I could feel my heart stop and my loins grow cold. All that time fantasizing only to find that within days, the object of my desire would become no more than a distant memory.
It was all I could do to keep myself from stomping my feet in a childish display of devastation. Suddenly I realized how ridiculous it was to live life so cautiously. Why had I never at least tried to glean some sense of interest or attraction from him? Why did I insist on living in my head?
I feared that he would be gone when I returned from the holidays, so concluded that there would be no other opportunity to let my feelings, however wanton they may be, be known.
On the last day before everything shut down I went to his office. The receptionist had decorated the area in an attempt to be festive. In the dim glow of the twinkling fairy lights I made him my offer. Not with words, but with actions.
He had greeted me cordially, looking slightly puzzled at my unexpected appearance in his doorway. I imagine I may have looked a little feverish and even crazed – so concerned was I that I might never see him again. I glanced behind me and shut the door. No need to put on a show for anyone who may still be lingering.
I presented myself to him as if to a king or god. An offering of a (somewhat tainted) sacrificial virgin – a trinket meant to divert, and hopefully please him at his whim and then be tossed aside.
I saw the shift in his eyes and stance as he grasped what was being placed before him. No longer was he the sweet, cordial co-worker. He had transformed into the beast.
He ordered me onto my knees in front of him – and of course there is no where in the world that I wanted to be more. He gently pulled my hair back and out of the way, then gave it an abrupt yank – further inflaming my passion. I could feel my hot juices pouring out of my throbbing cunt simply from that one gesture.
I undid his belt and zipper and tore down his pants and boxers – raking my nails down his thighs as I did so. His grip tightened on my hair and he let out a gasp. Then I took his cock in my mouth and sucked and licked as if it were my only nourishment in a sea of starvation.
I licked down his long hard shaft and drowned in his musky odor. Simply having permission to offer such ministrations was intoxicating.
I gripped the back of his legs and he arched his back against his desk. I could have gone on for hours, sucking his balls, teasing his cock’s head with quick little flicks of my tongue, fucking him with my mouth…
Suddenly he yanked my head up by the hair and slammed me against the wall.
What bliss. As if he were reading my thoughts.
He ordered me to take off all my clothes before thrusting his tongue in my mouth. I quickly shed everything I was wearing and took off his remaining clothes for good measure.
He was all over me. One had yanking my hair back so hard my back arched. His mouth and teeth on my nipples, sucking and biting. And the other hand? It reached down between my legs – his thumb rubbing my clit, with a few fingers reaching inside to fuck me.
He drew back and took his cock in his hand – then slapped my dripping cunt with it – sending spasms throughout my entire body. He rubbed it back and forth across my slit as I moaned and shamelessly begged him to fuck me. Now. I could barely see straight – all I knew was what he was doing to my body.
He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he plunged into me. He carried me over to his desk and lay me atop his books and papers – my legs still around him as the thrust into me. He fucked me hard and fast the way I needed it. Our moans and grunts were no longer subtle – there would be no disguising what was going on if anyone was outside the door.
But all I could see from the crack below the door was the soft flicker of the twinkling lights…
Read on to see what my other dirty darlings are doing by the twinkling lights…
Gray – http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Dangerous Lilly: http://dangerouslilly.com
FG Sakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Salt and Pepper @ http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com
Barefoot Dreaming: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com
And as always, our delightful hostess Kimberly: http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com