I knew what time of day she usually checks her email, so I got to her desk first. I crawled underneath it, curling up there so I could give her a big surprise. It wasn't long before she walked into the room. She wore a white T-shirt and a short black skirt, one that gently caressed her thighs as she walked. I watched her long legs approach the desk. She didn't see me. I felt my heart skip as she sat down, pulling her chair up closer.
Her knees slid mere centimeters away from my face. As she sat, unaware that she was being watched, she let her legs open slightly. It gave me a perfect view of her crotch.
She wasn't wearing any panties. I grinned, knowing that meant she was going to read the hot email from the website she runs. It's a gallery of photos of her in nude and erotic poses. Her exhibitionism had found a perfect outlet.
I heard the click and hum of her computer booting up. Then the squeal of the modem as she connected. While she logged on, I watched her legs open and close as she hummed to herself. I feasted on the perfect view of her shaved pussy. Her hairless lips gently parted by the delicate labia that protruded from its top. Even in the darkness, I could see her slit glistening with her juices. She was excited already, thinking about what she was going to read, and perhaps what she's read before. The cramped space under her desk filled with her musky scent.
More clicks of her mouse followed as she brought up her email. A moment of silence passed. I could tell she was reading one of her letters. Inwardly, I was hoping that it was a good one so she would start playing with herself. I felt a twinge of disappointment as the mouse clicked again, showing she moved on. I knew she must have been disappointed, too. Another moment passed, followed by another click. The tension was killing me, as well as my back for being in such a cramped space.
Then it happened. I could tell she had hit a good one because she was silent for longer than usual. Her humming stopped. She was totally still as seconds passed. Then I saw a trickle of her juice ooze out of her swollen lips, running down into a small pool on her seat. Her legs slowly parted, widening, giving me an incredible view of her luscious wet pussy. I felt myself beginning to swell in my pants, hardening in anticipation as she shifted a little in her seat. Then it came.
Her hands slid down her hard stomach, dragging her T-shirt slightly with it. She raised her skirt, moving it aside as her other hand moved to her crotch. I shivered as she slid a finger into her moist crevice, squashing the flesh around in circular motions. She slid in another finger, then another. She used two fingers to pry her lips apart. Light glittered off the juices coating her fingertips. Her other hand came down, index finger extended. It began to rub over her clit, a now-hardened bead under its silken hood. She traced slow circles over her clit, moving faster and faster. Her juices now smeared all over her shaven lips. I heard her breathing getting quicker, coming in short gasps. This was a good one.
I made my move. I carefully and slowly reached between her widened and spasming legs. I let my fingertips graze lightly over her outer lips. She didn't notice me at first, consumed by the sensations she already felt. I was careful to avoid her fingers as I tickled her lips. I could tell by her shivers that she felt it, but hadn't traced the source. Her legs wobbled rapidly as her gasps become low moans. I try to hold back my laughter as I go a little further. I slowly slid my pinky into her crevice, then move it in and out as gently as I could. Her fingers worked faster, a blur as they mashed her clit. Her hips began to buck, her soft cheeks pressing outward on each hump. She gave off a long, continuous moan now, totally submerged in a world of pleasure.
Then her moan became a scream. She leapt out of her chair, breaking my grip on her pussy. She backed away from the desk, then crouched to look under it. I wiggled my fingers at her, playfully, and she smiled in relief.
"I wanted to give you a surprise," I said.
She gasped, brushing back some of her hair that fell over her sweaty face. "You sure did."
Then her look turned playful as she asked, "Want to do the job for me while I read?"
"Thought you'd never ask."
She backed away so I could watch her unbuckle her skirt. She let it slide down her hips onto the floor. Now her hairless slit came into full view. Her eyes locked on mine as she pulled off her T-shirt, exposing the firm nipples resting on the peaks of her soft, rounded breasts. She stood naked before me now, tossing her shirt into a corner as I feasted on her beauty.
She sat down again, this time spreading her legs as wide as they could go as she slid her chair under the desk again. This time I was right there between her thighs as she moved close to me. I began to kiss the inside of her legs, starting at her knees, alternating the right side and the left, tracing a path to her now dripping slit. I brought my face close to her crevice to lightly kiss each of her hanging labia. My lips moistened by her juices.
"Read the email aloud," I murmured into her slit.
She began to describe the graphic lust of one of her fans. He was telling her how he would eat her, and I couldn't help thinking how convenient it was as I let my tongue trace a path from the bottom of her slit. Her legs trembled as I licked my way to her hood, then began making wide circles around it with my tongue. The circle grew smaller and smaller until I closed in on her stiffened bud.
Her voice cracked as I began sucking on her clit. I sucked it between my lips, trapping it there as I flicked it inside my mouth with my tongue. She still read, but there was obvious strain in her voice as she described her fan's desire to ream her pussy. A word broke into a moan. I was determined to keep her from reading as I continued to suckle her clit like a nipple. Then I opened wide, letting my tongue slide under her hood to lap her clit directly.
She gasped, her hips jerking under the onslaught. I backed away, moving my tongue down to her pussy. I parted the outer lips with my tongue, then slipped my pinky inside. It was already wet from its previous journey inside her, and made a wet, squishy noise as it sank in among her hot juicy walls. I moved my tongue back to her clit, beginning the rapid circles again.
