The Best Day At Work

'Hey Sally,' greeted Jennifer as soon as she stepped out of the elevator. 'Is Benjamin in his room?' she asked as she indicated towards the closed office door.

'Umm... I guess so, Mrs. Davis,' said Sally as she looked at her watch. 'It's lunch time.'

'How are you, sweetie?' asked Jennifer and looked at her desk filled up with stack of papers. 'Want me to talk with him about your raise?' she enquired with a smile.

'I am fine, Mrs. Davis,' said Sally, a little flushed. 'Today's been a hectic day. I still have a lot of temp applications to review,' she said and offered her boss' wife a small smile.

'Carry on, then. I won't keep you from your work,' said Jennifer, giving the young girl a wave and walking towards her husband's office.

***

Benjamin looked at his watch and quickly skimmed through the latest contract. He still had a bunch of contracts to sign, followed by a couple of meetings and then a fund-raising party to attend afterwards. He never knew that managing his own company was going to be such a huge task. And to top it off, he was understaffed. He was about to sign the contract, when a knock sounded on the door.

His gaze flicked to the door and he frowned at the interruption. Usually his secretary, Sally, would ring and inform him about his appointments. And as far as he knew there weren't any more appointments scheduled at this time.

Who the hell wanted to meet him at lunch hour

? As he didn't signal his response, the knock sounded again - this time a little urgent and a bit harsh.

'Come in,' he said and went back to signing the damn contract.

And as soon as he put the pen down, her perfume reached him. No, she couldn't be here. She was supposed to be in London, attending a meeting with Steve.

What was she doing here

?

By the time he raised his head and looked at the diva standing before him, she had already closed the door behind her and was standing just a few feet away from him.

And what the fuck was she wearing

? The scarlet red backless halter top and white jeans did little to hide her hourglass figure. She had let her hair down and the black tresses teased her bare shoulder and back. The heels that she wore didn't compliment her jeans and top but nevertheless accentuated her slender body.

'Hello Benjamin,' greeted Jennifer as she walked towards him.

The halter top exposed her shoulders, her back and every curve of her body as she moved.

Oh God

! He didn't remember having ever seen her wear those hot pair of jeans and that sinful top; which showed so much of her delectable body. He would have to stop looking at her if he wanted to get any work done. There were files waiting, meetings...

'Aren't you happy to see me, sweetheart?' cooed Jennifer as she laid her hands on his desk and leaned forward, only to reveal her ample cleavage through the front slit of her top. 'Like it?' she asked, straightening up and turning around, only to show him her bare back.

'I ... I ...,' stammered Benjamin, unable to stop staring at his wife's gorgeous body. 'What are you doing here, Jen?' he asked casually and it took all his control not to throw her on the couch and fuck her brains out.

'I missed you, baby,' whispered Jennifer, seductively and walked around the desk, towards his chair. She leaned forward and ran a finger across his cheek, making him shiver. 'I want you, Ben,' she added, knowing how much he loved when she used his shortened name.

'Jen baby, I am busy,' he murmured, clutching onto the armrests of his chair and holding onto his sanity.

'Can't you spare a few minutes for your wife?' asked Jennifer, with a puppy face. She caught the armrests of his chair, turned it so that the chair faced her and scrambled into his lap. 'I need you,' she murmured, her lips hovering over his.

'Jen, please,' pleaded Benjamin, holding her close. 'I have got work ...'

And the rest of his protest was strangled up in her kiss. It was a slow and soft kiss at the beginning - just a light teasing, barely there kisses placed on his mouth. But then her lips moved over his with a determination, she nibbled at his lower lip and when he parted his lips, her tongue entered - stroking, meeting and teasing his. She clutched his head, tilting it slightly so that she could have more access. Benjamin had never seen her in such a mood and he grew harder under her voracious kiss. She devoured him and he allowed her to set the pace.

'You taste so good,' she complimented, pulling back and giving them the time to catch their breath.

'Jen, sweetheart... Can't we do this at a more suitable time and place?' he asked, trying to lift her out of his lap.

But Jennifer wasn't ready to relinquish her place and went on to loop her arms around his neck.

'If I go away what you will do about him?' she prompted, snaking her hand between them and cupping his hard-on and squeezing it gently, making him gasp.

'Don't do this, honey,' he said, coarsely. 'I will be doomed if I don't get the work done.'

'Can I help you?' she asked, climbing out of his lap and walking towards the opposite side of his desk. She plunked down on the chair and laid her elbows on the table. 'Want me to review the documents?'

'I will manage, Jen,' he answered, shaking his head. 'You don't have ...'

'Which ones?' she questioned, cutting him short.

Benjamin knew that his wife was one stubborn bull and if she wanted to do something, she would get it done either by hook or by crook. He looked at her swollen lips and heavy breathing. The picture she made sitting so tight and controlled, made him want to take her in all ways possible.

But if only he could ignore the mounting work

...

'Which ones, Benjamin?' she asked sharply, grabbing the pen-drive and his laptop from the desk.

Benjamin rattled off the names of the documents and saw her nod. She walked towards the couch and sat down, placing the laptop on the coffee table. She flexed her fingers, waiting for the laptop to boot up. He loved to see her in this business-like mode - smart, efficient and sexy. As her fingers started working on the keyboard, he saw the concentration with which she skimmed through the unfinished ones, getting a hang of them.

Holy fuck

! He had a hell of a wife. Now, he understood why his friend, Steve, always remarked that Jennifer was an asset, which he couldn't afford to lose. Steve was an old friend and Jennifer was his secretary. And that's how he had met this hot chick in a party two years ago. Benjamin still remembered the fortunate evening when Jennifer had bumped into him. Her green eyes had gone wide with surprise and she had blamed herself for being nervous and apologized profusely. He hadn't realized it then that the beautiful girl that had bumped into him, would...

'Ben, are you done with signing the rest of the contracts?' Jennifer asked, her sweet voice cutting through his thoughts and bringing him back to reality.

'No,' he said, shaking his head. 'What's wrong, babe?'

'I just had a couple of doubts,' she replied and went back to the laptop.

He skimmed through the rest of the contracts, signed at the appropriate places and tossed the pen away.

He raised his head to look at Jennifer; who still seemed to be engrossed in the documents. She was biting her lower lip, thinking about something. He walked and sat down on the couch beside her. She seemed to be oblivious to his presence. He ran his finger over her swollen lower lip and tugged it free from her teeth.

'You are not supposed to think so much,' he said, tucking the wild strands of her hair behind her ear.

'Onyx Corporation,' she said, indicating the screen, 'I couldn't find the previous file.'

'Why do you need it?' he queried, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close.

'Your company has redesigned and redeveloped the database for them. What was wrong with the first one?' she asked, scanning the document once again.

'Forget about the damn file,' whispered Benjamin, before saving the current file and turning off the laptop.

'Ben, I still need to ...,' protested Jennifer, as Benjamin hauled her into his arms and carried her over to the desk.

'I thought you said that you missed me,' he whispered, lowering her on the edge of the desk.

'Yes, I did miss you,' she replied, offering him a shy smile. 'Stop staring like that, Ben,' she scolded, her face a shade of red.

'I am trying,' he offered. 'By the way, I am not your boss, Jen,' he reminded, his fingers tracing an imaginary pattern on the exposed skin of her back. 'And you weren't here to do my files.'

'You said you were busy,' she said with a pout and slowly undid the buttons of his shirt and parted the lapels of his shirt. As she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his bare chest, she felt his sharp intake of breath.

'It's been one hell of a day, baby,' whispered Benjamin, dropping a kiss on her forehead. 'I have two more meetings scheduled and a party to attend afterwards,' he revealed.

'You are working way too hard, Ben,' she pointed out wryly, as she unbuckled his belt and lowered the zipper of his trousers. 'You gotta relax, honey,' she murmured, against his lips.

'Then help me relax, babe,' he murmured huskily, shrugging off his shirt. 'But before that, I need to lock the door,' he pointed out, straightening up.

'I did while I came in,' she admitted, with a shy smile and tugged down his boxers along with the pants.

'Confident of your persuasion skills, huh?' he teased, stepping out of his pants and boxers, before trailing his finger across her jaw.

She shrugged her shoulders in reply. She cradled his erection in her hands, admiring the velvety soft skin of his flesh.

'Do you even realize how sexy you are looking right now, babe?' he murmured, tracing a path from her chin to her collarbones, with his lips.

His fingers crept towards the knot at the back of her neck that held the top in place. With a quick tug, he untied the knot. He grew harder in her hands as the top fell down to her waist and exposed her gorgeous set of breasts. The bright afternoon light streamed into the room through the windows; giving her no chance to hide. Her nipples were already hard and seemed to be begging him for his touch.

Realizing that she was being scrutinized, Jennifer pulled Benjamin closer and hid herself against him. With a chuckle, he wrapped his arms around her waist and undid the knot at the back. Pulling away the piece of cloth from her body and dropping it onto the floor; he cupped her breasts in his hands and brushed his thumbs over her already erect nipples.

'I didn't realize that you weren't wearing a bra,' he confessed, with a sigh. 'Otherwise, I would have never allowed you to work on the files.'

'Ben, please,' moaned Jennifer, looking at him with need. 'It's been so long,' she whispered, softly.

'I know, baby,' he murmured, and bending, took one of her nipples into the heat of his mouth; while playing with the other one with his fingers.

'Ah! Harder!' she moaned, as he bit down on the nipple; making him grin.

'You are so responsive to me, love,' he remarked, against her breast; before sucking the nipple back into his mouth and biting it harder; making her yelp in pleasure.

She raked her nails over the skin of his shoulders, making him groan in pleasure.

'Mmm... They are as juicy and as tasty as I remembered them to be,' he complimented, dropping biting kisses along the underside of her breasts.

'I missed this,' she whimpered, cupping his face and offering him the other breast.

Clutching his head close to her breast, she arched her back and gave him all the access he needed.

'And you have no idea how much I missed this,' he murmured, pulling away from her chest.

He cupped her breast and squeezed it gently, making her close her eyes and moan softly.

'I love you, Jen,' he said, running his thumb over her lips; before pressing his lips to hers.

The kiss was a long and passionate one and Benjamin continued playing and flicking her nipples; making her even more aroused. She couldn't help but whimper when he pulled back from the kiss.

'Please, I want more,' she complained.

'And you will get it,' he promised, as he pulled her to her feet and worked on the button and zipper of her jeans.

No sooner did he undo the button and zipper of her jeans; than he pulled them down to her knees along with the pair of lacy panties that she had worn. He held her close while she stepped out of them. Widening her stance, he made her ass rest on the edge of the desk; which put her pussy on display.

'You are wet, sweetie,' he whispered, as he saw her pussy glistening with juices. 'And so damn soft,' he admired, stroking her waxed folds.

Jennifer gasped and forced herself to stay put; as Benjamin dropped to his knees and caught her pussy lips into a kiss. She closed her eyes and moaned her approval, when he drew her clit into his mouth and flicked the hardened bud with his tongue.

'You are dripping wet, baby,' remarked Benjamin, as he felt her juices flow into his mouth.

'Please... I am going to cum, Ben,' moaned Jennifer, as she felt her clit throb and her pussy get wetter under her husband's expertise tongue.

Benjamin captured her clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. Jennifer began to close her thighs but he pushed them apart. Cupping her ass, he pulled her closer towards his mouth. He began to assault her already sensitive pussy with his mouth and she couldn't help but succumb to the pleasure. Closing her eyes, she stifled her moans with the back of her hand and clutched his head in the other one. Pulling his head closer to her pussy, she rode her pleasure; her juices wetting his mouth.

With an exhausted sigh, Jennifer loosened her hold on him and began to lie down on the desk; when Benjamin stood to his feet and pulled her into a hug.

'Shh... I know,' he soothed, stroking her back and absorbing her shivers. 'I love you, baby,' he whispered and pressed his lips against her temple.

Jennifer nodded and tried to blink back the tears; which pricked her eyes. She felt her heart swell with love for the man before her.

'Hey, it's okay,' he reassured her; understanding her vulnerability. 'Someone's feeling left out,' he murmured, against her ear and pulled back from the hug to stroke his erection. 'Can I ...'

Benjamin let the question hang in the air and waited for her to understand. Jennifer nodded in answer and wrapping her hand around his cock, guided it into her pussy; which was again wet with anticipation.

'You are so tight, sweetie,' groaned Benjamin as the head of his cock parted her folds.

She raised her arms and wrapped them around his back, wanted to hold him close. Unable to control his need, he entered her with one quick single thrust, making her moan and dig her nails into his back. With a groan, he began a rhythm that their bodies were accustomed to.

'Harder and faster,' said Jennifer, as she lowered her arms and cupped his ass, which was clenched.

She raked her nails over the rounded globes before squeezing them. Benjamin closed his eyes and dropped his head into the curve of her neck. He sucked the skin, leaving a hickey. He knew that he had to go slow if he wanted it to last. But his cock seemed to have a mind of its own.

He couldn't control the fast, hard and impatient strokes as her pussy milked his dick. He felt himself swell in her and couldn't help but groan as he realized that he was reaching towards his climax.

'I am going to cum,' he murmured and looked at her for answer. 'Are you there yet?'

Unable to answer, Jennifer just nodded and fused his lips to hers. He felt her pussy throb and shudder against his dick. He closed his eyes and with a grunt, followed her with his pleasure; his cock emptying itself into her warmth.

With a sigh, he felt her pass out and fall into his arms. As the last of his cum shot into her pussy, he wrapped his arms around her waist. Holding her close, he carried her to the couch. He settled down on the couch, his cock still wedged inside her pussy; absorbing the tiny aftershocks that her pussy muscles were sending. He arranged himself onto his side and pulled her close; all the time ensuring that he stayed connected to her.

Unable to control himself, he pressed a kiss against her temple and cupped her breasts. He felt her stir and he squeezed her breast gently; to get her attention.

***

Jennifer stirred awake and looked at her surroundings. She was lying on the couch, cuddled close to Ben.

Was she still in Ben's office

?

How had she reached the couch

?

What time was it now

?

And for how long had she fallen asleep

? Just then Ben cupped her breast and squeezed it gently, making her whimper.

'You are still in me,' she whispered, feeling him grow inside her.

'I couldn't pull myself away, baby,' he answered, turning her so that she lay flat on her back. 'Your pussy is so wet and completely filled with my cum.'

Jennifer moaned as Ben began to stroke his cock again through the walls of her pussy. She didn't know she could be this turned-on. And just then a knock sounded on the door, making them freeze.

'Ben, your 2 O' clock appointment is here,' announced Sally, from the other side of the door.

'Give me a few minutes, Sally,' answered Benjamin, lowering his head against Jennifer's chest and sucking one of the nipples. 'Damn! I don't want to let you go yet,' he confessed, with a pout.

Jennifer smiled and stroked Ben's hair. She felt him sigh and wrap himself around her.

'I am your wife, Ben,' she reminded him, with a kiss. 'You come home to me every night, remember?'

'But I still don't want to let you go,' he muttered, with a frown.

After what felt like the longest five minutes, Benjamin pulled away and rose on his elbows. Jennifer looked at him and shook her head. Stroking his jaw, she gently pulled his cock free from her pussy. Benjamin quickly grabbed a wet wipe from the coffee table and wiped her pussy clean. Jennifer stilled his hand and indicated the closed door.

'Go and get dressed, Ben,' she said. 'You have a meeting to attend,' she reminded him.

With a nod, Ben handed her the wipe and climbed out of the couch; only to return back to the couch fully dressed. She watched him place her clothes on the couch, next to her. She dropped the used wipes into the dustbin and grabbed her panties, when he stilled her.

'I want to dress you,' he whispered and crouched before her, forcing her to shake her head in exasperation.

Taking the panties from her hands, he pulled her to her feet and helped her step into the skimpy pair of lingerie. He dragged the panties up to her knees but before covering her pussy, he pressed a brief kiss to the folds, making her shiver. Picking up the jeans, he helped her step into them and he zipped and buttoned the pair of pants.

Rising to his feet, he grabbed the halter top and looked at it skeptically.

How was one supposed to wear this

? Understanding his predicament, Jennifer smiled and took the top into her hands.

'I think I can manage to wear this,' she said, before dropping a peck on his cheek.

But before she could shrug on her halter top, he stopped her and bending, took each of her nipples into a kiss. Jennifer moaned as she felt him bit on the nipples and make them hard and erect. With a sigh, she pulled back and quickly dressed herself, before he could torture her any further. As she struggled with the knots of the top, he pushed her hands away.

'Allow me,' he murmured and helped her tie the knots of the top. 'Don't change your clothes or wash your body,' he ordered, softly. 'I want to undress you, smell myself on you and feel my cum in your pussy, as soon as I am home.'

She nodded in answer and snuggled into him. Benjamin wrapped his arms around his wife and held her close. She pulled back and offered him a shy smile. He walked her towards the door but before unlocking and opening the door, he pulled her short.