That was the worst nights sleep I have ever had. Sex was consuming my mind, even in my dreams. My balls felt full and they ached all night, and I felt I had a permanent nocturnal erection. I was awake comfortably before my alarm went off, and I felt exhausted. Though I do not regret the day Emma and I had, and my decision to not cum last night. While I am suffering now through broken sleep, I kinda feel proud of myself that I made it though the night without masturbating.
I lay there on my back, erection tenting the sheets waiting for my alarm. I consider 'assaulting' Emma, though after the dozens of orgasms she had yesterday, I honestly feel she would prefer to sleep. So I leave her be. Well, not entirely as my left had was lightly brushing her bare ass which was facing me. And seriously, what an ass.
I decide to get up though. I switch off my incoming alarm and head to the shower. My erection didn't let up which again probably got a bit more cleaning attention than was really needed. I decide to focus on my work ahead though as I am trying to snag a new client and eventually my erection calms down and I am able to dress and leave for work.
My day was going well, especially after completing the contract for our new client. Though something a little weird happened just before lunch. There are a couple of attractive girls in our small office, with a few plain Janes. One such plain girl is a young brunette called Libby. A 19 year old skinny girl with no chest, and someone I haven't really given any particular thought to, especially the sexual kind. Well this day I happen to catch sight of her bending over at the printer, trying to load in more paper. My gaze was transfixed on her trouser clad ass, and I couldn't get the thought of ploughing into her from behind out of my mind. And here I was in my office with yet another erection.
I needed a distraction, to perhaps focus on work when I got a message through on my phone. It was from Emma. It was a picture, and she is in a changing room somewhere in a matching dark purple bra and panties set. She is slightly bent at her knees and is blowing the camera a kiss. A line of text accompanied it which read "I hope your day isn't going to HARD xxx."
I remember Emma telling me she was having a girly day with Claire, and no doubt Emma and Claire are out shopping somewhere spending Emma's birthday money her dad gave her.
I stare at Emma's cleavage in the photo, wishing my hands were those bra cups. I realise I am all consumed. I cannot believe how much going a few days without release can mess your head up. As I am lost in my thoughts, another message comes through, again from Emma and it's another pic. This time though, it is not Emma in the pic. In fact it's Claire! She is in the same changing room, facing the camera. She looks like she is in mid-sentence with one leg stretched out as it looks like she is putting her black jeans back on. The only other clothes Claire is wearing is a black bra and black panties. There was a line of text that accompanied this pic which read "If you weren't already hard, I know you will be now xxx."
I should say, Claire is a stunner. A slim brunette with huge tits. Like double D's easily. Emma's are a nice handful, a large C-cup, Claire though, wow. Emma has always understood the effect Claire has on men, and has never shown any jealousy of her. Though Emma is attractive enough and she must know that. I enjoy how secure Emma is to send me a raunchy pic of her stunning best friend.
My boner is not letting up under this barrage of visual stimuli and just as I try and shake it off, Steph knocks on my office door and walks in. Steph is a red-head firecracker. Slim waist, nice ass and great tits. Not Claire's size, but still a nice juicy size. Steph has some invoices for me to sign off on, and she is at the side of my desk bending over showing me each invoice with her generous cleavage spilling out of her blouse. I have to shuffle the chair further under my desk to hide my Iron bar of an erection.
Eventually I get Steph out of my office and I reply to Emma on my phone "What are you doing to me baby? I was hard all night in bed, and now I am spending half my work day hard as well. I want you to have a nice night tonight I really do, but I cannot wait until we are at home and I have my head between your legs. I am desperate to hear you scream in orgasm! I love you very much my sexy baby xxx."
I get a fairly quick reply "I am just having a coffee with Claire, but reading your message has gotten me wet. When I get home I am going to have a nice long bath, and in that bath I am going to use my fingers to bring me to several orgasms while I think about the desperate need you must be in. And what I love about your message is that you can't wait to orally pleasure me. Nothing about your own release. Perhaps you really don't need to cum at all ;) ha ha. I love you very much too my loving and attentive man xxx."
I do eventually manage to focus on work and my erection finally subsides. That is until around 5pm. My mobile rings and I see Emma is calling. I accept the call, but before I can say a word I hear the unmistakable sounds of Emma in sexual ecstasy. As I hear her moaning in pleasure my mind quickly places Emma in the bath pleasuring herself as she said she would. Emma starts to get loud, her moans are turning in to cries of pleasure and I have to turn my phone down, just in case. Eventually I hear that well known scream of pleasure she makes when she cums and she ends the call as her scream subsides.
I hadn't said a word to her, all I heard was Emma having an orgasm. And yes, I am again nursing a hard as steel erection.
I get through the next 3 hours without incident, though work did get quite towards the end of the day and my mind was fixated on, well truthfully fixated on Emma's pussy. The state I was in, her pussy was all consuming for my mind. Though I was comforted in the fact that after some birthday drinks in the pub, I'll get to blow my load and clear my head. I am determined that my full stored load will be blown in Emma's pussy this night.
I get to our local pub where Emma is having her birthday celebration, and I have to decide to walk in the bar or lounge side of the pub. I have always been someone that starts in the lounge and finishes bar side. So I walk in the lounge hoping that Emma is that side. And as I walk in I find the place is packed. I spot Emma at the back of the room with Claire beside her and they appear to be in conversation with Rob and Theresa, a couple of friends of ours. Emma does spot me walk in though, and she smiles at me with a sparkle in her eye. I smile back and take step to make my way towards her when I am stopped by Trevor. He wants to discuss our local sports teams fortunes. I try to make an excuse about not having a drink, when George who was sat at the bar passes me a pint with a "here you go Scott." With my excuse gone, and not being a rude guy I discuss sports with Trevor for about ten minutes.
I eventually explain I haven't wished Emma a happy birthday yet and he lets me go for me to be stopped by George who wants to discuss a latest development in politics. And as I am politically engaged, and also as he bought me a pint I felt obliged to talk to him. As we chat I finish my pint and I buy George and myself another beer. I also get Emma a drink and explain to George I need to go see her.
I make it about half-way across the room to be stopped by Kev and Grace. A couple I have known for years. As conversation strikes up with them I look over at Emma who is chuckling at my predicament. After another ten minutes of speaking with Kev and Grace I make a bee line for Emma. And John steps in my path. John is the darts captain and wants to discuss the upcoming season and friendlies he has lined up. I am polite and chat to him. I finish my second pint and order another, still holding Emma's full G&T.
I eventually make to Emma and walk through the little crowd she is in and place our drinks on the table and take her in my arms. I say "Happy birthday baby" and deeply kiss her. I want her body, I need her body. Those lushes breasts I desperately want to grope, but I refrain. I say hello to Rob and Theresa, and give Claire a hug hello. Then I take Emma by the hand and say "Guys, I need five minutes of Emma to myself." And I lead her in to the beer garden.
As we walk outside, in the enclosed smoking area are Pam and Steve. Pam waves at me and beckons me over "Hi Scott, come over and take a seat."
I wave back and shout "Maybe in a bit, I need five minutes to say happy birthday to my fiancee first." And I lead Emma towards the darkened back wall for a little privacy.
Steve is the one who replies and says "Oh yeah, well I hope you take longer than five minutes!"
Emma shouts back "Steve! We will not be doing any of that in public!"