This story follows on from "Getting It Out Of Our Systems" by PippaCambridge. This is the next time that Sally and Matt meet and is written by Sally.
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A couple of weeks had passed since that afternoon when we'd tried to get it out of our systems. I hadn't heard much from Matt, just the odd text. Maybe the guilt had kicked in. Despite that I'd find myself day dreaming about that hot afternoon all the time. The taste of his lips on mine, the touch of his hands on my body, the pleasure that had ripped through me and the look of lust and want in his eyes! All I could think about and dream of was him. I knew we hadn't got it out of our systems and I wanted more. I kept typing out texts but not daring to press send. I wanted Matt again but was scared he might say no.
A couple of days later I found myself fantasising about Matt whilst I was in the shower. The thought of his hands massaging and caressing my soapy boobs whilst his hard cock pressed up against my shapely ass seriously turned me on. I imagined how we'd passionately kiss whilst the hot water cascaded over us. We'd then get out of the shower and whilst still wet go to the bedroom. The urgency of wanting to fuck each other wouldn't allow us time to get dry. I knew I had to see him again as I clearly hadn't got it or him out of my system.
As I finished my shower my mind flicked back to how it had all started. I'd known Matt for years. To begin with there had been no attraction between us . I'd never thought of him in that way. We'd started emailing, just friendly banter, and then some harmless flirting had crept in. It was fun and exciting and brightened up dull days in the office. The flirting gradually got more intense. Both of us seeing how far we could push things. I kept doubting in my mind that Matt would ever want more but his messages seemed to say the opposite. In one email Matt wrote "Something in the chemistry between us when we swap emails tells me all I need to know." I'd sat at my desk wondering if maybe there was more to it.
On another occasion Matt had referred to me as a "beautiful, sexy, feisty woman". Matt had the ability to turn on the charm and he was definitely charming me. He also had the ability to make me smile even when I was having a rubbish day. He'd once offered to come lingerie shopping with me and told me that he "could be like Gok Wan but with an erection ;-) ". I'd pushed the boundaries too . I'd mentioned licking my lips and then commented about which set of lips I was referring to. Matt's reply came back saying SALLY! I AM SHOCKED.....but yet strangely aroused!!! ;-)"
The email flirting turned to texting as it got more explicit! We were sending a large amount of messages each day. I'd sit staring at my phone waiting for a reply. At one point we'd graphically described what we'd like to do to each other and then joked that we'd had textual intercourse. The thrill had been immense but had also left me wanting more.
Gradually the emails and texts turned into an e-affair. We'd occasionally meet for coffee. On a few occasions we'd given in briefly to temptation and kissed. The first time had been in the city art gallery. I'd been asking Matt in our emails if he'd ever given into temptation and he was ironically answering the question in person when we kissed. One minute we were feigning an interest in the art work and then the next we were lustfully kissing, our hands running over each other, our lips wanting to devour each other.
On another occasion I'd met Matt at his office and after a tour of the building we'd gone back to his office. As soon as we'd walked back in to his office we'd locked eyes and then immediately locked lips. We kissed and kissed. And then moved into his stationery cupboard in case anyone walked into the office. For months after we joked about having sex in that cupboard and all the sexual acts that could have taken place in their and also how we both had a fantasy about shagging on Matt's desk.
Before we left his office Matt said to me that he had one more thing to do. I thought he meant shutting his computer down or something like that but he kissed me again passionately and then quite matter of factly said "Right, that's that done, shall we go get a coffee?". On all occasions the guilt had got the better of us and we resolved to lose touch for a while but we never stuck to it for more than a few weeks at the most. Perhaps it was inevitable that after so many years that it would only end up in one place.
I walked from the bathroom back to my bedroom. I was only wearing a towel around my body and one on my head that my wet hair was wrapped up in. For once I was home alone. I glanced at the clock on my phone and realised I had a few minutes to spare. With thoughts of Matt still in my head I knew what I wanted to do. I removed the towel from my head and let my wet hair fall down around my ears and neck. I walked over to the bed, propped up the pillows and sat down. I took the tube of lube out of my bedside drawer and opened it. I squeezed a blob out on to my finger. I lay back and applied the lube to down there. It felt cold on my warm skin.
As I started to move my finger in a circular motion around and over my clitoris the sensation of the cool lube turned quickly to a pleasurably one. As my finger carried on rhythmically circling round I closed my eyes and pictured Matt's face. I could see his big brown eyes. If you looked into them for too long you could easily get lost in them.
We'd locked eyes before and I was sure I'd felt the electricity buzzing between us. I could also see his gorgeous, sexy smile. Matt's smile made me melt. It made his eyes light up and he had a habit of adding a cheeky wink. Matt was a few years older than me. He was tall and handsome. He had strong arms and gave the most amazing hugs. I felt so safe in his arms and as though it was only him and me and nothing else. He looked good in whatever he wore and he always smelt gorgeous due to his good taste in aftershave.
As my fingers worked away a tingling sensation began to grow in my stomach and down there. I remembered how Matt's tongue had felt on my clitoris. Licking it and flicking it whilst I laid on his bed, my arms splayed out, barely able to breathe from the sensations coming from down there due to him. The pleasure had been exquisite.
I carried on moving my finger, still thinking of Matt and wishing he was there. He was definitely in my system and also under my skin. As the tingling turned into a deeper feeling it felt as those waves of pleasure were growing inside me. Each one bigger than the previous one. I quickened the motion of my fingers. It also felt as though a spring was being slowed coiled up inside me.
By now I knew I was close to coming and so I removed my finger for a brief moment. I then moved it back to my clitoris and started pleasuring myself again. I did this a few times. The starting and stopping seemed to increase the pleasure for me.
Just as I was about to come I slowed down the rhythm of my finger until it was barely moving. I'd found from experience that this intensified and prolonged my orgasm. The spring inside me now felt so tightly coiled I knew that at any second it would release itself and unwind. As my finger lightly brushed over my clitoris it was enough to tip me over the edge and I came.
Waves of pleasure radiated out of me, down my legs to my toes and I felt my muscles down there contracting and expanding beyond my control. I inhaled deeply as a massive smile spread across my face.
I waited for my orgasm to subside before I started moving my finger again. The sensation was now intense, almost too much to take, but after a minute or so the waves of pleasure that had been brewing again reached their crescendo and I found myself coming again. I stopped my finger and just enjoyed the feeling. I inhaled and exhaled deeply as I lay there completely lost in the moment. I remembered that the last time I'd come I'd been on top of Matt!
