He started making coffee and I went into the cabinet to grab 2 mugs when I felt him behind me. He nuzzled the back of my neck and his hands went back up the front of my shirt. He unhooked my bra and I could feel it in my clit when he slid the slippery material of my bra away from my skin. The feeling of my shirt against my already hard nipples was almost electric. A soft moan escaped my lips as his fingers gently caressed the sides of my breasts.
"I want you." He breathed into my ear. His warm breath gave me goose bumps. "But, I want to tease you first." He slid his hand down the front of my jeans, not bothering to unbutton them. His fingers slipped easily into my already wet pussy and he realized I was wearing his favorite; a thong. His finger slowly but firmly circled my throbbing clit and I moaned. He kept it up for a few minutes, my body was becoming jello in his hands. I felt my knees start to tremble and his grip on my body got tighter. He pulled his fingers from me and rubbed my pussy again through my thong. "I want you to do it. And then I want these."
"Tell me why you want them?" I panted, my fingers rubbed my clit through the thin fabric.
"I want to use them after you leave. I want to smell you." He whispered in my ear, his fingers played with my nipples pinching and caressing them, heightening my pleasure.
"Tell me... what... will you do... after I leave." My words were coming in short gasps as my fingers continued to work my clit.
"I'm going to rub my cock while I smell your panties."
That's all I need to hear. My body tensed and I came. I fell back onto him and he laughed. With his hands on my hips, he turned me to face him and he kissed me.
"Coffee's ready." He chuckled and reached past me into the cabinet pulling out 2 mugs. I caught my breath while he prepared my coffee just the way I like it. We sipped in silence for a few moments, then he glanced at me over the rim of his cup and I could see the desire in his eyes. I put my mug on the counter, walked towards the basement door, and looked back at him over my shoulder. He set his mug on the counter and I ran down the stairs giggling. He chased after me stopping in his tracks when he reached the bottom of the stairs. I'd had just enough time to get my jeans and panties down and to bend over the couch just outside his office. He whistled through his teeth at the sight of my bare ass waiting for his hard cock. I heard his zipper and the rustle of denim just before I felt his hands on my hips and his cock slide into my pussy.
"You have an amazing ass." He grunted thrusting his cock deep into me, forcing me to draw quick shallow breaths. His palm pressed firmly against my back, between my shoulders bending me over the arm of the sofa. "I could fuck you for days." He said slowly slipping his thumb into my ass. The sensation was exquisite. I bucked back against him, pushing more of his thumb into my ass. My moans were coming closer, his grunting became more feral and his pace quickened. We were both close, but I didn't want it to happen there. I knew that he wanted me in his office, so that when he worked he could remember me bent over his chair, ass in the air. Or, when work became to be too tedious, he could close his eyes briefly and see me in his chair legs spread over the arms, my fingers spreading my slick lips exposing my hard little clit for his tongue.
