“Come here.”
She walked into his arms. A hug was exactly what she needed after her long day at the office. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. He held her close; she felt safe.
Something passed between them, and she felt herself melt into his warmth. She pressed her body into his, arching back to look at him. She could feel his hard length and knew she was not the only one who felt that strange something.
His steely gaze met hers. She moaned low in the back of her throat at what she read in his eyes.
His hands began to stroke her back. She arched her back as she felt him move to grab her ass. She whimpered and averted her eyes.
She gasped as he reached under her skirt. Heat raced through her body at his touch. She felt his fingers reach under her panties, softly stroking her sensitive skin. Her cunt throbbed at every touch. Sweet torture, she thought to herself.
With his free hand, he grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. She saw his eyes flash with lust as he dipped his fingers into her hot, wet pussy.
She hissed as began to stroke her cunt, slowly fingering her. Her hips began to move against his fingers as small gasps and groans fell from her lips.
“That’s it, little one, ride my fingers like a good slut.”
She shuddered at his words and began to move against his hand, her arms around his neck, bracing herself against his strength.
She felt the orgasm rising from her core, the familiar tightening in her pussy and
“BEEEEEEEEEP!” The fax machine spit out the confirmation that her transmittal went through. Time to get back to work.
Wow, talk about coitus interuptus, done in by a fax machine. A very nice little work day fantasy though 🙂
A very nice fantasy…and it caused a very real reaction…
I can imagine, as I read it I was being drawn in.
Wow. Thank you for saying that…it’s a compliment to know my writing can draw someone into it…
Excuse my unladylike exclamation but…..DAMN! 🙂
That’s what I thought, too! 🙂
fax machine? that must have happened long time ago, nowadays, no longer see fax machines in office, they’re being merged into the copiers which provide printing and faxing (2-in-1) ! how good, if you can put down the things you have written here into a video? nowadays, it’s the video age (the You Tube era) when if you want to catch world attention, you put everything in the video online!
My office must be old-fashioned…we still have a fax machine…
And I couldn’t imagine saying my fantasies out loud on camera…much safer for everyone if I stay with the written word…lol
I’m not sure I follow the logic, but in the UK legal firms still require you to fax things as a (temporary?) alternative to posting them. Scan it in and email? Nope. Fax. Through a telephone line. How deliciously last century!
There are some contractual things here in the US that still accept faxes over scans and emails. It is changing but slowly.
So old-fashioned! 🙂
Love how you think 😉
Ha! Me too…lol
You’re a wicked tease. I was actually getting wet and remembering….
Damn the remembering.
Bless the remembering.
night owl
Yes, the remembering…
Poo! Bummer on that interruption. I need to not read stuff like this first thing. I’m hot and bothered all day.
Now you know how I felt…lol
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Great Blog!
Thanks!