Dreams I Cannot Dream Ch. 01

It was the kiss from three days ago, only with infinitely more passion. Her lips left mine at intervals to catch a breath, but then reattached themselves. Her hands deftly worked on my buttons, stripping my shirt off. I helped her with my pants, suddenly finding motor control again. She pushed me back on the table and took a step back to take in my shirtless form.

"So I see you made up your mind," I said coyly.

"Life's too short to do the right thing all the time. Sometimes, you have to switch off your rational brain and just do what your inner idiot wants."

"Your inner idiot has great taste," I commented before going mute. She had chosen this precise moment to take off her top. The subject of much fantasizing was finally before me. It was more than I had ever imagined. Her skin was almost porcelain pale and smooth. Her body was slim, but not overly so. She had the lean musculature of an occasional runner and her bra could not justice to the firm tits behind it. They almost burst out of her chest.

"Like the view?" she winked, undoing the clasp from behind.

Surely it was a rhetorical question.

Her breasts did not sag even a bit, her nipples proudly sticking out towards me. My hungry gaze followed her slender legs to the neatly trimmed patch between them.

"I know this is not what you want me to say right now, but your client is not going to be happy tomorrow."

"Fuck him. He's as guilty as sin."

Amanda almost ripped off the last bit of clothing on my body, freeing my cock for her viewing pleasure. My head firmly remained in the clouds as her fingers wrapped around the shaft, jerking back and forth. She lowered her mouth over the head, swirling her tongue over it. I was as responsive as a mannequin so she took matters into her own hands, jacking my cock in and out of her mouth. Each time her tongue slurped my sensitive underside, it made a jolt of pleasure race through my body.

Finally, she stood up, still holding my turgid member in her hands. She smiled and pushed me back over the desk. She straddled me with one leg, her inflamed pussy lips brushing my cock head.

"Are you sure?" she asked coquettishly. "Once we do this, there's no going back."

After the most resounding yes in the history of mankind, she finally impaled herself on my cock, sending me straight into delirium. There was nothing else that mattered for the time being.

Sadly, it looked increasingly likely that LiveTrade version 1.0 would have one known issue.

Oh well, there was always a quick version 1.1 to fix that.

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