Letters To Michelle

Michelle,

Today when I saw you in the office, I could tell you were staring at me, and when I turned around and saw your smile and saw how sexy you were dressed, I couldn't help but stare directly at your tits (I know you noticed me staring.), could you tell how much you were turning me on? When I saw your smile, all I wanted to do was kiss you, taste those full, luscious lips, but I know you want to keep things discreet. That's why I'm sending you this email.

I want to tell you how I fantasize about you all day.

I want to come into your little office, close the door behind me, you know it's me, so you keep your back to me, I reach around and gently cup your big tits (are they a d cup?), you playfully push my hands away, but I put them right back and give them a firm squeeze, I notice you're not wearing a bra and I just give your nipples a pinch through your shirt, making you gasp.

You try to protest, but I cover your mouth with mine, and slowly turn you around, so now you're facing me, you look up at me and you take my hand and slowly guide it between your legs and under your skirt, and for the first time, I feel the satin fabric of your panties, and then I notice how damp they are.

You blush as I slowly pull them to the side and push my middle finger deep inside.

"Steve, stop, we're at work!" You whisper.

"No one can see us, Chelle, so just relax." I say as I slowly pump my finger in your pussy.

"Stop, you're going to make me cum, please stop." You say, grabbing my wrist.

"Do you really want me to stop, Chelle?" I ask, looking deep into your eyes, seeing nothing but lust.

"What I meant was, stop fingering me, and put your mouth on my pussy, Steve." You say, as your remove your skirt and panties and sit back in your chair.

I kneel down in front of you and gently spread your legs, seeing your neatly trimmed pussy, I just lean in and give your clit a tender little kiss and slowly take it in my mouth.

"Oh, my God.......Oh.......Oh.....I'm going to cum, oh fuck.........OH FUCK!" You scream, as you explode in orgasm, squirting on my face and your chair.

You slump down in your chair drained.

"Holy fuck, I really needed that." You say, panting.

I just get up and head for your door.

"Steve, stop, where are you going? Don't you want to cum?"

"I do, but later. Can I come by tonight?" I ask, getting my courage up.

"Yes, but come by around 8, my husband has his bowling league tonight, my kids will all be out with there friends. So we'll have the house to ourselves, at least for a few hours."

"Great, I'll see you tonight." I say as I close the door, and head back to work.

Michelle,

I know you know I'm crazy about you, I just hope I didn't ruin anything with this email.

I'll continue this story in another email.

Please write back if you can.

Yours,

Steve. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve,

Wow, I had no idea you felt this way about me.

To answer your questions, Yes, I knew you were staring at my breasts, no, they aren't a d cup, they're a c cup, and yes, I know I turn you on, I love watching you squirm and how nervous you get around me, but I had no idea that you've had fantasies about me.

Just as long as you know, I'm a married woman, and I won't do anything that could ruin my marriage.

So, just as long as this doesn't go any further then these emails, you'll be fine, I'm actually interested to see what kind of scene you write in my home.

Just remember, I'm willing to be your fantasy girl, nothing more.

Your Friend,

Chelle

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Chelle,

As promised, here is the other part of my fantasy.

I arrive at your home, just like you asked at 8.

You open the door, you're still wearing the skirt and top you had on at work.

"Come on in, Steve." You say, blushing.

We sit down and enjoy a glass of red wine.

After a few minutes, you slide over next to me and begin kissing my neck, and running your hand between my legs.

"Let me see it, Steve, let me see that cock." You whisper in my ear.

I unzip my pant and open my boxers, just enough for the head of my cock to stick out.

"Well, there it is!" You say as you pull it out and begin stroking it.

You get up and get down between my legs and continue stroking.

"Do you fantasize about this moment, Steve?"

I nod my head yes.

"Do you want me to wrap my lips around this cock?"

"YES!" I shout.

You look up at me as you slowly devour my cock, I gasp as I watch you start to bob your head up and down, but as quickly as you started, you stopped.

"Fuck my mouth, Steve, just hold my head and fuck my mouth."

I take you by your hair and guide your mouth down onto my cock.

You gag at first, but soon you relax and you start to enjoy it.

Before too long I'm ready to cum.

You try to pull back as you feel the pre cum, but I hold you firmly there, and I quickly fill your mouth with my seed.

I let go of your head and you lay on the floor, coughing and gagging.

"That's disgusting!" You scream.

But before long, you soften.

"Did you enjoy that, Steve?"

"Very much, Chelle. Thank you."

"Good, my kids will be home soon, so you better go."

"Ok, fine, see you tomorrow."

I shut the door behind me and leave.

Michelle,

Can we talk about these emails at work tomorrow, please?

Steve

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Steve,

My, you do have a very dirty mind, don't you?

Yes, we should talk about this, come into my office around 9.

And remember, it's just to talk.

Chelle.

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Author's note: This story will continue under the title: Unfaithful Michelle.