Don't keep me waiting

“Hold on a second.” She spoke into the phone. Then she laid it on the table. She was gazing at me with those deep brown sexy eyes. It was one of those frisky catlike stares. You know, the kind that leaves wondering how much trouble you are about to get into. The only question is … how much are you going to enjoy it. She scooped the remaining traces of cum from her chin with her fingers. She nursed her gently, as she walked towards me.

“Are you serious right now?” she asked rubbing a good portion of my load all over her breasts. I couldn't help it, but I had already started to get excited again. She knew exactly what to do to me.

“You actually think you are leaving this house after getting me all hot and bothered?” She began to gingerly pull at her erect nipple, as she stared deep into my eyes. My mouth began to water. She took my hand and lead me into the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed staring at me. She pulled off her jeans and laid on her stomach across the bed.

“Honey, don't keep me waiting”

I need a favor

She had been tempting me all day in one way or another. The subtle glances, the slow moistening of the lips, the inviting smiles, or the way her hand grazed the outline of her breasts. This woman was driving me crazy and she knew it. I tried every way possible not to be aroused by her, but my attempts were fleeting at best. One of the most sexiest things on a woman is her walk. Trust me when I tell you, she had one of the most sexiest walks I had ever seen. I memorized every shake and shudder of her walk.

"Mr. Scott, is the Rawlins report completed?" a voice asked over my shoulder. I turned to see my supervisor Ms. Carol Downs. She loved to address every one by their last name. I suppose it was something official about it. At any any rate she definitely killed the mood I was in.

"No ma'am, I will have it finished by the end of the day." I replied

She gave a me stern look, as she examined my face. Then she turned her head in the direction of my temptress, then back to me.

"Focus, Mr. Scott ... focus." she replied and then walked away.

Little did she know I was focused, just not on the Rawlins report. I knew how important the report was; so I shifted my thoughts to where they were supposed to be.I dug in and finished the report a little after 5pm. I was sure that Ms. Downs was going to have my ass, but surprising she was pretty cool. It took her about 30 minutes to review the report and made suggestions for improvements for another 20 minutes. I took the report and went back to my desk and started making revisions. She came by and said the revisions could wait until the morning. On my way out, I caught a glance of my temptress in her office. She must have figured everyone was gone. I looked through the glass as she played with herself.

Her sweetness was dripping and her breasts were double d's. I was so caught in the action I didn't even notice when she motioned for me to come inside. She stopped what she was doing and came to the door.

"I need a favor." she stated. i stood there shocked because I had been caught. I mustered out,

"What?"

"Could you cum on my tits please?"

Excerpt from Night at the office (WIP)

She tugged me backwards and we fell back on the desk. I lifted her legs up and started removing her pants. She eagerly assisted. I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties under her pants. So there it was waiting for me. Her juicy pussy was waiting for me to lick it to the other side of pleasure. But it wasn't I wanted first. I wanted her small ample breasts. I pulled her close to me. Her hips rolled against mine. I lifted her shirt and licked her navel. I had planned to stretch things out, but she had something else in mind. She pulled her t-shirts leaving only a plaid bra. I massaged her breasts through the bra. She propped herself on her elbows and beckoned for me to kiss her.

This time our kiss was hunger on the verge of primal. We groped and pawed each other without restraint. I felt her hands in my trousers gripping my cock. I moaned loud. She began pulling and stroking me until I was on the side of the desk. She stroking to its full potential. I kept waiting for her to take into her mouth. I wanted, I needed for her to suck me. Her eyes were locked on my cock. I wondered if she was considering it. I stepped forward trying to give her an idea of what I desired. 

"Are you trying to tell me something?" she asked. 

I stood there while she stroked and squeezed my cock. 

"Tell me what you want, you are a big boy, use your words." 

"Suck me." I replied. 

"Suck what?" she asked. 

"Suck my cock, please." I replied. 

"Oh how sweet, baby wants me to suck his cock. Maybe I will, maybe I won't." 

"I said please..." I insisted. 

"What did we say about begging." she replied. 

I grabbed her head and pulled it towards my cock. She just glared at me. Taunting me, "Suck it !" I demanded. 

"Suck what?" she insisted 

"My dick dammit ... suck my dick." I exclaimed. 

"That's the big boy shit I'm talking about! Why didn't you say so?" 

Before I could a say a word, she began swallowing my cock. She sucked hungrily I could barely maintain myself. My hand moved to her pussy. It was drenched. I began finger fucking her while she sucked. The action of my fingers sent her sucking into overdrive. 

Blind Date Act III

Control had always been an issue with him especially when he seen something he wanted. She was temptress to say the least. He couldn't get pass how her skin seemed to glow. It was so smooth, so inviting he had to taste it, but he was always taught to be the perfect gentlemen. Then suddenly she pushed him against the wall. She tore open his shirt. Her tongue slid from navel to his chest. He shuddered as he removed his shirt and jacket. Then, he placed on the couch and begun to ravish her. So much for being a gentleman....