The day, felt like a year. Her mood was as miserable as the ongoing windy, rainy weather. She stared out of the window and watched the rain lash against the glass; she could do with being lashed in a completely different way.
Closing her eyes she thought about him and him, which one would guarantee ecstasy? She wanted to move her hands over her body and appreciate herself, although someone else's hands would be much better. Clenching her teeth, she held her frustration within herself, she wanted him to feel her fiery desire! She wanted to feel like a goddess, of infinite desire. His fingers were always magical and his thirst for her pussy juice, made her tingle.
She snapped out of her little world, when her colleague walked into the room, he was still bright and smiley despite the challenging long day. She could feel his eyes, gazing at her, she loved it, knowing he admired her womanly figure. She knew she had curves in all the right places. Standing up, she held her head up high, as she knew he would be undressing her with his eyes.
She checked her phone and brightened up when she saw the message. 'When do you finish? Biting her lip, she replied instantly, she needed time alone with Karl. Within minutes, she was driving home.
As soon as she walked through the door, she made a cup of tea, as she thought about what she would wear and where she would be, when he arrived. Texting him, 'the doors open' she slid out of her work clothes, and slipped on her black lacy lingerie and stilettos.
She laid down on her bed, legs up and apart and her head in a book, she read as if she was an innocent scholar with no notions of sexual desires. Soon she was in her own little world, lost in her book.
