I love meeting you for lunch. It's so good to get out of the office and have a laugh together. Today I'm looking forward to it even more after our fooling around in bed this morning. You teased me so much, getting my dick rock hard before saying you wanted to wait until tonight.
I walk into the cafe and sit beside you in a big comfy sofa. I love when our bodies are right next to each other, you resting your hand on my thigh and me stroking the small of your back as we talk over our mornings. It's pretty obvious you are as horny as me and we both grin when we talk about our plans for the evening. 'A night in' is how we phrase it but we know it's going to be much more exciting than a night watching television.
I go to pay our bill and I feel you come up close behind me. Your hand slowly traces the curve of my ass. It turns me on so much knowing anyone could see you feeling it right now. You hand me my briefcase and we leave the cafe, having a kiss before we have to go our separate ways.
When I get back to my office I feel the little buzz of my phone it my pocket. A text from you: 'i had a great time at lunch. Check ur briefcase yet? ;)' I smile and pick up my briefcase, wanting to see what your text is about and looking for papers I need to read to prep for my meeting at three. As I open my briefcase my eyes are immediately drawn to a sliver of light pink fabric between two folders. I instantly recognise them as your pink silk knickers you were wearing this morning. My phone buzzes again, 'well?:D' I text you back saying you are a naughty girl and you reply straight away telling me to take your panties and put them in my pocket.
Just holding your knickers for a few seconds makes my dick start to grow. I love the feeling of silk, of you in silk and I start to imagine you at work now in your cute dress with no knickers on. You text me again saying to keep your knickers in my pocket, keep my phone with me and wish me good luck with the meeting.
As the afternoon goes on I'm pretty distracted, every now and then I put my hand in my pocket to feel your knickers. I'm a little bit worried my colleagues will see the pink fabric poking from my trouser pocket.
My meeting is going well when I get another text from you asking if it's over. 'Not yet' I reply and you message me back saying go to the bathroom and call me when it's over.