It was late, gone 7 and already disconsolate outside. Christina had had a trying day in the business office and was tired and ready to go domicile for a hanker, hot bathtub and a crank of vino. Packing her thing up into her bag she was startled to hear a door close in the other subdivision of the office. She had thought she was the only one left, everyone else had gone home plate at least an minute earlier. She had only stayed behind to end up a intro for the next day, she hadn't want to leave behind until it was everlasting. Fastening her coat she turned around to see Ed, one of the cat from Finance, throw his papers down on his desk and slump down in his chair. He didn't look happy.


She didn't know Ed well but had seen him around and found him incredibly attractive. He wasn't her usual type but there was something about the way he came across that was very sexy, almost like he didn't quite realise how good looking he was. She doubted he even knew her name, she was pretty new to the fellowship and kept herself to herself- she wanted to do well and was quite shy with the opposite sex. That's not to say she didn't like sex, she just had a very discerning way of carrying herself so no one would get it on what she really got up to in the bedchamber, or wherever else took her fancy.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would find out her if she left. Yet she felt uncomfortable speaking to him, especially if he was as pissed off as he appeared. Which he clearly was, he was slamming desk drawers and sighing loudly, ‘ roll in the hay !'she heard him exclaim. She looked over at him and studied him intently, He looked so hot as he sat with his head in both deal on the desk, a aspect of saturated frustration on his nerve. She must bear been daydreaming because his voice brought her back to reality with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly ardent smile."You're a million miles away….."
prick. She'd been caught gawping red handed.

"Umm yes, dreary, I was just looking who else was in the office, I heard someone…'she stuttered. God, she was such an idiot, digging herself deeper into a massive hole."He knows you were checking him out"she thought, cursing herself. As if he would ever be interested in her.

"Well, it's just me…"he shot her a shy grinning. She felt her tum somerset over."Sorry, I just had a really bad birdcall with some customer ”, he continued."Totally fucked it up- I'll be here until midnight if I can't variety this out. I was just letting off steam before I have to jump looking at this spreadsheet again ”.

"Oh, I thought it must be something like that. Can I help at all ?"the words came out of her mouth before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her assistance with anything. He would probably laugh in her face. She was just about to sweep it off and say"no, of course of action there isn't, I was just joking"when Ed cut in with"well, I could really do with a second pair of heart to try and see where I have gone wrongly with this, if you have prison term ?"The exhaustion she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a waver of fervour. She didn't know why, he only wanted her to wait at a spreadsheet, it was hardly like he was asking her out on a date but it had been a patch since she had had any male attention having split up with her boyfriend a mates of months previously. She'd preferred to continue focused in her new job for a while. It had been a good few month since she had hold out had any intimate physical contact with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was great but no replacement for the touch and odour of a very man.

"No problem, let me just necessitate off my pelage and I'll be right over"she replied, more confidently than she felt."Before we start can I get you a coffee or something ? It might help ? ``

"Coffee ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for night like this when I have to work late."Opening his bottom drawer he pulled out a bottleful of whisky and poured a generous meter into two plastic cup. Pulling another chair over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really estimable of you to offer to aid me like this, surely you must have something far more shake to do than spend your eventide with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in spite of his formula situation bravado, he was actually a petty bit shy and he seemed slightly nervous in her presence. She spotted him sneaking a look at her tit through her Edward White shirt, he saw that she had caught him looking and he started to flush slightly. Taking a swig of the whiskey she set down her cup and smiled back.

"Not really"she replied."I had no plans. come up on, let's see what we can get sorted here"



They both stared intently at the data on the sieve and Ed began to talk her through the issues he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whisky and felt herself begin to relax slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so close together, she wondered what it would be like to kiss him. It had been so long since she had been physical with a man and unless she was very mistaken, she felt that he was attracted to her too. Although Ed was talking, he kept trailing off and seemed distracted. Every now and again he would attend her in the eye and she ached to extend to out and stir his face, hair, everything. Christ, she was horny. She felt herself get down to get wet, the intimate stress between them suddenly seemed tangible. She was care that he could smell out how turned on she felt and yet at the same sentence she didn't aid. The warmth of the alcohol was making her feeling more confident, and the growing heart rate from her cunt was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her keister. She found herself staring at his men, wondering how it would feel to sustain his recollective index finger rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his hand would feel running down her body, over her tits, down to her hips. He cheeks coloured as he looked up. He was staring at her again."You're not listening are you ?"he questioned gently. God, this was becoming unbearable. Did he feel the Lapplander ? Glancing down, she saw the answer to her question. He was sat with his legs slightly apart and his hullabaloo was clearly seeable in the pattern of a raging hard on. She raised her optic and looked him in the eye
"No. I'm not. I'm sorry. I'm not listening at all. I'm thinking about something entirely unlike instead"

She had no idea where the confidence came from, but she reached down to feel him through his trousers. She felt his putz respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing excrescence under the framework. She could feel the head of his hammer and rubbed her thumb rhythmically over it, exerting just the right sum of money of pressure to construct him groan as he leaned backwards in the chair, spreading his peg in anticipation of what was to derive. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could feel the familiar twitch and growing wetness of her pussycat that signaled she was quick to cave in Ed everything he appeared to demand and more. She leaned in to kiss him- gently at commencement, just lips on sass, savouring the moment, and then within seconds she had her deal round the cover of his point, her fingers grasping his hairsbreadth and pulling him further into her mouth, their glossa urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her backtalk as she moved to straddle him in the chair. Her tight skirt rode up exposing the elevation of her stockings. nookie, all the days he had watched her walking around the office, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underwear that lay beneath the clinging dame and trouser. Now he knew. Sheer sinister stockings and the coup d'oeil of black satin panties, the tight, thin textile revealing the outline of her bulging sex underneath. She shifted slightly so that she was sitting directly on top of him, feeling him throbbing through his trousers. She could digest it no longer and reached down to unzip his fly. His dick sprang out and she sank down onto her genu on the flooring in front of him, make to ease up him a long, severe sucking.

She licked the head, already there was a bead of pre cum which had leaked out, the gustatory perception of it fired her up even more and she sank her hale mouth down and took him right to the book binding of her pharynx. She felt so soil and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her soft fuzz and began to fuck her hot, wet backtalk. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her manus into his pant to cup his bollocks and stroke the Qaeda of his tool. He fucked her mouth faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to taste every part of him, the flavor of him was driving her wild. She didn't want to stop but her own urgent need made her crave his hard length in her drenching pussy. She slowly pulled him out of her oral cavity, licked her lips, stood and turned so she was bent over the president."piece of ass me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found wantonness."Take off my underwear, taste my slit and then fuck me, intemperate ”.

He didn't need to be asked twice- he could n't believe that she was asking him, nearly begging in fact, to make out her. Standing up from the chair his trousers fell to his mortise joint. She turned further round of drinks and tugged his boxers down over his rosehip, his erection springing up, and shake intemperate and so ready. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underwear and pulled it to one side, with his early hand he felt down between her legs for the very first clock time. She gasped as he touched her soft wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his fingers to his mouth to inhale her scent and then put them in his mouth to taste her. Fuck, it was so in effect. He was despairing to go exploring down there properly with his tongue. He grabbed her haircloth, roughly pulling her towards him to snog her again, so she too could taste herself. She kissed him back with equally crazed passion, biting his lower lip before pulling away.
"No more ”. Christina said breathlessly."gustatory modality me later. I need you inside me now, it ca n't wait."Turning away from him again, she moved from the professorship and instead, bent forward over the mesa, her bird hitched up round her waist, her curvy ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin fabric of her underclothing down as far as the brace would take into account, his hands lingering at the suspender bang, the sight of which made him severe still, but she began to push back on him, opening her legs slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could ensure himself no longer.


parting her legs further, he felt down and guided himself to her entrance. She was so wet already, with one poking he was inside her. He groaned loudly with relief at finally feeling her cockeyed and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his unhurt length was inside her and began to tear difficult against him, moving her hips backwards and forwards with such fervour that he barely needed to strike himself. He had expected her to want to take it slowly, yet was perfectly unmistakable that that was not the typesetter's case."Harder"she ordered,"piece of tail me, I want you to draw me come hard around you ”. His yard quickened in response, thrusting in and out, his Lucille Ball slapping against her, covered in her seraphic juices.


He reached around to finger her boob as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been clock time to deal it off. He managed to undo the clutches with one hand and her gorgeous sonant daily round mammilla were free. Rubbing his ovolo across her rock hard left nipple for the first time she writhed and jolted against him in response to the touch. The blend sensation of touching her breast and feeling himself drive in and out of her was already bringing him close to cumming. He sensed by her respiration and the intensity of her groan that she was close too. He wanted to tease her, take back control from the pace she was dictating and so pulled himself almost completely out if her and paused."Oh God do n't stop"she begged,"please, fuck me hard I 'm cumming."As he rammed himself back inside her to the hilt he felt himself explode and his body was taken over by the most intense climax he had ever experienced. At the same prison term he felt her coming knockout around him, she cried out, he felt her consistency tense and then finally relax as her sexual climax washed over her. Sated, they clung to each early, his free weight pushing her down onto the desk, neither of them wanting him to withdraw.


"God that's was amazing ”. Ed pulled himself up and ran his fingers through his pilus."Jesus Christ, you have no idea of how many times I have fantasised about something like this happening with you but I never for once imagined it was reciprocated. And I never dreamed it would be that upright ”. Christina laughed. Wow, What a tingle. A guy she had been eyeing up for weeks had been thinking about fucking her too. And what a fuck it had been. The defeat of the day had evaporated, there was a tactile sensation of complicity between them, and the fact that he had clearly had such a good time was a massive confidence boost. It gave her an idea. She wasn't done yet, and by the looking at of Ed's cock, which was appearing to grow again as he stared at her bosom which were pouring out of her blouse since he had undone her bra, neither was he.



Grinning wickedly, she unclipped one of her stockings. ‘'Can you avail me with this ?"she asked him coquettishly,"I need to get them off. Can you wind them down for me ?"Quick as a flash Ed was on his knee, his script all over her branch, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thighs, over her sura and lingering at her articulatio talocruralis and fundament. There was so much of her he still wanted to explore, what they had done so far simply wasn't enough. He took the stockings off and brushed them over his nerve, they smelled of her, it was so aphrodisiac it made him rock hard again."Oh, do you like those ?"Christina asked innocently."I always wear them. Had you noticed ?"Of path he had. He had spent many a perturb consequence in merging trying to look at her pegleg under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her tight annulus. This had exceeded all expectations.


"Sit ”, she commanded."backrest in your professorship ”. He did as he was told and within mo she found she was deftly fastening his wrists to the limb of the chair with the stockings as a very limited sorting of restraint. He could have ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this woman, so sat back and waited to see what was going to befall next. He wasn't disappointed. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her chest, Christina straddled him again and this metre, rubbed her ample tit gently across his face. He groaned in defeat at not being able to pass out and relate them, but instead flicked out his tongue to try and figure out her heavily pink teat. Emboldened by being completely in control condition, Christina moved forward and placed her arms around Ed's head, pulling him towards her so he had innocent access to snog and prick her tits. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her nipples and arched her back, so she could experience his length pushing against her wetness once again. She literally ached to have it off him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took custody of him and positioned him so that she could just sink down and demand him fully inside her, which she did with a loud moan of pleasance. He felt amazing. He groaned out loud himself and yet again she began to set the rate, riding him slowly, taking all of his length and then pulling out nearly to the psyche before easing back down on him again. It was her favourite spatial relation, she had missed it so much. She could experience everything, control him and buss him hard at the Saami fourth dimension. Her clapper probed his back talk frantically, while her thigh gripped his and she moved on top of him faster and faster. Powerless to campaign her down onto him due to the restraints in his hired hand, Ed had to content himself with pushing up against her, but he was at her mercy and as she rode him harder he felt his orgasm build again. piece of ass, what was this womanhood doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his life before, she knew exactly which buttons to exhort. And press them she did, he could control himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her full moon of his hot cum for a second metre, his body held in an earth shattering orgasm that made him frail at the knees and momentarily fall back all grip on world. It was only as he heard Christina moaning and gasping that he knew she was also in the throes of another orgasm, her dresser and face flushed,"screw, ass Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his weapon tightly as she tried to steady herself as her trunk was totally catch up with with Wave of pleasance. He had never experienced a woman come so unvoiced like that before. Her body slowly began to unstrain as they gradually came back down to earth.

Smiling at each other, Christina reached down to untie the stockings from his radiocarpal joint."We don't want to rip these do we ?"she said with a wink. ‘ I'll need to be wearing them tomorrow ”.

Ed grinned. With that opinion in mind, tomorrow was going to be a very expert day indeed .