Suprise Meeting(Current Rating 76/100, based on 32 votes)
I see you are sitting at your desk on the phone with a customer and you glance over at your computer to see you have new email from me. You open it to find a request for a meeting to discuss a presentation that we need to collaborate on for a meeting that is coming up soon.
You respond back that you are on a conference call that should end in about an hour and I can stop by after that. Your call continues, and after a few minutes go by, you look up to see me appear in your doorway. You definitely seem surprised to see me because you just asked that I give you an hour - but I also notice that you seem pleased to see me.
You smile and your eyes move over my body, I see and feel them move from my face, down towards my breasts, down my stomach to my legs and all the way down to my feet and back up again, slowly and with purpose.
Your eyes take in every detail of my outfit...my tailored crisp white shirt unbuttoned just a couple of buttons to show off a string of pearls and the shirt is just sheer enough so that you can make out a hint of the lace on my bra. My dark grey fitted skirt that falls a couple of inches above my knee; conservative enough for work, but short and tight enough to get the reaction from you that I wanted.
My legs are bare, aside from my black stilettos heels. If anybody else in the office looked at me from head to toe like you did, my reaction would be annoyance. But when I feel your eyes on me, I feel anything but annoyed. I blush slightly under your appreciative gaze and I also stand so that my back is arched a bit and my breasts are pushed forward a bit; showing off for you.
When your eyes meet mine again, you mouth "You look nice today" and I smile back and mouth "Thank you". You motion for me to hold on a second with a wave of your hand. When you do, you see me step inside your office and close the door behind me. A look of surprise shows on your face as you hear the lock on the door click into place.
Your eyebrows go up when you realize that I'm not heading towards the chair in front of your desk, but I'm walking towards you. You continue with your call, but are clearly distracted, wondering what's going on. As I continue toward you, you unconsciously realize where I am headed and slide your chair back a bit, knowing that I am zeroing in on placing my body between you and your desk.
I slide along the edge of your desk and come to rest on the edge, right in front of you. One of my legs is positioned between your legs; my other is positioned on the other side of your leg. There is just enough room so that my legs are slightly parted and my skirt rides up a little bit; just enough for you to see a flash of my inner thighs.
You have to continue with your call, but your eyes are glued on me as my fingers start playing with the buttons on the front of my shirt. As I slowly unbutton the first button, I push my knees together a bit and gently squeeze your knee in between mine. The next button comes undone and you can see the clasp on the front of my bra. You want to reach forward and undo that clasp, but you let my fingers continue their work. I pull my shirt free from my skirt and finish undoing the last couple of buttons as each side of my shirt falls back slightly. You can now clearly see my stomach and my breasts, still confined by my lacy bra.
I slide my shirt off my shoulders and down my arms. I toss my shirt at you, but it misses and lands on the back of your chair. I lean forward to get it and my breasts brush against your arm as I retrieve my shirt and toss it on the chair behind me instead. I hear you stammer an answer to a question on the phone; your eyes quickly averted and looking towards your computer screen instead of at me.
I sit back on the edge of your desk and move my hands up my stomach to my breasts. I start to squeeze them gently, one breast in each hand. Pushing them together and running my fingers over my nipples. You see the movement and your eyes are back on me. You watch as my hands tease my breasts and you see my eyes close in pleasure when my fingers pinch my nipples through the fabric of my bra.
One hand stays on my breast as my other hand starts to move down my stomach and down my thighs. My fingers move under the hem of my skirt and slowly stroke the inside of my thigh as my other hand continues to stroke my breasts. I move one foot up and rest the edge of my shoe on your chair making my skirt ride up higher to give you a glimpse of my panties.
After a few minutes of my fingers teasing my thighs and breasts, I stand up and turn around. My hand sneaks around and I unzip my skirt. Once the zipper is down, I lean forward and slide the skirt down my hips so you can see that I am, indeed, wearing thong panties.
When the skirt fall to the floor I promptly sit in your lap, my back to your stomach. I can feel your erection through your pants and I wiggle myself against you a little as I lean back against your chest and the back of my head is resting against your shoulder. As I settle into your lap I smile knowing in my head just how difficult it is going to get for you to finish your conference call.
My hands move; fingers on one hand tracing up my arm before moving over my nipples. You can see my nipples poking at the fabric of my bra and I hear you breathe in quickly when my fingers stop and pinch one of my hard nipples. While watching me tease myself, you realize that my other hand has moved down my stomach and I am tracing my fingers along the edge of my panties, stroking the soft skin right above my panties.
I slide my fingers down the silky fabric, running them along the sticky wetness, but still on the outside of my panties. You notice that I breathe in quickly when my fingers brush the fabric lightly against my clit and you struggle to pay attention to what's being said on the phone.
I continue to play with my nipples and my pussy through my bra and panties, enjoying the obvious effect that it's having on you. I hear you stammer again when a question is directed your way. When I hear that, I turn my head and kiss you on the neck, just below your ear. I feel your erection twitch a bit at the unexpected sensation of my lips on your skin. Both of my hands are on my breasts and you have a close-up view of me squeezing them whenever you glance down.
My fingers reach towards the middle of my bra to the clasp and you watch as I undo the clasp and use my hands to push my bra aside while keeping my breasts covered with my hands. I lean forward a bit and then turn to smile at you, clearly enjoying this.
I slowly stand up and take a step away from you; I push my bra aside and slide it down my arms letting it fall into your lap. You drink in the view of my bare back and my thong that hardly covers a thing. You get a first glance at the gecko tattoo etched into my bottom right cheek. I feel your fingers touch my back and start to slide lightly down my spine toward the gecko. I turn part way around to look at you and shake my head no.
You grin at me and mouth the word "tease" at me making me wink and turn back to face you. My hands move to my sides and you get to finally see my breasts; nipples hard from the teasing I'd been giving them. I slide a finger into my mouth and move it in a circle around my nipple making it wet and harder from the sensation. I roll it lightly between my thumb and finger and you hear a small moan escape from my throat when I pinch a little harder.
At this moment you can't believe that I am sitting on the edge of your desk wearing nothing but my thong and stilettos, pinching and teasing my nipples while you are trying to remain in control on your conference call.
One of my hands slides down my body and into my panties and you can tell as soon as my finger gently brushes over my clit because I breathe in deeply and pinch my nipple hard with my other hand; pulling at my nipple while I rub my finger over my very sensitive clit. You sit back in your chair, watching me play with myself and feeling yourself get harder.
I move aside my panties with one hand and spread my legs apart giving you a clear view of my wetness. My other fingers slide down and into my wetness and you hear me take a little breathe as I push my finger inside.
I gently stroke my clit with my other thumb as I slide a second finger in. You can see my fingers are wet with my sweet juice as I finger myself with two, then three, fingers. My breathing picks up as my fingers slide in and out and as my hips grind against my fingers. You hear my soft moans start and you know that the people on the phone will start to hear me soon. You cover the mouthpiece of the phone to try to keep the sound away because you don't want to tell me to stop.
But, I do stop. I slide my fingers out of my pussy and lift them towards my mouth tasting myself, slowly rubbing the wetness over my lips before sucking my fingers clean. I can tell how much you like watching me do that and I slide one finger back inside of me to get it wet again only to raise my fingers towards you and lean in to rub my wet finger over your lips. I watch as you lick you lips and your eyes roll back at the taste and thoughts of what is happening, and about to happen.
You quickly suck my finger, swirling your tongue. You stop quickly to respond to something on the phone. You cover the mouthpiece of your phone again and whisper "This will only take a few more minutes, I promise." I smile at you as I kneel down between your knees. My hands are moving over your chest, feeling your nipples and giving them a gentle squeeze through your shirt. My hands move down your body to your belt. I lean forward and kiss you right above your belt buckle while my hand finds your erection and gives it a gentle squeeze through your pants.
I am happy to see how hard you are already before I even undo your pants. You watch my fingers undo your belt buckle and quickly undo your button and zipper. Now I slide my hand inside your pants, but not yet inside your boxers. And again, my hand explores your cock, so hot and hard through the fabric of your boxers.
Your hand caresses my cheek and then strokes my hair as I pull your cock out of your boxers and take it in my hand. Your head glistens with moisture and I lean forward and lightly lick the moisture off. I guide the head all around my lips and mouth. I see you cover the mouthpiece of your phone again and I slide the tip of your cock into my mouth, my lips closing around the head, lightly sucking and flicking the tip with my tongue. I hear you groan softly as my lips slide down your shaft, slowly sucking you into my hot mouth.
My movements are very slow and deliberate, for now. I slide my mouth up and down your cock, my head raising and lowering, my eyes looking up at you.
I take my mouth away to hold you with one hand while I slide my tongue down the underside of your cock. I stroke you very slowly as I lick all around and again take you into my mouth.
I feel your hips start to move because you want to shove your cock into my mouth, but can't because of that damn call. I slide my mouth up and down your shaft, sucking, licking until you are getting close to orgasm. I can tell that you are trying to control yourself because you stop moving your hips and you're not looking down at me as often
I grab you by the shirt and bring you out of your chair, standing you in front of me, and at the same time push your chair back a little father. I make quick work of removing your pants and boxers.
We're facing each other as I kiss your neck and I take your cock in my hand again I start to slowly stroke you again, loving how hard it is, trying to decide if I am going to make you cum while you're on the phone or if I will wait until you are off the phone; or maybe both.
You reach out and pinch my nipples even while you're on your call, answering questions, and trying to keep up with the conversation. I decide what I want pressing myself up against you and kissing you on the neck, unbuttoning your shirt so I can push it aside and kiss your collarbone, kiss your nipples.
Setting myself on the end of your desk I draw you close to me testing the head of your cock by rubbing it against my clit. Slowly and purposefully I continue to rub you over the wetness until I gasp and sticky cum covers your cock. My head rolls back and as the climax subsides I raise it to see you hanging up the phone.
Your eyes are now hard and clear. I can see you are about to take control and I willingly submit. Grabbing my legs you raise them up together, ankles crossed, and push your way inside me. Hard and deep you move in and out of me as I climax again and again. With my legs above your shoulders, your hands explore my breasts, squeezing my nipples. With swift movements you continue to pound harder and harder into me, hands grasping my breasts, pulling me to you.
As I feel you harden and lengthen, slamming into me frantically, I can feel the pulsating eruption begin. With my back arched, and my body splayed on your desk, you thrust on last time and we both collapse as my body tightens, my insides clench against your cock and we both fall into an explosive orgasm.
Author: RedHeadHottie |
