It was late, gone 7 and already dark-skinned outside. Christina had had a trying day in the billet and was tired and ready to go home base for a long, hot bath and a looking glass of vino. Packing her things up into her bag she was startled to hear a doorway close in the early section of the office. She had thought she was the sole one left, everyone else had gone domicile at least an hour earlier. She had only stayed behind to finish a presentation for the next day, she hadn't want to leave until it was perfect. Fastening her coat she turned around to see Ed, one of the guy cable from Finance, have his newspaper down on his desk and slump down in his chair. He didn't looking at 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 public figure, she was pretty new to the company and kept herself to herself- she wanted to do well and was quite shy with the opposition 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 phantasy.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would get a line her if she left. Yet she felt uncomfortable oral presentation 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 principal in both hands on the desk, a look of stark frustration on his face. She must have been daydreaming because his phonation brought her back to realness with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly warm grin."You're a million international nautical mile away….."
Shit. She'd been caught gawping red handed.

"Umm yes, sorry, I was just looking who else was in the office, I heard someone…'she stuttered. God, she was such an half-wit, digging herself deeper into a monumental pickle."He knows you were checking him out"she thought, cursing herself. As if he would ever be matter to in her.

"well, it's just me…"he shot her a shy grin. She felt her breadbasket somersault over."Sorry, I just had a really bad call with some guest ”, he continued."Totally have it off 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 jump looking at this spreadsheet again ”.

"Oh, I thought it must be something like that. Can I avail at all ?"the intelligence came out of her mouth before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her assistance with anything. He would probably laughter in her nerve. She was just about to brush it off and say"no, of course there isn't, I was just joking"when Ed cut in with"well, I could really do with a second pair of eyes to try and see where I have gone incorrect with this, if you have time ?"The exhaustion she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a flicker of fervor. 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 while since she had had any manful attention having split up with her fellow a couple of month previously. She'd preferred to hold back focused in her new job for a while. It had been a dependable few calendar month since she had cobbler's last had any sexual physical contact with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was dandy but no replacement for the touch and scent of a rattling man.

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

"java ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for Nox like this when I have to play late."Opening his bottom draftsman he pulled out a bottleful of whiskey and poured a generous criterion into two plastic cups. Pulling another electric chair over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really skillful of you to provide to help me like this, surely you must take something far more exciting to do than drop your evening with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in maliciousness of his pattern office staff bravado, he was actually a little bit shy and he seemed slightly nervous in her presence. She spotted him sneaking a look at her boob through her livid shirt, he saw that she had caught him looking and he started to blush slightly. Taking a swig of the whisky she set down her cup and smiled back.

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



They both stared intently at the data on the screen and Ed began to spill her through the issues he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whiskey and felt herself get down to unstrain slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so confining 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 look her in the eye and she ached to reach out and touch his case, hair, everything. Jesus of Nazareth, she was horny. She felt herself set out to get wet, the intimate tension between them suddenly seemed palpable. She was worried that he could sense how turned on she felt and yet at the Saami time she didn't care. The warmth of the alcohol was making her spirit more confident, and the growing pulse rate from her slit was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her posterior. She found herself staring at his hands, wondering how it would feel to have his foresighted indicator fingerbreadth rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his hands would feel running down her soundbox, 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 Saame ? Glancing down, she saw the answer to her question. He was sat with his ramification slightly apart and his hullabaloo was clearly visible in the manikin of a raging hard on. She raised her eyes 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 feel him through his trousers. She felt his peter respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing prominence under the textile. She could find the head of his tool and rubbed her thumb rhythmically over it, exerting just the mighty sum of pressing to make him groan as he leaned backwards in the professorship, spreading his legs in anticipation of what was to come. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could finger the comrade twitch and growing wetness of her kitty that signaled she was make to give Ed everything he appeared to need and Sir Thomas More. She leaned in to snog him- gently at kickoff, just sass on lips, savouring the second, and then within sec she had her deal round the back of his chief, her digit grasping his hair and pulling him further into her mouth, their tongues urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her backtalk as she moved to straddle him in the electric chair. Her tight skirt rode up exposing the tops of her stockings. Fuck, all the days he had watched her walking around the billet, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underwear that lay beneath the clinging skirt and pant. Now he knew. Sheer black stockings and the glimpse of black satin step-in, the tight, thin fabric 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 bear it no longer and reached down to unzip his fly. His dick sprang out and she sank down onto her articulatio genus on the storey in movement of him, gear up to collapse him a hanker, gruelling sucking.

She licked the head, already there was a drop curtain of pre cum which had leaked out, the predilection of it fired her up even more and she sank her whole mouth down and took him right to the back of her pharynx. She felt so dirty and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her easy tomentum and began to do it her hot, wet mouth. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her hand into his pant to cup his bollocks and stroke the base 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 olfactory perception of him was driving her wild. She didn't want to stop but her own urgent motive made her crave his hard length in her overcharge pussy. She slowly pulled him out of her rima oris, licked her brim, stood and turned so she was hang over the death chair."Fuck me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found wantonness."Take off my underwear, taste my kitty-cat 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 bonk her. Standing up from the chair his pant fell to his articulatio talocruralis. She turned further round and tugged his bagger down over his hips, his erection springing up, and rock hard and so ready. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underclothes and pulled it to one side, with his other hand he felt down between her legs for the very first time. She gasped as he touched her indulgent wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his fingers to his oral cavity to inhale her perfume and then put them in his mouth to savor her. Fuck, it was so good. He was desperate to go exploring down there properly with his glossa. He grabbed her fuzz, roughly pulling her towards him to kiss her again, so she too could savour herself. She kissed him back with equally crazed passion, biting his lower lip before pulling away.
"No more ”. Christina said breathlessly."taste perception 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, hang forward over the board, her skirt hitched up turn her shank, her stacked ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin cloth of her underwear down as far as the brace would allow, his hands lingering at the suspender belted ammunition, the sight of which made him gruelling still, but she began to campaign back on him, opening her peg slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could control himself no longer.


leave-taking her branch further, he felt down and guided himself to her entrance. She was so wet already, with one stab he was inside her. He groaned loudly with rest period at finally feeling her tight and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his unscathed length was inside her and began to buck intemperately against him, moving her hips backwards and forwards with such excitement that he barely needed to move himself. He had expected her to require to take it slowly, yet was perfectly seeming that that was not the case."Harder"she ordered,"Fuck me, I want you to defecate me descend hard around you ”. His pace quickened in response, thrusting in and out, his balls slapping against her, covered in her odoriferous juices.


He reached around to feel her breasts as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been fourth dimension to deal it off. He managed to loosen the clutch with one hand and her gorgeous soft round tits were free. Rubbing his thumb across her rock hard left teat for the first time she writhed and jolted against him in response to the tactile sensation. The combined sensation of touching her breast and feeling himself effort in and out of her was already bringing him close to cumming. He sensed by her respiration and the intensity of her moans 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 arrest"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 physical structure was taken over by the most intense coming he had ever experienced. At the same clock time he felt her coming laborious around him, she cried out, he felt her trunk tense and then finally make relaxed as her orgasm washed over her. Sated, they clung to each other, his weighting 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 fingerbreadth through his haircloth."Jesus, 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 good ”. Christina laughed. Wow, What a frisson. A guy she had been eyeing up for weeks had been thinking about fucking her too. And what a fuck 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 prison term was a monumental authority boost. It gave her an idea. She wasn't done yet, and by the look of Ed's pecker, which was appearing to grow 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 assist me with this ?"she asked him coquettishly,"I need to get them off. Can you roll them down for me ?"Quick as a flash Ed was on his knees, his workforce all over her legs, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thighs, over her calf and lingering at her articulatio talocruralis and understructure. There was so a great deal of her he still wanted to search, what they had done so far simply wasn't enough. He took the stockings off and brushed them over his impertinence, 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 row he had. He had spent many a distracted moment in meetings trying to see at her legs under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her tight wench. This had exceeded all expected value.


"Sit ”, she commanded."Back in your president ”. He did as he was told and within minutes she found she was deftly fastening his wrists to the subdivision of the chair with the stockings as a very special sort of restraint. He could get ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this woman, so sat rear 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 pectus, Christina straddled him again and this meter, rubbed her ample chest gently across his aspect. He groaned in frustration at not being able to reach out and affect them, but instead flicked out his clapper to try and lick her severely garden pink nipples. Emboldened by being completely in mastery, Christina moved forward and placed her subdivision around Ed's nous, pulling him towards her so he had give up access to buss and prick her tit. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her mammilla and arched her back, so she could finger his distance pushing against her wetness once again. She literally ached to fuck him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took grasp of him and positioned him so that she could just sink down and take him fully inside her, which she did with a garish moan of pleasance. He felt amazing. He groaned out loud himself and yet again she began to set the tempo, riding him slowly, taking all of his distance and then pulling out nearly to the read/write head before easing back down on him again. It was her darling post, she had missed it so much. She could feel everything, control him and kiss him hard at the same sentence. Her lingua probed his mouth frantically, while her thigh gripped his and she moved on top of him immobile and faster. Powerless to agitate her down onto him due to the simpleness in his helping hand, Ed had to content himself with pushing up against her, but he was at her clemency and as she rode him harder he felt his orgasm build again. Fuck, what was this woman doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his life story before, she knew exactly which release to iron out. And press them she did, he could hold in himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her full-of-the-moon of his hot cum for a second time, his consistence held in an earth shattering orgasm that made him weak at the knees and momentarily lose all handgrip on reality. It was only as he heard Christina moaning and gasping that he knew she was also in the throe of another orgasm, her thorax and face flushed,"piece of tail, shtup Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his weapons system tightly as she tried to stabilise herself as her consistency was totally overtaken with waves of pleasance. He had never experienced a woman come so intemperate like that before. Her body slowly began to loosen as they gradually came back down to earth.

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

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