Little Angel, Little Tease

She sees him there sitting at his desk.

Busy, busy, oh so busy.

She sneaks in, intentions hidden behind ice tea.

Not saying a word, a little smile so sweet,

Refreshment placed within his reach.

Unbuttoned dress for a peek

Reaching down, bending down

Her hand upon his knee, massaging up.

Cupping cock and balls, Mmmmmassaging still.

Moaning, oh it feels so, so good.

Feels better and better as soft becomes stiff and stiff becomes hard.

Little playful gasp, little pitiful pouty face.

"Oh. I see you're busy. I won't keep you then."

Devilish grin, she stands so tall, stepping hopefully toward the door.

"Naughty little angel" come playfully scolds, his arms holding tight.

Tingling clit, silky folds, his Cheshire grin and twinkling eyes.

She giggles, giggles, playful struggles against his bending pulling down.

Mmm, such warmth between her legs, pleading lips and twinkling eyes.

"Please" she whispers with panting breath.

"Please? The tease wants to be a good girl now?"

"All sugar and spice and everything nice?"

Gentle hands lift her dress, "And no panties."

A teasing hand upon her breast, so tenderly caress.

Oh his voice, his sultry voice. She is undone with wanton wet.

He fills her with his love, stroking to pleasures untold.

Giggles to moans, riveting waves of euphoric bliss.

Smiling faces, relaxing breaths in warm embrace.

He helps his naughty little angel to her feet.

His giggling little vixen who loves to play,

Glowing, smiling, stepping lively toward the door.

Not to rest, not to read, nor to clean, but off to begin plan B.