Maybe it is my conscious maybe I am not confident enough in believing I can have the attention, yearning and love of such a beautiful soul. Dreamt that you and I were working together. With you being the boss our budding relationship was a close secret. A few big wigs from corporate had come down for whatever reason. From a distance I had watched you greet them. The one guy was very hands on with you. This was driving me insane with jealousy. So bad in fact when you came over later that night we got in a fight about it.
Remember feeling like an ass. Here I am acting like an ass and driving you into this guys arm. I try calling and texting the next morning and get no answer from you. When I see you walk in the office that morning I am just stopped in my tracks. See you walk in wearing a very form fitting red sweater, pin striped pleated skirt and the sexy black leather boots you had shown me from shopping a few weeks earlier. You look absolutely radiant as you walk right past me as you are caught up in conversation with the big wigs.
Next thing I know we are sitting in a meeting. I am sitting in the back of the room watching you get ready to give your presentation I had seen you practice on me all weekend long. For some reason you say something about needing to turn off your black berry as I watch you fumble with it. Shortly afterwards I feel my cell vibrate and look down to see a text from you.
As everyone is intent on your words that I have heard quite often I open my cell to look at your text.
"Baby, I love you! I want no one but you! Mwah"
Instantly fills my heart with warmth. I just smile reading that as I look up watching you at your best. It finally dons on me that there is an attachment as I scroll down.
I see the top of your hip that my hands have slid over many times barely covered by the sheer lingerie. Following the taught garter over your creamy flesh snuggled nicely into your silk stocking. I stare intently at the silk stocking covering your thigh as it blends into the soft leather of your black boot. As I watch the leather bend around your knee, down your calf and wrapped around your ankle. Hearing you give your presentation as I look at the stiletto of your boot. I have never seen you in these boots before. OMG...these are the boots you are wearing right now. I can feel my cock swelling in my pants
I finally look up from my cell for what has had to be forever staring at it. You catch my eyes as I look up at you and just give me the biggest smile.
From that point on I just watch every move you make. Not paying to a word you say but I watch the lips I have kissed a thousand times slowly move as you annunciate each word. Staring at your tight red sweater, seeing how it accentuates your breast beneath. The breast that I have felt pressed into my chest many a time. Thinking of how just over the weekend how you teased my mouth with your nipples as you swayed them back and forth over my lips as you slowly grinded on my cock. Watching your hips move as you walk from side to side. Staring intently at your skirt imagining your garter that I know you are wearing beneath. Thinking of how I have had the pleasure of kissing and nibbling your inner thighs as I worked my way up to your soft moist velvet lips. Watching your legs beneath your skirt wrapped in the soft black leather. Remembering how you told me you would change the way I thought about boots.
The whole time I am just engrossed deeply in watching you giving your presentation, you know what I am doing. You can almost feel me as I slowly fuck you with my eyes. As you scan the room looking at everyone, every time you catch me eye fucking you as our eyes pass. You can't help yourself as you feel a warm burning feeling between your thighs.
As you start working around the room talking as you pass out some report. Someone else starts talking going over something in the report you just passed out. You reach between me and someone else to grab something off the conference table.
I smell the scent of your intoxicating perfume. The perfume that has been etched in my mind, reminding me of you. To my surprise I feel your soft sweater rubbing against my cheek as I feel your breast slowly press in me. "Excuse me, Bill." As you slowly pull yourself back as everyone is listening to the other person. They look back to see you catching up in the report.
From there you stand behind me as we go through the report. I feel you place your hand on my shoulder. I feel the nail on your thumb slowly run up and down along the back of my neck. Running through my hair finding the one place that you found that drives me wild. As you stand behind me you look down over my chest and can't help but notice the outline of my cock straining in my pants. Standing there as you clench your lips tight as you feel your dripping wet Gstring saturated with your sweet honey as I feel your nails clenching into my shoulder.
