Where Ive Always Belonged

I'm a nobody. Not even a cog in the machinery of your great company. I make PowerPoints and Excel spreadsheets so that others can deliver their briefings.

You're a somebody. Every time I've seen you there has been an entourage. I wonder who gets to feed you grapes back in your office after a long day of making decisions and affixing your signature to papers.

That person should be me; I'd gladly volunteer to sink to my knees then be at your beck and call.

One day my roommate comes home with exciting news; you have hired an executive coaching service.

Of course, anonymity is key at times like these so, officially, nobody outside a small trusted group is even aware you just spent an entire week being tested and evaluated.

My roommate, however, works for that company and she now has access to the analytic papers that have been written up regarding "Mr. 2772."

I certainly wouldn't be in the know except for the fact that, against all odds, she had immediately recognized you.

Ok, during a game of truth or dare I had mentioned you were the guy I most wanted to fuck.

All of my girlfriends were clueless at that point...so then I had to fire up the computer and show them pictures of you from the internet.

Back in my room that night I played with my pussy as I envisioned exactly how you were going to seduce me and claim my virginity.

You make me so wet and when I finally do cum my entire body shudders and I drift off to dreamland.

I tell Emily not to get into any trouble but if there were a way that she could share those reports with me; I'd be forever in her debt.

Turns out, just work late on a Friday and the place is a ghost town so she has no problems whatsoever printing me off what I need.

We huddle together, giddy with excitement, as we begin to review the holistic commentary. Most of it is boring, but then we get to your sexual predilections.

Neither of us has ever heard of 'pet play' so we have to look that up. We both certainly know what voyeurism is though. Okay, but now what?

Emily comes to my aid again! There's going to be an invitation-only party but she can sneak my name on the list. You will be there, either in a special viewing room so you can spy on the young ladies or mingling as The Tomcat, deciding which literal pussy you will claim.

You are tall and definitely in shape; while I am petite and pliant. I wonder how long I'll be able to bear your thrustings until I collapse under your weight and am really at your mercy.

No matter what, as you mount up I am going to be balanced on my knees and my legs are going to strain so my feet can bend with the agony as you penetrate my entire being with your conquering manhood.

I'm nervous, maybe this isn't the best idea. Emily assures me this is the perfect opportunity and perhaps the only real shot I'll ever have. She walks me to the door, giggles then pats me on the head as she says, "go get him, tigress..."

They check my ID right inside then I'm led to a room where I'm told to completely undress and don my cat mask. I nod at the instructions. My handler reaches over and dims the lights for me before leaving.

Even though it's dim, I still have butterflies. Are you watching me right now? If so, from where? I've never actually been naked in front of a man before...still, Emily is confident that I can win you over with my innocent, nubile body.

I take a deep breath, then pull my shirt up and over so I'm now topless. My breasts are perky with succulent nipples. Next, I take advantage of inertia because if I've gone this far then what's to stop me. I pull down my mini-skirt to reveal I was never even wearing panties.

I turn in a circle so you can drink me all in. My tan lines--yes, I love to catch some rays on my balcony whenever I can-- come in handy now because the parts of me I want you to concentrate on are practically glowing in the dark.

I am startled to hear a 'meow' off to my side. Another cat has come into my room from a side door. I hurriedly put my mask on and crouch down. The other cat pauses, I can see she has the lithe body of a dancer as she strikes a feline pose, she's begging to be touched.

I'm not happy to have competition so I crawl over closer and meow at her. I hold my breath, maybe she will reply with a more ferocious growl to signal she is the alpha. But, no, her tone matches my own and now she is up and nuzzling against my neck.

She actually purrs...then I try. She begins to lick my face...long, languid strokes of her tongue. When she stops, I follow her lead and begin to trail my wet tongue along her jawbone then up to color in the rest of her cheek.

I wonder how you will make your decision now...perhaps you will choose both of us? Then she rises up and I mimic. It's dim but I notice something in her eyes then she grabs my head and begins to kiss me deeply. I'm taken off guard but find myself not wanting to resist.

On the contrary, I try to respond to her fiery kiss. She cups my face and her tongue begins to search for mine. I'm right here...over here. Then they come together and my body begins to light up as they dance the Tango.

It's a long song...one of her hands moves to caress my breast. I hesitantly reach out... then begin to squeeze her breast in kind. She lets out a moan so I begin to rub her nipple until it is erect.

What am I doing? I'm losing my mind is the answer. But you are watching and will surely pounce into our midst and break up our playfulness soon. Still...

She breaks our kiss and begins to feast on my breasts. Not sure how, but each sensation I feel is immediately telegraphed to my core and now I'm wet with desire...and I have goosebumps for the first time.

Somehow, she knows when to make her next move; I'm pushed back and now her head is between my legs and, in a catnip frenzy, she begins to lap at my juices. I consider rolling over and crawling away; too late, instead, I wrap my thighs around her head out of primal desperation.

Her tongue invades my outer lips to focus on my unexplored pinkness. I ball up the fists at my side and my back curves. She begins to play me like a musical instrument and now I'm gasping, moaning, exhaling hard, shrieking, groaning, breathlessly panting.

Never have I experienced such pleasures and now I'm being lifted aloft in a hot-air balloon but her tongue won't stop and I'm shaking my head violently from side to side and my toes now curl and I scream out one word, "FffUuuCccKkk!" as surely as Icarus did when he flew too close to the sun.

And now things are melting and I'm falling back down to earth to meet my inevitable fate. She catches me...I gaze down...in all the physicality her mask has been ripped from her face.

My eyes widen, she crawls up from between my legs hesitantly and with a hopeful expression. It's my Emily...my mind whirls in so many directions of why I didn't see this before and how I could've been so blind.

I smile at her...she climbs up further so we can clutch each other and bask in the glory of our newfound love. Everything feels right with my world...

Then there's a jolt--we need to escape this place because what if that guy now decides to make his move?

Emily purrs then calls me 'silly' because she made the whole thing up. This is her friend's apartment and not only isn't that guy here now but she is about to erase him from my mind altogether.

I tilt my head, like a cat, what is going on here? Then she does a judo move and I'm on top and I know instinctively what to do. I happily slide down as I leave wet kisses along her abdomen trail.

I reach my destination, all of my senses are soon overcome: the sight of her aching female sex, the fact she is begging, the enticing aroma of her natural perfume, the indescribable heady taste of her feminine elixir.

I drink like I was stranded in a desert for days before discovering this refreshing spring. She orgasms once then twice.

She reaches down to hold my hands...we pull each other into position so that our legs are soon scissor-locked together and our pussies can crash and mash together. We never break eye-contact...just let the tensions build until we both reach nirvana together.

I still toil away at your company, only now you are a nobody because my somebody will be waiting for me when I get back home.

In fact, soon as that 5 o'clock whistle sounds I will be outta here and racing so I can fling myself up into her arms. She will twirl me like she always does, so my feet never touch the ground...