Hard Day at the Office

At about four p.m. yesterday, I discovered I'd left my design portfolio on the kitchen counter. I was supposed to meet with the board of directors at 5:30 and if I didn't have that portfolio, I was screwed. So I called my wife, Alora, and begged her to bring it to me.

Let me just say—I have an amazing wife. Alora is a gorgeous brunette with a killer body and a sweet, bubbly personality. She works from home as a graphic artist. Asking her to leave in the middle of the day is definitely a big inconvenience. However, she good-naturedly agreed and I hung up the phone with a smile on my face.

While I waited for Alora I did as much preparation for the big meeting as I could without having the portfolio in my hand. I was completely focused on my presentation outline when she walked into my office. Wrenching myself away from my notes, I was shocked to see what my wife was wearing.

She had on a short, tight minidress in shiny metallic fabric, tall clear heels and a long, loose coat with a fur collar. Her voluptuous breasts were buoyant and round under the thin fabric and I could clearly see both erect nipples. My cock rose in my pants as I stared at her long, strong legs and the sexy stripper shoes. Alora carefully slipped the coat off and draped it on a chair. She was holding my portfolio.

"Hi baby," my wife said casually. "Here's your file." Speechless, I walked over and kissed her deeply. She was wearing my favorite perfume. I took the portfolio and deposited it unceremoniously on my desk, no longer interested in either my project or my impending meeting.

"What are you doing, Alora?"

"Nothing, babe. Just dropping off your stuff. So I guess I should get back to work—" She headed for the door, knowing I would prevent her from leaving.

Which I did. I sidestepped quickly, slammed the door and locked it. We sized each other up for a moment. My cock was now hard as a rock, poking out the front of my dress pants insistently. She reached out and traced its outline with her fingers.

I couldn't take it anymore. Lunging for her, I kissed her hard and squeezed her round little ass with both hands. She raised one leg and wrapped it around my pants, putting exquisite pressure on my dick, and leaned back slightly to let even more of her boobs show above the sexy dress. We didn't stay there long. My lust was out of control and I needed to be inside her now.

We backed toward my desk. She unbuttoned my shirt and I stuck one hand up underneath her dress, stroking the folds of her pussy gently. Alora rarely wore panties and today was no exception. She was incredibly wet. I felt her spread her legs so I obligingly inserted two fingers into her dripping sex, making her moan with pleasure and melt against my bare chest as I pumped her slowly. My fingers searched deep inside her. I curved them hard against her pussy walls and she gasped as I hit her g-spot. Soon she was grinding herself against my fingers and working her way to a giant orgasm. I kept fingering her, harder and harder, eventually putting three fingers inside her pussy and ramming her g-spot in just the way I knew she liked it, pumping her hand until she clenched against me and bit back a scream of sexual joy.

Moments later, she shimmied off my fingers and beckoned to me to sit down in my office chair behind my desk. I dropped my pants and briefs and sat down, stroking my 9" cock gently, expecting her to sit on my dick. She didn't. I watched her walk around the front of my desk. She dropped to her knees and crawled underneath it. I couldn't believe my wife was about to make my fantasy of an at-work, under-the-desk BJ a reality, but that's exactly what she was doing. I felt her tug at my desk chair to roll me closer to the desk. I couldn't even see her, only feel her soft hands stroking my legs.

I felt her tongue flick the sensitive tip of my cock. Damn, she was good. She licked it from the base to the tip, still invisible underneath my desk. I sat back and groaned in ecstasy as she licked me all over. She sucked gently at each ball, taking them into her mouth and working them carefully with her tongue.

Finally, when she knew I wanted it more than anything, she took my cock all the way into her mouth and began to deep-throat me. She impaled her mouth on my dick with each stroke. Her perfect little lips felt wet and soft against my cock as she mouth-fucked me, giving the perfect combination of friction and suppleness. I reached under the desk and grabbed her head, pushing my cock deeper into her throat as she sucked hungrily.

When I felt like I was getting close to coming in her mouth, I pulled back and stood up. My wife came out from under the desk. She knew what was next. She worked the dress down, exposing her bare, round breasts, and stood there rubbing her nipples and waiting for me as I cleared off my desk hastily, spilling papers and the portfolio and files and receipts into a confused paper tangle on the floor. My dripping cock stuck straight in front of me. I was still wearing my crisp white dress shirt; Alora had on the tall stripper shoes and the metallic dress, which she'd now hiked up so both her breasts and the tip of her shaved mound were exposed.

As soon as I'd cleared us a space, Alora sat down on my huge executive desk. She'd been a cheerleader in college and could still do the splits, so when she spread her legs, the heels of her shoes pointed to opposite walls and I could see actually into her hot, wet pussy. I grabbed a thigh with each hand and paused a moment to admire the picture of my wife ready and waiting on my desk.

Then I positioned my dick at her entrance and started pushing the thick head inside of her. She raised her arms above her head and moaned. I leaned over, pushing myself another inch or so into her, and licked one generous 36D breast. I began sucking her tits while I gradually stuck my dick into her pulsing cunt. She writhed in anticipation. I knew she wanted me to fuck her hard, but I liked making her wait a bit.

Eventually I'd pushed myself about six inches inside of her. I used one hand to hold her wrists over her head and flicked her clit with the other, sending her into spasms of pleasure.

Once I'd amused myself with her tits and shallow fucked her for a while, I too needed to fuck her good and hard. I kept her wrists pinioned and curled my other hand against her shoulder for leverage. She grinned at me. My naughty little wife loves getting fucked, and the office environment was making both of us hot as hell.

I grabbed her shoulder and cranked my cock deep into her pussy. My cockhead pressed against the back of her walls. We both closed our eyes and succumbed to pure pleasure. I thrust in and out of her, gaining speed, making sure each stroke reached the absolute back of her and burying myself balls-deep in her sweet snatch.

My wife's breasts bounced up and down as I fucked her. The desk squeaked and started moving backward as my strokes became ever deeper and harder. I forced her legs wider apart and moved both hands to her shoulders, pumping into her as I felt my orgasm approaching. Alora's perfect body felt both firm and yielding underneath me. She was a slave to my dick, pierced by its girth and length. We were both panting and moaning gently and I could sense she was on the verge of a giant orgasm, too.

We came together as I gave one last hard thrust, hitting her g-spot and sending us into paradise at the same time. I felt my dick spurt inside of her. We held there and enjoyed the hot cum filling her pussy and surrounding my cock. When I finally pulled out, she put one finger inside herself and brought it to her lips to taste my cum.

When we'd recovered, we climbed off the desk and straightened ourselves in silence. She fixed her dress and retrieved her coat before helping me pile the miscellaneous papers back on my desk, making sure to put the portfolio on top. It was 5:15. I wrapped my arms around my wife and kissed her. Stopping in the doorway, she said slyly, "Good luck with your meeting. Hope I helped you relax a bit."

"Thanks. I'm certainly more relaxed... See you at home."

Like I said, I'm a lucky man. Thanks to Alora, I gave a great presentation... Although my mind kept wandering to what had just happened in my office.

This morning, I left a bag of files on the hall table. Damn. I just don't know why I've been so forgetful.

Guess I'll have to call my wife again.