Driving into the darkness, I still tingle from our recent encounter. My body desiring your touch. My mind spinning- thinking of when and where we will meet again. For days I check my messages- day and night- my body aching to hear from you. And yet the message never comes.
Weeks later as I sit reading in the library, I feel someone staring at me. I look up from my book to find you gazing at me from across the room. Our eyes lock and everything else fades away. I can feel myself grow wet as I stare into your eyes. Rising from my chair as if in slow motion, I turn and head towards the back of the quiet library- so sure everyone can hear my heart pounding. Without looking back, I know you are following me- yours fixed on my swaying ass.
Finding an empty meeting room, I open the door and step inside- waiting breathlessly - my back to the open door. I hear you enter, shutting and locking the door with a loud click that makes me jump. No words are spoken- the only sound is the rhythmic tick tock of the clock on the wall. My body quivers in anticipation - my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. I feel you close to me- the heat from your body caressing my back- your warm breath on my neck. The smell of clean soap mingled with aftershave- I inhale deeply taking in the scent of you.
Then your hands are under my dress- pushing it above my hips- your massive, powerful hands squeezing and kneading the soft flesh of my ass. A moan escapes my lips breaking the stillness of the room. My pussy tightens with your touch- my juices trickling down my labia and onto my thighs. In one fluid movement you rip my sheer, lace panties from my quivering body. Feeling the sharp sting as you slap my ass, I shudder in delight!