Edward let out a heavy sigh, as yet more work found its way onto his already overflowing desk. He was getting bored of the daily drudgery of the 9-5 work life.
Lunch time came, and he decided to text his girlfriend, Anne. She was always busy, having a hectic work schedule elsewhere in the city. He fired off the standard text "How's your day going? X"
His phone vibrated as a text came back into the handset. "Not brilliant. Work been busy, stuck in meetings all morning. Can't wait for to get home"
"Can't wait to get home either. Think I'm going to need a massage to relieve my tension." A response from Anne was quicker this time, "I think you should give me one first!"
"I think I'll certainly give you one tonight" A smile crept across Ed's face, knowing that Anne would be sat at her desk when she received the text.
"Well, I hope so too. I was in such a rush this morning, I forgot to put any pants on. And my skirt is rather short today."
Ed found himself getting aroused at this message. The thought of her sat at work, with her naked pussy which could feel the air brush against it. "That's getting me turned on. Certainly don't think I'll be keep my hands off you tonight"
"Well, I'm just sat here, touching myself. Oh this feels so naughty, but I'm getting ever so wet!" Anne seemed to be in a filthy state of mind
Ed was really horny at the stage, he couldn't wait till the evening, when he could throw her on the bed and rip off her clothes, before . . "Edward" A voice interrupted his thoughts "Can you come into my office please?" His manager was looking at him, as he made his way stiffly into the office. Still thinking about the text messages, but trying to focus on the presentation he was about to do.
It was going to be a long afternoon.
The meeting seemed to run in slow motion. Slowly the clock ticked round to 5pm, and Ed almost sprinted out of the office. The lift seemed to take forever to reach the ground floor. It kept stopping to pick up everyone else leaving the office at the same time.
The tube seemed to be busy this evening. Ed was building up a sweat as he pushed his way through the crowds, to get the escalator down to the Northern line. Once on his tube, he relaxed slightly, and started re-reading the texts he received from Anne. He felt himself getting an erection, not one of the best things to have on a crowded train. The thought of her, playing with herself, whilst at work. Plus the fact she didn't have any pants on, turned him on massively.
Finally the train pulled into his station. He squeezed himself out of the doors, and through the ticket barriers. Almost breaking into a trot, he hurried along the busy street, heading back to their flat.
Upon reaching the front door, he fumbled through his pockets to find his keys. But before he could put the keys in the slot, the door slowly opened, to reveal Anne stood their wearing a dressing gown and a big grin on her face.