The decision to not tell anyone of our "relationship" was a good idea. I would dislike it explain to anyone that we only met to have sex, of course the most incredible, mind blowing and explosive sex that we both had ever had. The hard part is working with you everyday, though it being a professional setting has helped me keep from grabbing you and taking you whenever the need comes over me.
But today we are moving office furniture after the renovations and we are casual dressed. There is something about a man in jeans and a t-shirt that I find so much sexier than a man in a suit. I am dressed in a tank top that once had another shirt over top but I was way too hot to have it on for now. On the bottom I am wearing a pair of yoga pants that are low cut and when I bend over my hot pink thong can be seen. I know that you have been watching me, I heard other staff members calling your name when you were not paying attention.
At the moment, we are both holding onto a table as our manager attempts to make a decision of where she wants it. But I am watching a bead of sweat running down your neck that I would love to lick up with my tongue. Your very sensitive neck that when I touch it with my fingers, my mouth or my tongue I can feel your cock growing long and hard. We catch each others eyes, and we both know what we want. You ask if you can give me a ride home, and the answer is YES! A chance to flirt, to touch and talk to you on the 45 minute ride home sounds like a perfect way to start the weekend. I know that we can't get together tonight but I will see you on Sunday morning and it would be the perfect foreplay.
We get in the car, and wave to others that are leaving work. About three minutes in the car, you tell me that you loved how my 42DD breasts look in a white tank top. You tell me how you can hardly wait to kiss them, lick my nipples until they are wet and hard. My nipples will stick out so you can suck them, in the way that make my panties wet. You ask me what panties I am wearing and I tell you that they are the hot pink ones we picked out together at the sex shop about a month ago. I know that you are getting harder and excited. I shift so I am sitting closer to you. My hand squeezing your thigh and your finger moves up to brush across my lips. I suck your finger deep inside my mouth, sucking your finger and tracing your shape with my tongue to remind you how much I love having your cock in my mouth. My panties are getting so wet. In that low sexy voice you have for the rest of the trip you tell me what you want to do together on Sunday. How you want to drive you cock deep in my pussy and than have me lick off my pussy juices from it. How you want me to ride your face, my thighs pressed against your cheeks. How you want to take me from behind and shoot your cum all over my back and then share your juices with me. I move my hand so I am stroking your cock through your pants. As you let me out of the car at my apartment, you thumbs rub over my breasts and you kiss me deep and hard. Sunday seems so far away.