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Anyways, so I was at work finishing up some end of the day shit after everyone else had gone home for the day. For whatever reason my mind started to drift to my happy places and gradually I became more aroused and less concerned with work. After a few minutes of daydreaming about a beautiful set of ass cheeks spread before me, I decided to sit back and pull out my cock. Within moments I had settled back into my chair, dropped my pants all the way to the floor and had my cock in one hand and my balls in the other. I was stroking away, thinking how nice it would be to have this strange woman kneeling across my desk bare assed, asking me to kiss and lick her cheeks.
I was thinking how nice it would be to run my tongue across the backs of her thighs, feel the soft hairs on her cheeks tickling my nose as I lick & kiss my way along. My imagination runs off as I think about running my tongue gently over her petaled lips, tasting her honey-wine juices, smelling her sweet aroma and forcing her body closer to orgasm. Gently I began running my tongue from her clit, across her lips and upwards into the pear shaped crevice of her ass. I kept thinking about the sounds I would hear as she sucked in her breath with anticipation or relief.
I thought about how her tight crinkled little hole would feel on my tongue, how it would taste as I began to tickle, lick, then probe her. I thought about the sounds of her moans as she felt my hands on her soft cheeks as I spread them further open so I could work my tongue deeper into her welcoming ass. With greater and greater urgency my right hand slid along my cock as my left hand was playing with my balls and tickling my taint.
As I was working myself closer to orgasm, my cell phone rang. I didn't recognize the number but something told me to answer it. "Hello" I said with a hoarse voice... "Hey, it's Tiff. Mind if I drop my bags off now? I saw your truck outside so I figured I would stop by." You say. I try quickly to think of an excuse why you can't come in but my mind is full of erotica and no normal thoughts are floating around. "Give me a sec to put away some classifieds," I say and hang up.
Slowly I try to compose myself, trying to give my cock time to lie back down. I pull up my pants and try to hide my hard-on as I walk towards the main door. I see you standing there through the window and think to myself what a great ass you yourself have. Suddenly I catch myself and tell my cock and brain they need to behave, "Now is not the time!" As I open the door, I catch a whiff of your perfume or lotion... I can't tell what it is but the smell certainly doesn't help my current "predicament." I tell you to just throw your bags on the floor and walk into the office. Thinking that you had waited outside, I get to my desk and have to adjust myself. I have been walking hunched back since opening the door, trying to hide my hard-on and keep away any suspicion. I try pushing my cock to the side but realize that isn't going to do it, thinking I had a minute to spare I open my fly and reach into my pants. Grabbing hold of my cock, I reposition myself only to look up and see you staring at me.
"Oh, don't mind me..." You say with a big old grin on your face. Not being a shy person or bashful, I apologize and explain I had been a bit preoccupied when you called. As I am talking I notice that you are staring at my crotch I then realize I still have my hand in my pants, wrapped around my hardness.
Pulling my hand out, I apologize again..."Sorry Tiff, I didn't mean to embarrass you or see me like this."
"Who said I was embarrassed?" you say. With me at a loss for words, you jump in, "So what were you thinking about that got you so worked up?"
Why be bashful now I say to myself. "I was thinking about a woman's sexy ass bent over my desk as I bathed it with my tongue," I say. You smile and turn asking me if I was thinking about a tight ass like yours. This causes my cock to twitch and practically jump out of my still open fly. With you standing there wiggling your ass at me, I didn't even notice that I was rubbing myself through my pants.
I realize it only when you speak up, "Can I watch you finish?" You say. Never being one to turn down a beautiful woman, nor one that I can stroke my cock in front of I simply undo my belt and let my pants drop to the floor.
My cock is screaming to get out of my boxer briefs but I have to ask, "are you sure you want to watch me?"