Just Another Day at the Office

You look at the computer screen, “oh shit how the hell do I make this stupid program do that?” Your head is pounding and you lay head in your hands on the desk. “Where the fuck is she when I need her?”

As if on cue I come bouncing into the office with a huge smile. I look at you and see your frustration.

You look me over from head to toe. The dress is new. It’s short, shorter than usual, and my legs are bare under it. I smile as I think of the surprise that I have for you.

“So what kind of excuse did you use to get down here today?”

“Lunch. But I told her you were having problems with your computer again and it looks as though I was right.” I walk around behind your chair and put my hands on your shoulders. You tip your head back till it settles between my breasts.

I bend my head down to your ear and whisper; “come with me” then walk over to the ‘couch’ across the room. I sit you down on the couch and put your arms along the back.

“Now, stay just like that, ok?”

“Yes, Ma'am,” you laugh “You’re up to something aren’t you?”

I just smile.

I straddle your thighs and sit on your lap, facing you.

I lean my head in close as I run my hands down the outside of your legs and back up between them. They reach your zipper and I look up at you. I can feel your cock against it. I look you in the eye as I rub my palm against your cock. I can feel it hardening as I stroke it through the cloth. You start to reach for your zipper to release it for me, but I stop you. “Ah, ah, ah. Hands on the back of the couch, please.”

You reluctantly put them back.

I get up and walk to a bag that you don’t remember seeing when I came in.

When I turn around my favorite vibrator is in my hands. We both jump when I turned it on because the soft buzz seems so loud in the quiet office. I walk back to the couch and stand in front of you.

"I am full of surprises today." I say as I take one of your hands and slide it under my dress. You run your hand over my ass and up my side. All you feel is warm bare skin.

“Well, I know you didn’t dress like that to impress your boss.” You smile and start to reach for me again. But I pull away and return your arms to the back of the couch.

I sit on the floor at your feet, and my hands spread your thighs apart, then your feet. I lay back and lift my legs and put my calves on your knees. It opens me up to your view. You spread your legs wider, pushing mine even farther apart.

My pussy is slick and wet. As you watch, my hands go between my legs, one holding the vibrator, the other spreading the puffy lips apart. I slowly run the buzzing toy over my clit and lips. I lean my head back, and begin to pleasure myself as you watch. Your arms become ridged on the back of the couch and it makes you shift uncomfortably in your slacks because your throbbing erection is trapped against the cloth.

The iron control it takes to keep you hands on the couch surprises both of us. You watch the motion of the vibrator as I slide it in and out slowly. I start making little whimpering sounds as I come closer to my release. You know the exact moment I find my release as my head drops back and my body convulses.

When I have recovered I sit up. I smile as I see your discomfort. I curl my legs under me and kneel in front of you. Again I run my hands up the inside of your thighs. Your control breaks and as I reach your zipper you grab my hands. Holding both of my hands in one of your hands you unzip your pants and release your throbbing cock with the other.

Your gear is restrictive. Your uniform does not allow for you to bury yourself in my hot wet pussy. Instead I smile and lean forward and capture your cock in my mouth. You release my hands and as I wrap them around you I hear a strangled sigh.

My hair covers my face but you gather it into a ponytail in the back and use it to control the rhythm as I slide your cock in and out of my hot mouth. I hold it tightly with one hand as I work the tip deeper and deeper into my throat until at last it touches. You use my hair to move my head with increasing speed. Your hips lift off of the seat as you finally release your hot come in the back of my throat. I swallow every drop.

You release my hair and lean against the back of the couch dropping your hands to your sides. I get up off my knees and sit down on the couch next to you. Your head is back and your eyes are closed.

“I guess your headache is gone?” I ask

You say nothing but glance over at me.

I smile “I guess so.”