Was there anything else I could do? There hasn't been a day I haven't thought about fucking the absolute hell out of her. There hasn't been a day I didn't wish for her to walk in on me getting off to her. There hasn't been a day I haven't gotten off to the thought of her anyway. So when she came on to me, what was I to do? I could ignore it like all the other times I've done or I could actually act on it. Hell, I've been feeling this wound up since a certain Christmas party mid-December. What did I have to lose anyway?
The plan to seduce her in a way she'd never forget was already forming in my head. The countless office scenarios running through my head I've pushed away for a long time were coming back to me with a vengeance. I couldn't though. I decided to go for a more practical place, home. It was just more convenient.
She was coming home late, but not too late. Perfect. Deciding to go for my best outfit; a little red dress which showed just enough cleavage to still be a tease for anyone who'd see me in it, my sexiest lacy underwear and the fishnets I never actually got the chance to wear.
She came home exactly 10 o'clock. Grabbing her hand before she could reach the lightswitch in the hall I quickly spun her around and pushed her face first against the wall. 'Comply.' I said to her. Maybe she was too shocked to disagree. Maybe she wanted me to do this for a long time, who knows. Guiding her to a chair I dragged to the livingroom earlier I motioned for her to sit down. She couldn't see a thing, I purposely left the lights off.
My eyes had gotten used to the darkness pretty quick. Straddling her I pressed my lips against hers. Soon her hands found their ways on my ass, gently stroking as my tongue explored her mouth. I loved how she tasted. Breaking our kiss for a moment I took the opportunity to pull her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. Deciding I might as well strip her now I was at it soon all of her clothes found the floor, except her underwear.
Walking away from her to flick the switch I'd finally let her see me. I didn't turn it on for her pleasure though, although the sight of her admiring my outfit possibly turned me on more. She just sat there, motionless, as I walked back to where she was. Swaying my hips in a seductive way I finally got to her. I could smell her arousal. Hell, I could see her arousal. She was quite a sight to behold, nipples hard as a rock and the beginnings of a soaking wet pussy were starting to show. I guess these few months have been hard on her as well. It was a great feeling knowing I could finally shut her up.
I had decided she'd had enough gawking at me for now. Reaching out for her nipples I rolled them between thumb and index finger and, sure enough, her eyes were soon closed in pleasure. Alternating between rolling, gentle pinching and licking I could tell she was getting impatient. I was holding back as well. There was nothing I wanted more to shove her pants to the side and use my tongue to explore every inch of that sweet pussy of hers, but I knew that this foreplay would be worth it.