We've been at this for a while now, but haven't broken the professional barrier yet. I see you in the office with your sharp suits and ties, and striking blue eyes and get hot just thinking about what we've done. I have my sights on you and know you're a great lover but I want to break down this wall.
Late in the day, once most have departed for the day, I walk into your office and close the door behind me. I've been thinking and planning this moment since the day began. Walking over to your desk I slowly unbutton my blouse a little lower to ensure my hot pink bra peeks out from under my shirt. You start to stand up but I push you back into your swivel chair on wheels. Trying to tell you that I want to run this show.
Hiking up my skirt, I sit on the edge of your desk. You take the invitation to peel off my stockings, and clock that I am not wearing panties. Had you been thinking about this during the day, I wonder? How much do you think of me? You want to taste me so you get on your knees behind the desk and use your tongue to tease my thighs, trailing up and down, little kisses and nips on my flesh, before putting pressure on my clit and you can feel my body reacting to you. I tremble and squirm under your attention. I stroke your hair and grasp at the back of your neck. As I near orgasm you feel my muscles tighten and my breath get shallow. You're learning my body and its cues. When I climax, all of the tension leaves my body; I quiver with satisfaction.
You stand up and look down at me, happy to have pleased me, smile, and tell me it's your turn. I'm more than happy to oblige. A willing, aching party, I fall to my knees, barely able to stand from the excitement. I've been waiting for your cock in my mouth. You sit back in your chair as I unbutton your pants. There's a knock at the door! I scoot under the desk as you pull in your chair.
