I want to scream! I can't believe you called me and got my mind on anything except the business deal I need to be concentrating on. I decide to go the restroom and try to get myself together. I walk into the stall and try to breath. I walk out to the sink and look at myself in the mirror. I wet a paper towel and run it across the back of my neck. I take a couple of deep breaths and realize that the door isn't locked. I walk over and with a click I am finally all alone. No one can see me. What's the harm with a little relief from all this tension? I step out of my high heels to feel the coolness of the tile against my stocking feet. I slide my skirt up around my waist and pull myself up on the counter. I lean against the wall with my side facing the mirror. I run my hands down my body slowly until I reach my swollen pussy lips. I'm so wet from thinking about you that it only takes a moment for me to get into a rhythm. I slide my right middle finger down to my clit and rub furiously while my left fingers pinch my nipples through my blouse. I keep running my fingers down to my hole. It's just not the same as when you take care of me. I close my eyes and think about you licking my clit while finger fucking me. I love those skilled fingers of yours. And that tongue! You rub the flat of your tongue against my clit and moan because that gets me every time. I cum all over your, I mean, my hand. Ah, sweet release, I think that should time me over until I can get to you.
I cleaned up and walked back to my desk and no one was the wiser. Then I see the light blinking on my phone, I have a message. I hoped it was you but it was just a client. That little shot of adrenaline should last me the rest of the afternoon. I work with the intent of a mad woman to keep my mind from wondering again. Finally I look down on my computer screen and see its after five. I give a little scream then I wondered if anyone heard me. I gathered my things and practically ran to the car. I threw my shoes into the back seat and put the top down on the convertible. I took off my suit jacket as I pulled out of the parking lot. I knew that you were still at work so I called to see if I could talk to you. You picked up the phone and I didn't even let you get a word out. I started telling about how I was going lick up and down your cock. Hold it in my mouth while I swirled my tongue around the head. I wanted to make sure that I wasn't the only one frustrated. Once I got finished with that trashy talk I wanted you hard and wanted you to know that I wanted you now.
All you could say to me, "I'll see you later. Love you. Bye."
I got home and showered and changed into a black lace bra with matching thong. I slid on a sheer white lace shirt with a short black skirt. I put on my knee high black leather high-heeled boots over my thigh high stockings and pulled on my long black coat. I was ready for whatever you had to deal out, I thought.
I drove like a maniac across town to the bar. I wanted to beat you there so I could have a quick drink and get a stool so I could watch you stroll through the door. I love the way you walk. I love watching you enter a room. You have that air of confidence. You are tall and strong with a wide chest and shoulders. Your dark skin and handsome features are magnified by your sharp suit and tie. Our eyes meet and that mischievous grin stretches slowly across your face. I turn the stool so I you can see my sexy long legs and your favorite boots as you walk towards me. I open my coat so you can see my breasts straining against the fabric of my lace blouse. I try to contain myself, all I want to do is run towards and jump in your arms and wrap my legs around you. I feel my pussy lips swell as I rub my thighs together.