FabSwingers.com forum: The Call...

By *isterA300 OP Man
over a year ago

pinner

Nikky could hear the laughter and clinking of glasses and the occasional rowdy tones piercing through her office window and resonating across her empty office floor. She was annoyed and frustrated because she should have been out their, living up to her reputation as the queen of the party. Instead she was chained to her desk, working on what could be a potentially career changing deal and worst of all it was a Friday.

She tried to block the sounds and concentrate on the fine prints of the contract. She couldn’t afford to get this wrong, her career was on tuhe line. Time slowly drifted by and the loud noises outside slowly mellowed. Occasionally she would hear a group of men and women laughing but now she was in her zone.

As the clock struck 8pm her phone buzzed immediately illuminated the dark office floor. Transfixed on her task she didn’t notice it, but soon it got her attention. It was Mark, her hubby just checking in on her. “Should be done in another hour or so but don’t wait for me honey”...she said closing off the conversation.

9pm came and went but Nikky was a determined lady. She was in her zone and close to completing the non compete clause in the contract. A pain in the ass clause but one that she had managed to draft in previous transactions to her benefit.

Nikky jolted from her chair as I’d hit by a bolt of lightning. Again another bolt of electricity ripped through her body. Her hands slowly moving down and she could feel the vibration through her skirt. Her vibtrating clit ring was buzzing, as if being controlled totally independently. Each vibration sending hot rushing waves thorough her body. She could feel her nipples starting to harden and make their presence known through her satin blouse. Hot flushes were flowing through her. Fuck she was out of her zone and feeling a strong, very strong desire to just be fucked now.

She knew that she was alone and it had been one long fucking week. She made herself comfortable on her chair and spread her legs. Nikky was not one to wear lingerie and immediately her fingers could feel the juices that her pussy had just released. The clit vibrator had suddenly stopped but now her fingers were slowly satisfying her hungry pussy. Pounding in and out, making her pussy sing and with each pound she responded with a gentle moan, growing louder and louder, her voice taking ownership of the room. She was close so close to making a mess on the office floor, she didn’t ducking care, this was her time. Pounding her g spot with fingers with one hand squeezing her breast she let out a loud moan, her pussy contracting and releasing a big gush...

Nikky tried to compose herself. She looked at her work and with a wry smile she was certainly happy. She started to think who the hell made her clit vibrator go off, Mark didn’t have the secret number. Her mind running through who it could be. She checked he phone, their was a missed call and no number was displayed. Confused a little she shrugged her shoulder and thought fuck it, whoever it was she owed them a big thank you. That was one of the best orgasms she had had.

Luca has always admired Nikky. As the only cleaner on the floor he had always paid close attention to her area. Making sure ever desk always got the best attention. He fancied but was not confident to make it known to her. However one evening when cleaning her desk he found in the bin and odd looking box, where on the front it said remote clit vibrator.....

To be continued.......