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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I woke a little fuzzy. Had last night really happened or was it just a very naughty dream. I looked around the room and Steve was nowhere to be seen, not even a trace of him. Just then my mobile buzzed, whatsapp message from steve "god you look sexi sleeping. I couldnt so have come to the office to catch up" I lay back smiling and feeling my pussy start to tingle, I slit my index finger over my clit and could feel the warm wetness beginning to build. Buzzz again... I looked at the screen and my mouth dropped. Steve had sent me a pic from the office, it was my desk in the background but the main item in the pic was Steve nice, big, erect dick glistening with precum and the caption "overtime..." I snapped a pic of what I was doing and sent back give me an hour...
I got into the shower and let the hot water cascade over me, god I wanted Steve but how was I going to play this... On one hand he was my married boss but on the other he was very sexi, had a nice big dick and knew how to use it... Fuck it I want him, but hes going to be mine not the other way round. I loved the thought of dominating him and after last night on the phone to his wife I knew I could dominate him and make him my little slave. This was going to be fun I thought sliding two fingers inside my pussy... mmmmm yes lets make him wait...
I text Steve and told him something had come up and I couldnt make it to the office instead he was going to have to grab a couple of files and bring them back with him later. I told him I wouldnt be available until 4pm and to be at my room then. He text back straight away with a sad face. I smiled and turned off my phone. Grabbing my bag I headed off to do some shopping.
I was back at the apartment for 2pm, shit I had taken longer than planned getting some things for fun later and then going for lunch had set me back... I thought about texting him and making him wait but 2 hours was enough. I undressed and headed for the shower catching myself in the mirror, the trip had been worth it just for the waxing alone, my legs were hair free and so was my pussy, mmm I was getting horny but no Bex you havent time...
4pm on the button there was a knock at the door, I had been ready for 5mins but sat there and slowly sipped the wine looking out of the window. Knock, knock, knock... One minute... I stood, checked myself in the mirror and headed for the door. Fuck Bex you look stunning... I stood in the doorway blocking his entrance and looked him up and down, he was wearing chinos and a nice fitted shirt. I lent forward, dress opening slightly for him to see a bit more of my cleavage and grabbed his dick through his pants... mmm Youll do I said turning and heading in. I bent over and picked up my bag knowing he would see the stocking tops and maybe a bit of my arse. I felt his hand slide over my arse and rub my pussy through the material.... mmmm yes that fucking good... no stay in control Bex. I spun round and grabbed him kissing deep. Right were going for something to eat and I marched towards the door, but I thought erm... ok.
We went to a couple of bars and the drinks flowed, we chatted about, what we had each been upto but the flirting was constant. God I wanted him to fuck me right there in front of everyone, just bend me over the table, pull my thong down, no rip it off and rough fuck me... I was deep in fantasy when I saw his face, he had obviously asked me a question and was waiting for an answer... keep it together Bex... Erm, sorry what? I said Im starving do you want to get something to eat? Oh erm yeah. Follow me I know a little place. We left the bar and just around the corner was a little tapas place. I loved the food but the best thing was the small intimate booths and the low lighting made for few people being able to see what was going on at each table... perfect for playing I thought. |
It was amazing, he was opening up to me whilst the wine flowed and our hands roamed. We fucked again, slower this time and after we both cum I fell asleep in his arms.
