He was working late one evening, trying desperately to finish everything before the holiday when the power went out and the lights went off. "Damn", he thought. He could still use his laptop, so he decided to stay and continue working. His office was dark except for the light coming from his computer screen.
After some time working in the dark, the frustration and headache starting to set in, he decided it was time to call it a night. It was at that moment his door opened. In walked a woman, and although it was dark he was certain he didn't recognize her. She stood leaning in the doorway, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a white button down shirt, unbuttoned dangerously low and un-tucked, a pair of well-worn jeans, and oddly, he thought she was bare foot.
She said "Hi" in a wonderfully soft voice. She told him she was new with the company, working late and saw a glow from under his door and thought he might like some company for a while.
How could he refuse? He invited her in.
He offered her a seat but she stood next to him instead, asking him about his work. She was standing very close to him, too close. She smelled of lavender, he breathed in her intoxicating scent. She was distracting but he was able to discuss his current project for a few minutes then sighed and pushed his chair away from the computer.
She turned and faced him. He looked into her dark brown eyes, at her full lips; his eyes traveled down her body and he couldn't help but think how much he wanted her out of those jeans.
She watched him looking at her; she smiled as if reading his thoughts. She stepped into his open legs, bent down, and softly kissed him on the lips. She touched his face, sliding her thumb across his lips. She kissed him again, harder this time, and then gently bit his lower lip.
She took a step back and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. When she finished her hands traveled back up, parting her shirt, exposing her belly and lacy black bra, her fingertips traced the edges of her bra then circled her nipples.
Her olive skin looked smooth and soft. He wanted to touch her, to taste her. The erection in his pants was growing harder; he wouldn't be able to resist must longer. Her hands slowly traveled back down, she opened the button and zipper of her jeans exposing lacy black panties.
He couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the waist of her jeans and pulled her to him.
Her hands were on his shoulders and his neck; her simple touches sent shivers through his body.
Still in his chair, his hands moved to her hips, down the soft denim covering her thighs, then up the back of her legs so he could caress her ass. His hands slid up and under her shirt, feeling the warm skin on her back. His thumbs felt the curve of her breast as his hands moved lower to wrap around her slender waist. He held her there and kissed her belly, his tongue tracing the waistband of her panties.
He grabbed the belt loops of her jeans and slid them down, off her body. His fingers slowly moved back up the sides of her bare legs until they found her ass again. He gently squeezed and caressed her while his lips kissed her belly, his tongue dipping below the edge of lacy black material.
She leaned into him, letting out a small sigh of pleasure. She wanted more; her pussy was already wet and throbbing.
His hands moved back to her waist, then up along her stomach. He needed to get this shirt off her. He stood from his chair and let his hands continue to wander up her belly and in between her breasts, teasingly touching the soft curves. His hands moved to her shoulders opening her shirt more and then pushing it down until it dropped to the floor. She stood in front of him, wearing only her bra and panties. God, she was beautiful in every way. Her eyes were so dark, almost black; her long dark hair flowed over her shoulders and back. Her breasts were full, but smaller, fitting her slender body perfectly. Her waist and hips were both slim, yet curvy.
For a moment, he thought she wasn't real. Then her hands moved to his body, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head. Her hands slowly touched his chest. She kissed his chest, moving closer to his nipple. Her lips kissed around his nipple, her tongue slowly teasing before she gently grabbed it with her teeth, pulling slightly, then she sucked on it hard, all while her thumb and finger gently squeezed and pinched his other.
His hands moved up along her back, to the nape of her neck, he gently gripped her hair. Her long hair tickled his chest; her lips on his body were like heaven. He wanted to feel her lips on his hard cock. He felt as if he were about to explode. He needed more of this stranger, this new girl that came by for company in the dark, but was offering so much more. He needed to taste her now.
He gripped her hair more firmly and pulled her lips to his. They kissed hard, filled with lust and desire, their arms firmly wrapped around each other. Their lips separated, both gasping for a breath. He grabbed her ass and lifted her and she instinctively wrapped her legs around him. He wanted to fuck her hard but he also wanted to savor every moment of this, every moment of her. He got lost in her eyes; she smiled, her eyes so expressive, playful and filled with passion.
He set her down on the desk and softly kissed her lips. Then she surprised him by biting back. This only furthered his arousal. He kissed along her neck until he reached the gentle curve where neck becomes shoulder. He nuzzled her for a moment, first kissing and nibbling, then sucking hard and then he gave her a passionate bite.
Her hands dug into his shoulder and she moaned softly, pressing her body to his. His lips moved to her shoulder, his hand pushing her bra strap away; he kissed along the edge of her bra and on the curve of her breast. He could see her hard nipple through the sheer fabric. He blew gently on her nipple, saw the goose bumps on her breast, and heard the arousal in her breathing. His hands slipped to her back and unhooked the clasp; sliding it silently to the floor, exposing her to him in the darkness of his office.
His hands moved down along her arms then moved to her thighs. He gazed down at her body, her small breasts looked soft and her nipples looked hard with arousal.
Her hands came up to his chest. She spent a moment touching his shoulders, neck, and chest. Her hands traveled down to his waist, she paused to unbutton his pants then her hands moved to his hips. She kissed his chest and flicked his nipple with her tongue. She let go of him and pushed herself further back on his desk, leaning back on her hands, inviting him to gaze upon the length of her body. She stretched out her leg to him, her foot on his chest pushing him slightly away, smiling. Her foot moved down his chest until she reached the waistband of his pants. She let her toes trail back and forth along the edge of his waist band, playing with the button. The gentle touch was oddly erotic.
Slowly she slid her foot down until she was touching the length of his erection. The touch to his hard cock made him catch his breath. Her foot was beautiful and watching her rub his cock with it was almost enough to make him climax. He let her continue, closing his eyes briefly to concentrate. The soft skin of her big toe pressed expertly at the base of his engorged head and rubbed softly.
Partly to delay his own climax, and partly to touch her, he grabbed her foot and brought it to his lips; she let out a playful laugh. He started kissing the top of her foot. Slowly his hands and lips moved to her ankle then her calf. She was ticklish and squirmed as he kissed her, soft giggles mixed with heavy breathing in the darkened office.
He set her leg on the desk and he placed his hands on her knees, opening her legs wider. He leaned down and started to kiss the inside of her thigh. Slowly he kissed, pausing to taste her with his tongue and nibble lightly.
His tongued moved upwards until it reached the edge of her panties, which barely covered her. His hands massaged the toned muscles of her leg while his tongue teased the ticklish skin of her thigh, and then moved, lightly licking her skin at the edge of her panties. She gasped, watching him, waiting for more.
His tongue licked the length of her pussy through the thin material. Her panties were soaked and he could taste her sweetness. His tongue flicked her hard bud through the silk. She moaned softly. She lay back on his desk, pushing papers and pencils noisily to the floor. It was not the most comfortable position but she didn't care, she wanted to open herself to him.
He softly kissed her pussy, flicking his tongue over her clit while his hands moved up along her outer thighs until his fingers hooked the waist of her panties. He slid her panties down her thighs slowly, past her knees. He ducked his head to allow her feet to come together, momentarily hiding herself. He held the damp silk in his hands then dropped them to the floor. Turning back to her, he held her bare feet in his hands and moved them apart once again.