Was she wearing knickers? I couldn't help but wonder as I watched my secretary, Carol, bend over to retrieve a file. It could be a g-string I thought. Yes, that was the most likely option.
For some reason my wife had been a bit on the jealous side when I told her about my new secretary. 18 years old and fresh out of school, long blonde hair and glowing blue eyes. Her figure was fantastic, slim waist, pert arse and a cleavage that was distinctly eye-catching to say the least! That wasn't why she got the job of course, but by anyone's standards she was gorgeous! Of course, I told Marie, my wife, that she was too short for me. That made her feel a bit better, well, it stopped her from going on about it so much anyway!
"There you go. You've got about an hour before the meeting to flick though it." Carol passed the file over to me and waltzed out of the room, slim hips swaying. What did height mean when you were horizontal anyway I wondered?!
The shrill bleep of the phone dragged me out of a pleasant daydream where Carol was lying naked on my desk.
"Hello?"
"Hi darling, its me!"
"Hi, Marie." Did she know what I was thinking or something?!
"Just thought you'd like to know... I'm at home." I could guess what was coming here. I got up and tried to lock the door without Carol hearing the key turn.
"Yes?"
"I decided not to go into work today."
"I guessed." I replied.
"I wanted to tease you instead.... I want you to picture me on the bed Craig...."
"What are you wearing?" I asked, wondering if I could loosen my trousers under the desk.
"That white lace set you like so much...."
I could barely utter a reply. She knows how much I love her in that! White lace stockings and suspenders with matching g-string and bra. Delicious. ...
"I'm lying on the bed Craig, I've got my legs spread for you... I'm stroking my fingers up my legs, the stockings feel sooo smooth and silky... I've reached the tops of my stockings.... stroking my thighs, mmmmm, that feels good, wish you were here to watch me baby!"
"God, I wish I was there too!" was all I could managed as I struggled with my zip with one hand. "Carry on!"
"One of my hands is stroking my breasts Craig; I'm squeezing my nipples through the lace... My other hand is stroking my pussy now baby, through my panties... God... that's good... wish it was you... pressing the material into me... so wet!"
I managed to get the zip down and pulled my cock out under the desk.
"Are you stroking your cock baby? Is it nice and hard?" She asked
"Oh yeah..." I gasped.
"Good, because I'm pulling my thong to one side... Oh god, I'm so wet. If you were here you'd slip into me so easily... I want your cock inside me baby... My fingers are rubbing my clit nice and slowly." She gasped with pleasure on the other end of the phone and my hand speeds up. Its times like this when video phones seem like such a good idea!
"Imagine me Craig, lying on the bed, legs open wide, wearing my white lace... Has that got you hard?"
"Yeah, very!"
