Too late, far too late. You had no way of turning back You had gone too far with the teasing in the warehouse.
As you showered, your mind slipped back to the afternoon. The afternoon when your teasing had been turned on you. The hot water cascaded over your naked body, your breasts ached, your nipples ached. The brutality of the afternoon, the enjoyment of it all. As you stood in the shower, your fingers brushed your sore nipples on their way down to your trimmed pussy. Your finger stroked your clitoris. That too ached as did your pussy and your ass.
Slipping two fingers into your pussy as you closed your eyes. The water streaming down your body, over your breasts, creating a tingle on your nipples. You sighed, two fingers plunged in deeper as you recalled the events.
The midday delivery was due. It was late. You glanced at the clock, already a quarter after 12. The coffee had long gone cold.
You couldn't understand why, but you felt excited. Maybe it was the touch of his fingers on your thigh as you sat in the office?
You certainly teased him, the flash of thigh as you crossed your legs. You knew it was a dangerous play, but none the less, you still continued to tease and yes, allow your legs to be touched. It certainly sent tingles down your spine.
Your fingers pumped in and out of your pussy as the hot water hit your body. Your nipples taking the force of the jets of water, hitting them, making them tingle. You felt the orgasm building inside you. Unable to hold back, you came with such a force you thought you would scream the house down. Muffling the scream as you came, the force unbounding. ' Oh my fuckkkkk' your moaned as you felt the cum trickle out of your pussy.
During the day, the air had an electrical charge, glances between the two of you told a story, a story that you needed him, he needed you. Slyly you undid a button to the top of the dress, allowing a little more cleavage to be on show. This task done, you went over to his desk, armed with the delivery note earlier. Leaning over the desk, you allowed the dress to part, allowed your breasts to be visible. You smiled as you saw his eyes fall there. Your eyes met. Smile met smile. His hand met your knee. You looked. You smiled. His hand crept higher, you didn't flinch, even when his fingers stroked the inner thigh nor when his fingers reached the edge of your panties. Feeling his fingers creep underneath your panties, you sighed as they came into contact with your already damp pussy. You sighed louder as they stroked your pussy lips and moaned as two slipped inside your now wet pussy.
Enjoying his fingers inside your pussy, you moaned as he thrust in deep. The telephone rang. He swore, you swore. The delivery was here.