I sat at my desk not being able to concentrate on the files before me. My mind kept going back to electrician that had been fixing things at my house the night before. He was tall with blonde spiky hair, blue eyes that could pierce your soul. The muscles in his arms rippled as he worked, the way his tattoo's moved as he did. I sat their watching him, getting wetter by the seconds.
I looked around to see if anyone was looking in the direction of my office. I couldn't get up and close the blinds, that wouldn't look right. The more I thought about this man the hotter I became. I wanted to lean back, close my eyes and let my fingers roam. But I was at work and needed to get some work done. But at this rate, nothing had been accomplished all morning, except thinking about him. How after he was done, he came over to me asking if there was anything else at all I'd like him to do for me. He had a very sexy look on his face, so I knew what he meant.
I smiled up to him, not saying anything at first, just lifting my face to his. I had grabbed him by the shirt pulling him to me. I kissed him fully on the mouth, tongue and all. Instant heat poured out of us, desire was what we tasted. This was what I was thinking about, everything that took place.
I couldn't stand anymore. I reached down sliding my panties to one side, forcing my fingers inside the lips of my pussy. Closing my eyes I thought of the night before, how this man took me right on my living room floor. How he brought orgasm after orgasm out of me. How he touched my body, eating my pussy, sliding his big thick cock in and out of me.
I rubbed my fingers feverishly over my clit, dipping them down to touch my hole. My juices flowed, just as he had made them the night before. I wanted to spread my legs far apart so bad, but I couldn't, I couldn't get caught. I scooted to the edge of my chair leaning my knees outwards. Rubbing harder, using just the finger tips I rubbed my clit back and forth. Every so often re-wetting my fingers, hearing how juicy my pussy was, it made me ache to be fucked right now.
I wanted his dick so bad right now I could taste it, feel it. I wanted to hear his voice in my ear, whispering dirty nasty thoughts as he fucked me hard on the floor. Thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, hearing his balls slap up against me with each thrust. Feeling him fill me up inside, spreading me open with his cock. His hands roaming over my body, his lips and tongue tasting me.
I rubbed my clit harder, feeling the heat just building deep inside. You could hear my pussy it was so dam wet. My clit was swelling under my fingers, begging for attention. I stifled my moans that wanted to escape my lips so badly, to cry out in pleasure. A few small cries slipped out, those couldn't be helped. I could feel it coming, building and building. My pussy wanted to cum so badly, to feel the waves of orgasm take me.
I leaned back in my chair and let it happen. Rubbing my clit harder and harder, feeling my orgasm hit and explode. My body twisted and slowly shook. "Oh, yes," came from my mouth as it hit it's peak. I rubbed and rubbed on my swollen juicy pussy. I could feel my cum run out, running down onto my ass. I smiled to myself, that was good. Slowing the rubbing down, but not stopping. I closed my legs together, tightening my pussy. holding onto the end of it. Feeling the after shocks of a hard intense orgasm.
Afterwards I sat their for a few minutes still thinking about the hot electrician. I flipped through my personal phone book, finding his number, I dialed it. I reached his voice mail and left a message, "It's me from last night, meet me at my home, 8 p.m.. And, if you have hand cuffs, bring them" then I hung up.
At 8 PM that night, my door bell rang. I hesitated before getting up to answer it. Opening it, their he stood, looking sexier then what I remember. I smiled thinking back to this afternoon. He thought I was smiling at him and smiled even bigger. Moving aside he entered. Once the door was closed he looked me up and down like I was candy. I admit I did look good, black thigh highs, black garter belt and black bra and of course the black thong to go along with it. I stood six foot with long raven hair, it was down and curly. Yes, I'm sure I did look like candy.
I took him by the hand, leading him to my bedroom. I had the room set up with candles and music that I liked to fuck to and then their was me. He looked me deep in the eyes and said '"Sit," and I sat. "Scoot back on the bed," he told me. I sat back up against the pillows and posed for him. He smiled, he knew that I knew he wanted to see me sitting there like that with being dressed as I was. "Your beautiful," he told me. I smiled, even blushed. But blushing wasn't the look I was trying for here.
He climbed up the foot of the bed towards me, his eyes penetrating deep in me. They made me want him more then I already did, if that was possible. Seeing his tattooed arms as he came closer made me think such nasty thoughts. He stared me deep in the eyes coming closer and closer till his lips reached mine. His kiss was hard and hungry, forcing his tongue in my mouth. I wasn't ready for it but, when he kissed me many things stirred deep between my thighs. His hands went to my breasts, gripping them soft then tight. My chest rose and fell with his touch. Kissing him back just as hard and deep, returning the lust he felt.