I woke the next morning in a state of anxious anticipation for the day ahead. The previous afternoon had been surreal. I was supposed to be preparing for an important client meeting but it had been impossible to concentrate. Quite often she would pass by in the course of her work and say hi or give a friendly smile making it almost hard to believe that hours earlier my face had been buried between her legs and she'd been wailing in ecstasy. I really wanted to walk down the hallway to speak with her but every now and then I'd catch the scent of her pussy on my face or hand and my cock would throb in response. Walking anywhere while I was that aroused was out of the question. Instead I'd contented myself daydreaming about our time together and wondering what would happen next.
Today I was about to find out. She caught up with me while I was pouring coffee in the small kitchen area provided by the company for its staff.
"Hi Tim," she said breezily. "How are you today?"
I beamed at her. "Good so far. How are you?"
"Feeling great actually," she said. "I slept like a baby!"
"Me too," I lied. My night had seemed far too long and I'd spent almost all of it thinking about her while I stroked myself.
She was about to continue but was interrupted by someone looking for a plate and knife for their breakfast muffin. I had to step out of the way to allow them access to the cupboards and I found myself pressed against Nicki's side. She was warm and soft and smelled like she was fresh out of the shower but with a sexy undercurrent of orange blossom and wood. I inhaled her scent slowly, making it last. I didn't breath out until we were alone in the kitchen again and were able to resume our conversation.
"I enjoyed our lunchtime walk yesterday, I hope you did too" she said casually, aware that the corridor beyond the kitchen entrance was beginning to buzz with the sounds of people arriving for work.
"I did," I said. "I haven't, er, exercised like that in a while and it made me realise how much I need it."
She nodded, clearly pleased with my response. "Same here. You know, I'd really like to do it again. Maybe make it a regular thing. I felt so good after yesterday's!"
"I'd love to. I really did enjoy it."
She hesitated for a second then continued, "I felt that we didn't really have much time over lunch. How about we go for a longer one tonight?"
My heart raced. "Sure," I said neutrally as I took a sip of my coffee. "Shall we start at your place at 7?"
"Sounds good." She flashed that glowing smile that I loved so much.
At that point a woman entered the kitchen and wanted access to the fridge. I looked pointedly at my watch and said "I have some work I need to get done by lunchtime so I'd better run."
"OK, speak to you later," she said and busied herself with the coffee machine.
My heart was firing like a machine gun as I hurried my way back to to my desk. Along the way I bumped into my co-worker James.
"Hi Tim, are you feeling ok?" he said with a frown. "Your face is all red and you're sweating."
"Yeah yeah, I'm fine," I responded. "I was a bit late so I ran up the stairs. I'm so unfit."
"I know what you mean," he laughed. "I keep promising Sarah that I'll join a gym or something. She's always saying I need to get more exercise."
I laughed with him. "I'm not keen on gyms, but I do plan to exercise more, I really do."
The rest of the day dragged as I spent most of it clock-watching. Once again I struggled to concentrate on my assigned work and I only barely completed the preparation for the upcoming client meeting. Luckily the meeting itself required my full attention and the two hours passed quickly. Finally it was time to leave and I packed my things away as quickly as I could without drawing attention to myself. I passed Nicki's desk on the way out. It looked like she'd already left for the night. I scrambled down the stairs and dashed for the bus home.
I shaved carefully and as close as I could then took the longest shower I dared. I brushed my teeth twice and dragged a comb over my hair. No point in going overboard in that department since it was going to be impossible to hold any kind of hairstyle tonight. I pulled on a pair of grey toned sweatpants, an unbranded t-shirt and a hoody so If I did bump into anyone from work I could keep up the pretence that I was going for a long walk. I certainly didn't want anyone to assume that there was any kind of relationship between us, let alone I was about to spend the night worshipping her pussy.
I called an Uber to Nicki's flat which gave me a few minutes to calm myself. Yesterday's events were still vivid in my mind and the possibility of being invited to repeat them and more was thrilling. I used my time to control my breathing and play out some scenarios for giving this amazing woman the pleasure she deserved. I wasn't really sure how the night would unfold but I wanted to be ready to give her the best experience possible.
I got the Uber to stop at the end of her street and walked the remaining distance, checking no-one from work happened to be passing by before I pressed her door buzzer. She buzzed me in and I trotted lightly up the stairs to her door. She opened it just as I arrived. Like me she had chosen to wear casual sportswear but somehow she still looked stunning, the loose clothing somehow still seeming to let her curves stand out. She had applied makeup lightly to her face and tied her dark hair back and her glowing skin gave her a youthful, fresh look.
She led me inside to the living room where she'd closed the curtains and set the lighting low. Two wine glasses and a bottle of Chablis stood gathering condensation on the table beside the couch. She poured and handed me a glass before sitting on the couch. I remained standing for the moment.
"Right," she started. "I want to set some ground rules."
Her voice was firm without any trace of nervousness.
