Working From Home Is Wonderful

We have only been dating for a short while, but it felt like we have known each other for a long time. We both work from home, but we took today off to spend time together. Maybe grab lunch, take a walk, who knows it is nice out.

As she was changing clothes to go out, she got a text. "Oh crap, honey I have to take this zoom call really quick. I have already rescheduled it multiple times.

I loved watching her work. She is so professional, and her clients love her. Being on camera she put on a nice top which accented her full chest and exposed her bare shoulders that yoga has shaped. She looked like a million bucks. Because of the last-minute call, below her desk she was only wearing some very simple and soft panties.

Her call began and I quickly realized this was not going to be as short of a call as previously thought. I could tell she was irritated with it because this got in the way of her plans. After all this is a planner's kryptonite.

She looks up at me and I could see the "sorry" look in her eyes. I smile and mouth "its ok" and leave her office. Once in the kitchen I get an idea of a way to make her forget about her last-minute call. I finish getting my drink.

I take my shoes off and get on all fours, as low as I can to the ground, and crawl into her office undetected. I position myself under her desk in between her freshly shaved legs. I can still smell her body wash on her.

I lightly touch her inner thigh. She is startled and her knee hits the top of the desk.

"Is everything ok?" The guy on the call says.

"Sorry about that, my dog snuck in and startled me, continue." She said. The way she said continue was odd. It wasn't just a word, it felt like she was talking directly to me.

I inched a little closer under the desk and her legs widened a little. Her left leg pushed up against me, almost pulling me in. "I think she was talking to me" I thought.

I begin by running my fingers ever so lightly up and down both of her muscular thighs. Teasing her by applying a little squeeze every now and then.

She presses the space bar to mute and whispers to me, "You started it, you better finish it.". "Oh, I have every intention of you finishing.". The group on the call asked her a question so she unmuted and continued.

I continue running my hands up and down. Every now an then getting closer to her underwear. Her underwear is tight up against her pussy. I can see a little moisture mark beginning to appear at the bottom. I lightly touch her panties and run my finger up and down. Up and down. And up again to her clit area.

She was in the middle of talking when I did this and could hear her gasp and swallow hard.

Her moisture spot is no longer little. "God, I want to taste it." I think to myself. I know she wants me to but I want her to enjoy this for a little longer.

I run my finger up and down a little more. Every now and then kissing her thighs and running along the sides of her pussy.

I slide her panties to one side. I hear her go on mute again and tell me "I want your mouth, now". And go back to her call.

I insert my tongue at the bottom of her pussy, where the wet spot appeared. Just the tip of my tongue. I slowly slide up, almost like opening a zip lock bag, but with my tongue. At the top I can feel her clit with my tongue. Her clit is amazing, almost like it has a mind of its own. I can tell it is swollen, filled, wanting me to suck on it.

But I do not. I slide my tongue up again. Transporting her moist pleasure, mixed with mine, to her clit. Making it so slippery.

Her breathing is getting faster and deeper. She is taking long breaths to appear to be normal on the call. I wonder if they have any clue what is going on under the table.

I slide my finger inside her wet pussy. Fuck it is so warm and wet. Sliding it up and down. Teasing her with every move I make.

I think it has been long enough. I think to myself. If the roles were reversed, I would have already shot my load and busted a hole through my desk.

With my finger still teasing her, I take my cup of ice water and grab an ice cube in my mouth. Letting my mouth cool off, running my tongue on the cube. I can't take any more, so I spit it back in my cup.

I move my head up to her smooth pussy and put my cool lips around her clit. More importantly is putting my cold tongue running across it.

"Ahhhh" I hear her say. "Sorry all, I just got a calf cramp."

She puts herself on mute and says, "Don't you fucking stop". She has never been more serious than she is right now.

My finger in her pussy, my mouth on her clit, and her muscular legs holding my head in place. I bet I couldn't get out if I tried.

She stares straight at the camera, a little bead of sweat rolls down her face.

I moan, vibrating her clit.

Deep breaths, like she is running a marathon. In slowly, out slowly.

She reaches down with her hand, grabs my head and pulls me closer into her. At this point she is using my head as her own personal sex toy. And I am loving every second of it

Her leg starts to quiver, her clit is getting larger in my mouth.

There is so much wetness down here. I feel like I am being waterboarded.

She mutes her call once again.

"Oh fuck I am cumming, I am cumming"

I feel a wave rush over my face. Her pussy tightening down and pulsing on me.

She pushes my head away because everything below the waist is super sensitive right now.

I give her leg a little kiss and slide out from under her desk, out of the view of the camera.

I stand up and as I go back into the kitchen my cell phone gets a text. It is from her.

"You better stay hard because after this call I am fucking you hard on that kitchen island."

Have I mentioned that I love working from home?