pen and we both automatically stoop to pick it up. Our hands meet and faces end up millimetres from each other, you notice that my eyes have strayed, unable to avoid looking down the top of your blouse, which is revealing a very sexy bra. You say absolutely nothing but subtly grin at me.
We both get back up. Still not a word has been said and you head back to your desk. As you go I swear I have never seen a woman walk more seductively than you are right now and as if to make a point you smooth out your skirt, your hands lingering as they slide over your beautifully shaped bottom.
I think to myself, right that's it if i don't ask her out for a drink now then I'm a fool. So I get up, grab my suit jacket and walk over to where you are stood up over your desk, tidying a few bits and bobs away. You turn your head to look at me, you smile and then bite your bottom lip in such a sexy way that I lose all sense and instead of saying anything I slip my hand round your waist, you move round with the motion of my hand ending up sat on your desk and before either of us know what's really going on we're locked in a passionate embrace, our lips meeting then opening, kissing as if the world was about to end at any moment.
My hands run down your back, round your bottom and along the outside of your legs, feeling you tremble through the fabric of your skirt. My fingers then trace up the inside of your legs, enjoying the feeling of your warm body, getting to the point where your blouse meets your skirt and without thinking I start to unbutton it, working my way from bottom to top until your blouse falls open. We're both breathing increadibly deeply, yet still kissing deeply neither of us wanting to break the bond between our lips.
It's the point of no return, I reach down to the waist band of your skirt and fumble round until i find the zip, I hurridly pull it down and at the same time you lift your bum off of the desk, perform a very brief but sexy wiggle to allow it to drop to the floor. I take the opportunity to look down and I'm not disappointed, in fact your lingerie clad body is far sexier than I could have ever hoped for. Whilst this has been happening Ive pretty much failed to notice that you've been gradually stripping me out of my jacket and shirt and our now naked upper torsos are pressing hard against each other. You've now started unbuckling my belt, then unbuttoning my trousers in the sheer desperation of us both wanting to have each other... |
Reply privately, Reply in forum +quote
or View forums list | |
» Add a new message to this topic
