I'm laying in bed waiting for the text that says, "alright, I'm here." I've had my hand down playing with my clit long enough to have brought myself to the edge a few times, but I don't want to cum until it's with my tight pussy wrapped around your amazing dick.
I get up and throw on my brand new bra with the matching, lacy, black thong. I put on a skirt and a sweater because I know they'll be easier to gain access to. I text you back, "I'm on my way."
In my car on the way to where you are, I am imagining all of the things I want to do to you when I get there. I can feel the vibrations of the car between my thighs, and it all becomes too much. I slide one hand up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I am dripping wet from my little fantasies. I slowly circle my fingertip around my clit until I can feel the pressure building up, then I slip down just a little and slide one finger into my pussy. One finger soon becomes two, and I sigh as I imagine it's your dick filling me. I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm before I stop. I'm turning into the parking lot.
I park the car and adjust my clothes before sending you a message. "Where are you?"
You respond telling me which floor you're located on and that there is a single person bathroom right around the corner. "Meet me there." I feel a rush of energy to my apex at the demanding way you say it. I love that you take control.