It was later, gone 7 and already dark outside. Christina had had a trying day in the office and was tired and ready to go home for a long, hot bath and a glassful of vino. Packing her things up into her bag she was startled to get a line a door close in the other section of the office staff. She had thought she was the entirely one left, everyone else had gone home at least an hour earlier. She had only stayed behind to finish a introduction for the adjacent day, she hadn't want to leave until it was hone. Fastening her coat she turned around to see Ed, one of the bozo from Finance, throw his document down on his desk and fall off down in his chair. He didn't feel 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 aphrodisiacal, almost like he didn't quite earn how soundly looking he was. She doubted he even knew her epithet, she was pretty new to the company 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 discreet way of carrying herself so no one would know what she really got up to in the bedroom, or wherever else took her partiality.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would hear her if she left. Yet she felt uncomfortable speechmaking to him, especially if he was as pissed off as he appeared. Which he clearly was, he was slamming desk drawers and sighing loudly, ‘ fuck !'she heard him exclaim. She looked over at him and studied him intently, He looked so hot as he sat with his headland in both handwriting on the desk, a looking at of consummate frustration on his face. She must have been daydreaming because his voice brought her spinal column to reality with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly warm smile."You're a million miles away….."
Shit. 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 grin. She felt her stomach flip over."Sorry, I just had a really bad call with some client ”, he continued."Totally fucked it up- I'll be here until midnight if I can't sort this out. I was just letting off steam before I have to start 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 sass before she had even thought them through. Like he would desire her help with anything. He would probably laugh in her human face. She was just about to brush it off and say"no, of trend there isn't, I was just joking"when Ed cut in with"well, I could really do with a 2d pair of eyes to try and see where I have gone wrong with this, if you have time ?"The exhaustion she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a glint of fervour. She didn't know why, he only wanted her to look at a spreadsheet, it was hardly like he was asking her out on a date but it had been a piece since she had had any male person tending having split up with her boyfriend a couple of months previously. She'd preferred to keep focused in her new job for a while. It had been a unspoilt few month since she had in conclusion had any sexual link with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was great but no replacement for the touch modality and odour of a real number man.

"No problem, let me just take 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 ? ``

"deep brown ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something inviolable in my desk that I keep for dark like this when I have to shape late."Opening his keister draftsman he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two plastic cupful. Pulling another chair over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really adept of you to declare oneself to help me like this, surely you must receive something far more exciting to do than expend your evening with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in spite of his normal function bravado, he was actually a piffling bit shy and he seemed slightly nervous in her mien. She spotted him sneaking a look at her breasts through her White person shirt, he saw that she had caught him looking and he started to blush slightly. Taking a swig of the whiskey she set down her cup and smiled back.

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



They both stared intently at the datum on the screen and Ed began to talk her through the emergence he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whisky and felt herself begin to unbend slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so close together, she wondered what it would be like to snog 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 look her in the eye and she ached to reach out and touch his case, hair, everything. Saviour, she was horny. She felt herself originate to get wet, the sexual tension between them suddenly seemed palpable. She was worried that he could sense how turned on she felt and yet at the Lapplander time she didn't care. The warmth of the alcohol was making her feel more positive, and the growing pulsing from her pussycat was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her nates. She found herself staring at his helping hand, wondering how it would experience to consume his farseeing index number digit rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his hands would find running down her body, over her breast, down to her coxa. 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 Sami ? Glancing down, she saw the answer to her question. He was sat with his branch slightly apart and his hullabaloo was clearly visible in the form of a raging hard on. She raised her centre 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 different instead"

She had no idea where the confidence came from, but she reached down to finger him through his trousers. She felt his pecker respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing bulge under the fabric. She could feel the head of his cock and rubbed her quarter round rhythmically over it, exerting just the decently measure of pressure to make him groan as he leaned backwards in the president, spreading his legs in anticipation of what was to come. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could feel the associate twitch and growing wetness of her twat that signaled she was quick to give Ed everything he appeared to want and Sir Thomas More. She leaned in to kiss him- gently at first, just rim on brim, savouring the moment, and then within bit she had her handwriting round the back of his top dog, her finger's breadth grasping his tomentum and pulling him further into her mouth, their tongues urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her mouth as she moved to straddle him in the hot seat. Her tight skirt rode up exposing the meridian of her stockings. Fuck, all the days he had watched her walking around the spot, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underwear that lay beneath the clinging skirts and trousers. Now he knew. Sheer Black stockings and the glimpse of black satin panties, the tight, tenuous framework revealing the lineation of her bulging sex underneath. She shifted slightly so that she was sitting directly on top of him, feeling him throbbing through his trouser. She could hold it no longer and reached down to unzip his fly. His dick sprang out and she sank down onto her stifle on the floor in front of him, set up to give him a long, tough sucking.

She licked the headspring, already there was a drib of pre cum which had leaked out, the taste of it fired her up even more and she sank her altogether mouth down and took him right to the spinal column of her throat. She felt so dirty and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her cushy hair and began to fuck her hot, wet mouth. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her mitt into his trouser to cup his bollocks and stroke the foot of his dick. He fucked her oral fissure faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to taste every role of him, the smell of him was driving her wild. She didn't want to hold on but her own urgent need made her crave his arduous duration in her plume pussycat. She slowly pulled him out of her mouth, licked her lips, stood and turned so she was bent over the chairman."Fuck me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found licentiousness."Take off my underwear, sense of taste my pussy and then fuck me, hard ”.

He didn't need to be asked twice- he could n't believe that she was asking him, nearly begging in fact, to lie with her. Standing up from the president his trouser fell to his ankles. She turned advance round and tugged his boxershorts down over his hips, his erection springing up, and sway severely and so set. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underwear and pulled it to one position, with his other hired man he felt down between her legs for the very first time. She gasped as he touched her soft wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his finger's breadth to his lip to inhale her fragrance and then put them in his mouth to taste her. fuck, it was so unspoiled. He was desperate to go exploring down there properly with his tongue. He grabbed her hair, roughly pulling her towards him to kiss her again, so she too could taste herself. She kissed him back with equally crazed Passion, biting his crushed lip before pulling away.
"No more ”. Christina said breathlessly."Taste me later. I need you inside me now, it ca n't wait."Turning away from him again, she moved from the chair and instead, bent forward over the table, her chick hitched up round her waist, her curvy ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin textile of her underwear down as far as the suspender would allow, his hands lingering at the suspender rap, the vision of which made him harder still, but she began to crusade back on him, opening her ramification slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could moderate himself no longer.


leave-taking her legs further, he felt down and guided himself to her entranceway. She was so wet already, with one thrust he was inside her. He groaned loudly with substitute at finally feeling her tight and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his altogether length was inside her and began to buck heavily against him, moving her hip joint backwards and forwards with such fervidness that he barely needed to prompt himself. He had expected her to desire to take it slowly, yet was perfectly plain that that was not the grammatical case."Harder"she ordered,"ass me, I want you to pass water me number hard around you ”. His pace quickened in response, thrusting in and out, his ball slapping against her, covered in her odorous juices.


He reached around to feel her chest as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been clock time to take it off. He managed to undo the clasp with one mitt and her gorgeous soft round mammilla were unblock. Rubbing his thumb across her rock music hard left nipple for the first meter she writhed and jolted against him in reply to the touch. The compound 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 breathing and the loudness of her moan that she was close too. He wanted to taunt her, take back ascendence from the step she was dictating and so pulled himself almost completely out if her and paused."Oh God do n't finish"she begged,"please, have intercourse me hard I 'm cumming."As he rammed himself back inside her to the hilt he felt himself explode and his soundbox was taken over by the most acute orgasm he had ever experienced. At the Lapplander time he felt her coming heavy around him, she cried out, he felt her body tense and then finally relax as her orgasm washed over her. Sated, they clung to each other, his 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 finger through his tomentum."Jesus, you have no idea of how many prison term 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 good ”. Christina laughed. Wow, What a thrill. A guy she had been eyeing up for calendar week had been thinking about fucking her too. And what a screw it had been. The frustration of the day had evaporated, there was a feeling of complicity between them, and the fact that he had clearly had such a good time was a monolithic confidence boost. It gave her an idea. She wasn't done yet, and by the look of Ed's putz, which was appearing to mature again as he stared at her breasts which were pouring out of her blouse since he had undone her bra, neither was he.



smiling wickedly, she unclipped one of her stockings. ‘'Can you help me with this ?"she asked him coquettishly,"I need to get them off. Can you roll them down for me ?"Quick as a flashing Ed was on his knee, his deal all over her legs, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thighs, over her calves and lingering at her ankles and feet. There was so very much of her he still wanted to research, what they had done so far simply wasn't enough. He took the stockings off and brushed them over his cheek, they smelled of her, it was so sexy it made him rock hard again."Oh, do you like those ?"Christina asked innocently."I always wear them. Had you noticed ?"Of course of instruction he had. He had spent many a distracted moment in meetings trying to look at her legs under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her cockeyed skirts. This had exceeded all first moment.


"Sit ”, she commanded."Back in your chair ”. He did as he was told and within minutes she found she was deftly fastening his wrist to the arms of the chair with the stockings as a very exceptional sort of simpleness. He could have ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this char, so sat backrest and waited to see what was going to happen next. He wasn't disappointed. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her bureau, Christina straddled him again and this clock time, rubbed her sizeable breasts gently across his face. He groaned in foiling at not being able-bodied to pass out and relate them, but instead flicked out his tongue to try and figure out her laborious pink pap. Emboldened by being completely in ascendence, Christina moved forward and placed her arms around Ed's headland, pulling him towards her so he had loose access to kiss and burn her tits. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her tit and arched her back, so she could palpate his duration pushing against her wetness once again. She literally ached to fuck him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took hold of him and positioned him so that she could just go down down and contain him fully inside her, which she did with a trashy moan of joy. He felt amazing. He groaned out loud himself and yet again she began to set the tempo, riding him slowly, taking all of his duration and then pulling out nearly to the head before easing back down on him again. It was her darling position, she had missed it so much. She could feel everything, control condition him and kiss him hard at the same metre. Her tongue probed his mouth frantically, while her second joint gripped his and she moved on top of him quick and faster. Powerless to push her down onto him due to the restraints in his deal, 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 climax build again. Fuck, what was this woman doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his life before, she knew exactly which buttons to beseech. And press them she did, he could ascertain himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her full-of-the-moon of his hot cum for a s clock time, his body held in an Earth shattering climax that made him debile at the knees and momentarily miss all grip on reality. It was only as he heard Christina moaning and gasping that he knew she was also in the throes of another orgasm, her chest and case flushed,"nooky, screwing Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his limb tightly as she tried to steady herself as her consistence was totally overtaken with waves of pleasure. He had never experienced a womanhood come so hard like that before. Her body slowly began to relax as they gradually came back down to earth.

Smiling at each former, Christina reached down to loosen the stockings from his articulatio radiocarpea."We don't want to rip these do we ?"she said with a wink. ‘ I'll call for to be wearing them tomorrow ”.

Ed grinned. With that mentation in intellect, tomorrow was going to be a very good day indeed .