The morning went on, several cups of coffee and countless phone calls. I closed my office door to get a short break, pausing in my busy schedule to ponder life. Watching the people below on the street, each with their own agenda. Some in a hurry as they weaved through the slower casual walkers, others standing as if they had nothing to do in their life.
I heard the noises of the office behind me and the traffic outside as I looked off into the clear blue sky. My feet warm and comfy in their leather covering, my face feeling the warmth of the soft sunlight through the window. Walking back and forth by the window I could feel my buttocks and genitals sliding effortlessly in the satin panties. Feeling this brought back the morning's view of her panty covered ass in the kitchen.
My mind showing me a slide show of her beauty, her smooth legs, rounded buttocks, and her breasts with their erect nipples. The dull ache in my crotch brought me back to the present as my cock strains in the metal cage. The morning coffee working its way through my body as I feel the urge. In the bathroom I close the stall door to lower my pants and take a seat to drain my full bladder. I shake the cage a pat the tip with a fold of toilet paper before pulling up my pants and adjusting my attire.
Thoughts of my business and tasks take a secondary path in my mind as I go through the day yearning for her touch. More phone calls, papers to sign, interviews and meeting make the day go by. The staff begins departing as the sun lowers in the sky, casting shadows across my office. Slipping on my jacket as I peer down at her picture on my desk, I smile and head for home.
The garage door closes as get out of the car, unbuttoning my jacket as I step through the doorway into the kitchen. I see her walking toward me with a smile, the bounce in her step making her hair brush across her shoulders. Wrapping my arms around her as we hug I moan softly feeling content, safe, and loved. My hands slide down her back to grip her buttocks firmly, pulling her tightly against me.
"Someone is frisky." she says with a smile. She takes my hand and walks with me to the bedroom. I slip off my jacket and remove my tie as I hear her in the bathroom. Lifting my head after removing my shoes I see her emerge through the doorway. My body stops, motionless I watch as her naked form move closer and closer. The twinkle of the light reflecting off her necklace and the key, in contrast to her tan smooth skin.
