Saturday finally arrived clear and cold as it often was in Michigan in early February.
She had been up since six that morning getting ready. She had showered, washed her hair and herself with some expensive body wash from the mall. She slid the new lace panties up her smooth legs and over her nicely wide hips. Then, she fastened the matching bra around her waist and pulled it up over full, somewhat heavy breasts. After making some adjustments, she pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweater that she knew he would like. She left her hair loose, because he had asked her to. He like the way the curls cascaded over her shoulders, he said. Once that was done and her shoes were on, she pulled on her coat and headed out to her blue pick-up and drove to the coffee shop.
He wasn't there yet when she arrived so she sat there quietly in her truck. As she waited, she thought back to the last time she had seen him. The time in his car when he had kissed her. Oh, the feelings that had stirred up in her. For the rest of the day it felt as if she was on fire inside. She couldn't get him out of her thoughts, but that was nothing new. She smiled as she though back to when she was in school. She had had such a crush on him. Probably because he had been the only one to ever tell her how pretty she looked. He always seemed to have something nice to say to her. Perhaps it was natural then that she should want to please him. She had come to crave his compliments and that bright smile like a drug. She had kept her feelings to herself. He was married after all and even if he hadn't been. She was sure that there was no way that he would be interested in a chubby girl like her.
That had been a long time ago before he had been transferred. Now, he was back in town. She was just waiting for him to arrive. He wanted her and she trembled inside as the thought of what the morning would bring.
Suddenly, she was startled out of her reflections by a tapping on the window. She turned and smiled. It was him! She opened the door and he helped her out. He brushed the curl out of her eye and gently kissed her on the cheek.
"I'm sorry I'm late, little one. I had a minor family crisis at home. I got here as soon as i could, though."
"That's alright." She said. "I only just got here, myself."
He kissed her gently on the lips this time. "Good, then let's get going. He opened the car door and helped her in, then slid in on the drivers side. Once the door was closed and his seat belt fastened, he started the engine and pulled into traffic. They were silent for most of the trip except for small talk about how each other's week went. Mostly, they left each other alone with their thoughts about what was to come.
They soon arrived at his office which was one of those nondescript glass boxes that are a common part of life anymore. She followed him inside and waited while he signed in. After that, they headed over to the bank of elevators and stepped into one that was already open. He pushed the button and she watched the door slide closed. She felt that familiar drop in her stomach as they started up. She looked up and watched the numbers and smiled as she listened to him humming softly. Then, she felt his hand close around hers and she felt that warm feeling return again.
The car stopped and the door glided open to reveal a bank of work stations. Everything seemed so quiet and deserted, almost like the ruins of an ancient tomb or temple. They stopped at a door off to the side and she listened to his keys jingling as he opened the lock and they went in.
He crossed the room and around his desk and pulled the blinds closed then turned to her. Her heart started racing as he came back from the desk and gently pulled her close. He slowly covered her mouth with his and they could both feel the blood rushing in their veins as their lips opened and their tongues met. Already, he was asserting himself over her as it was his tongue that slipped into her mouth, probing for all those sensitive places and making her moan for him.
He broke the kiss and ran his hand down her face before stepping back. He leaned back against the and watched her for a moment. He let her squirm just a little bit, letting the anticipation build between them before he spoke.
"Now, little one, I want you to strip for me. Slowly now. I want to enjoy every bit of the show."
She nodded and kicked off her sneakers. Her hands trembled slightly as she unsnapped her jeans then slid the zipper down slowly. Then, she turned around and slid the denim over her round bottom and down her legs. Then, she turned back around and inched the sweater up over the round breasts pulling it off a little faster than she would have liked. She stood in front of him for a moment in her panties and bra as she let him look to his hearts delight. She shivered a little in the cool air and felt her nipples harden, but, she knew it was only partly from the chill in the room. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid the lace down her legs, then kicked them aside. Then, she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. She slowly slid one strap then the other down her plump arms. Waiting for just a moment, she verrrrrrrry slowly peeled the cups down from her breasts and tossed the bra in the direction of her panties and smiled to herself as she listened to him take a deep breath as he saw her finally revealed to his gaze.
