Piano

I've always loved the sound of a piano – nimble fingers running over keys creating sounds to carry you away. Of course he had never mentioned that his wife plays, so I was pleasantly surprised when the sound of her playing in the next room reached me where I was tucked away in his office, hidden under the desk.

It was just before sunset and a few minutes before we were suppose to "meet" online when I slipped through the window, wearing the clichéd trench coat. I could hear the sounds of the household as I removed the coat and made my way to his desk and slipped in under, quietly moving his chair back into place behind me.

It was then, as I was playing the waiting game, that I heard the music floating through. I barely had chance to register what she was playing, when I heard the sound of the door open and close, footsteps nearing the desk. I pulled back further under the desk as he sat down, stretching out his legs (breathed a sigh of relief as there was enough space for me under there still).

I listened to the sounds of him switching on his pc, picturing him in my mind typing his password, logging in and then the silence as he waits for me to appear online. I started wondering how long I should wait before I make a move but he made it easy for me as I heard him whispering "She should have been online by now, where the hell is she?" Not being one to need anymore encouragement, I placed my hand on his crotch and said "I'm right here, don't move."

I heard his sharp intake of breath, felt his body going rigid at the sound of my voice, the touch of my hand.

"My wife is right next door!" he whispered through what I took to be clenched teeth.

"I know, she's quite a gifted piano player it seems, now sit back and let's have some fun, after all, we already have the perfect background music."

I pushed him back in the chair, then slowly crawled out from under the desk on all fours towards him, my eyes fixed on his, watching the expression on his face as he took in what I was wearing.

I had opted for a barely ass-covering tiny black skirt, a way too tight white button up shirt that was struggling to contain my breasts spilling out of a black corset and underwear, well there wasn't any as he was about to find out.

I got onto my haunches in front of him, moved my legs slowly outward. The look on his face was worth it as he realised that I had no underwear on. I leaned forward and slowly undid his zipper with my teeth – reached in with my hand, realizing then that apparently I was not the only one thinking ahead as my hand brought out his cock.

I leant forward and just lightly licked the tip. His sudden intake of breath spurred me on as I took the head into my mouth, running my tongue around and around – my hand now grasping his cock at the base, at the same time gently squeezing while moving up and down. I felt his hands in my hair pushing my head forward, making his cock disappear into my mouth. I loved the hard feel of it sliding into my mouth, the veins pulsing as the blood ran through them. Within seconds he was fucking my mouth, his hips moving back and forth in rhythm with my fingers that had been stroking my slit but which were now buried deep inside me, thrusting in and out in time with his thrusts. He's moaning started to get louder, almost drowning out the sound of his wife's piano. I knew I had to stop him before he got too loud, after all, if she burst into the room now, we'd never be able to finish what we had started. So, going onto my knees, I took my fingers out my swollen pussy and shoved my soaking wet fingers into his mouth. He's moaning immediately stopped as he started sucking on my fingers,swirling his tongue around and between them slurping up my juices.

He suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth, lifted me up and pushed me back onto his desk. His hands took hold of my shirt and ripped it open sending the buttons clattering onto the floor. He's tongue was in mouth and I could taste myself still from when I silenced him with my fingers. He's tongue then left my mouth and left me wanting more as his hands moved down my body pushing my legs apart. As he slipped two fingers inside my slippery pussy I lifted my legs and placed them on either side of the desk, completely splayed open I stared into his eyes as his fingers plunged in and out of me, my hips thrusting up and down making sure that he could reach the deepest parts of me. I parted my lips until my clit was completely exposed, my own fingers found it before he had the chance and with my middle and index finger on either side of it I offered it to his tongue. I pulled his fingers out from deep inside me and thrust them into my mouth, sucking hard at my own juices as his mouth clamped down my clit. My body was starting to ache with wanting his cock inside me, I substituted by pushing his fingers back inside me using his hand to fuck myself as he lapped at my throbbing clit.

I knew I was on the brink of cumming in his mouth when he suddenly stood up, shoved his cock down my throat with a few fast hard strokes (I was starting to think that he now had in mind to cum in my mouth) when he suddenly flipped me around, crushing my hard nipples into his desk. He forcefully shoved apart my legs from behind and plunged his cock into my pulsing pussy. I'm sure I must have emitted a very loud moan as he buried his cock in side me, because the piano next door suddenly went quiet. He stopped moving and stood dead still, cock still inside me, anxiously waiting for any kind of sound from next door.

I could not stand the feeling of his cock just resting inside me so, not caring about the deafening silence next door I started bucking my hips back and forth quietly and slowly fucking myself. I was lost in my own rhythm of riding his cock when the sounds from next door started to filter thru again. We were still safe it seems. My hand reached down to find my still throbbing clit as he started joining in my rhythm again. The thought crossed my mind then that we were a human metronome for his oblivious wife to keep time with.

I could feel the first hot waves starting to course through my body as he buried his cock inside me with harder and harder strokes, the sound of his breathing from behind just making me even hotter! His hands were now digging into my ass trying to push himself even deeper inside me than were possible. I could not take it any longer and knew that at any second the final wave would come crashing thru me. I bit down hard on my lip and felt from the intense throbbing of his cock inside me that he was at the same point. We were so lost in each other as the final thrust sent me over the edge, I heard myself and him both crying out thru clenched teeth, his juices finally mixing with mine as the clenching of my muscles squeezed the last drops from him into my pussy.

We never did hear the sound of his office door opening.