She walked to work still in a daze from her early morning orgasm on the train. It left her feeling breathless, excited and ready for more. She got to her desk and tried to work, her mind kept drifting to that morning on the train. She wanted him again and again. She had never had an orgasm like it; intense, fleeting and so complete. She felt cheated, she knew they could have so much fun together and she was sorry that they were unlikely to meet again.
She told herself to get over it and get on with her work! She got through the day and left on time walking to the train with a knot in her stomach, she was hoping that she would spot him again. She could feel her excitement rise even though there was little chance of them meeting each other on the busy platform at Waterloo. He was not there so she went home swallowing her totally illogical disappointment.
The next day she went to work as usual catching the 722 to Waterloo standing in the same spot. Nothing - she felt deflated and depressed she had not realised just what an effect this man had on her. The train pulled into Waterloo on time and everyone piled off the train as usual. She looked up and caught a glimpse of him striding off the platform. She could have cried with frustration. Her body reacted immediately, her nipples hardened her pussy started to drip and she got so hot. She took a deep breath and continued down the stairs to the platform knowing it would take very little for her to cry. Thankfully she did not have time to think that day, she was so busy. She finally looked up and realised that she was the last person in the office even the cleaners had finished and gone home.
She decided that enough was enough and it was time to go. She gathered her bits and closed down her computer. She had received an email earlier in the day from a girlfriend asking if she would like to go to a club that evening. She checked her watch and figured she could still make it. She walked down the stairs to the floor below to drop into the ladies humming as she went. It had been a good day and she was pleased with her achievements and she was looking forward to a night out with the girls.
She washed her hands and tidied up her makeup, she knew she looked sexy her skin was soft and pale, her dark hair framed her face and her startling green eyes were the sort that burned with hidden desire. Her tits were firm and pert, she had no need for a bra and looking at herself she decided to take it off. Her blouse was slightly sheer and when she checked out her reflection she could just see the outline of her tits and her nipples. As she looked at herself she saw her nipples start to harden as the fabric of her blouse teased her. She turned and checked out her bottom and realised that her skirt was so tight that she could see her panties. Not a good look for the evening! So she lifted her skirt, her long legs encased in the silk stockings looked amazing, she caressed her legs lightly as she smoothed out the stockings and adjusted the suspender belt. She slipped her panties off and looked at her neatly shaved pussy. She knew that Julie would love it, it was soft and glistening, and as she regarded herself she could not help but touch her clit. It started to harden immediately giving her a very pleasurable pulse as it started to waken. She was looking forward to having some extra fun with Julie. Who needed men!!!
She left the ladies and decided to walk down the 4 flights of stairs to the ground floor. She pushed through the fire doors and started down the stairs as she turned the corner she got the shock of her life. There he was, leaning against the wall with his ankles and arms crossed looking perfectly relaxed and utterly gorgeous, he had obviously been waiting for her. She tried to say something but stammered over the words, he reached for her and pulled her to him, she fell against him and immediately felt the strength of his body and the warmth of his skin. He smelt divine - all male with a delicious light scent of expensive aftershave. The smell alone was enough to get her primed. She raised her chin and accepted his kiss. It was all she knew it would be; firm, sensitive with just the right amount of tongue. He seemed to know exactly how to kiss her, she felt the goose bumps rise on her flesh and she literally went weak at the knees. She dropped her bags and put her arms round him wanting to hold him in that position forever, one hand finding its way to his thick grey hair as she gently pulled him into her lips. She was oblivious to where they were, her passion and need was rising so fast that she could hardly think at all let alone worry about the risk of getting caught.
She looked up into his eyes and was totally lost, in that instant she knew she had to have him, that she would do anything to have him make love to her. She pushed her hips into his and felt his cock; it was already hard and straining in his pants. He pushed her away slightly and drew breath, as he did so he started to undo the buttons of her blouse gradually releasing her tits to his view. She stood motionless wanting him to kiss her again but frightened to do anything that would break the spell and the excitement. As he undid the last button and pushed her blouse aside he sighed and reverently bent his head and brushed her left nipple with the tip of his tongue it was so soft and gentle yet his touch went through her like an electric charge. She could not help but gasp with sheer excitement. He very slowly moved to her right nipple and did the same. She could now feel her pussy getting very slick she wanted to rip his cloths off and swallow his cock then and there hard and dirty. However, he was in no hurry at all and seemed determined to take it slow and easy.
He stood away from her slightly so that he could see all of her; he then slid the blouse off her, kissing her neck and shoulders as he did so. He looked at her and smiled his eyes telling her all she needed to know. He continued to kiss her shoulders and neck gradually working his way back to her tits. He started to caress her right breast at the same time as he licked and nibbled her left tit. This was driving her crazy she had never had a man kiss and caress her this way it was divine. He moved so slowly and gently she wanted him to go on forever, the touch of his warm moist mouth on her nipples was sending urgent messages directly to her pussy. She could feel herself getting so wet it was almost shameful; she could feel her juices starting to run down her leg.
He reached round behind her and undid the zip on her skirt then eased it off her hips all the time maintaining the kiss on her lips, god he could kiss! She had never understood the term "putty in his hands" until now. Her skirt slid to the floor with a soft swish and she shivered slightly not with cold but with anticipation. She wanted to be naked for him, she wanted to feel him looking at her, she wanted to show him her innermost private place and have him examine her closely. She so wanted him to like what he saw.