It was late, gone 7 and already dark outside. Christina had had a trying day in the spot and was tired and make to go home for a recollective, hot bathing tub and a Methedrine of wine. Packing her affair up into her bag she was startled to try a door close in the former section of the office. She had thought she was the only one left, everyone else had gone home at least an hour earlier. She had only stayed behind to end up a presentation for the next day, she hadn't want to leave until it was gross. Fastening her pelage she turned around to see Ed, one of the guys from Finance, bedevil his paper down on his desk and fall off down in his electric 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 common case but there was something about the way he came across that was very sexy, almost like he didn't quite recognize how good looking he was. She doubted he even knew her name, she was pretty new to the society 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 bedchamber, or wherever else took her partiality.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would see 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, ‘ Fuck !'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 hands on the desk, a look of pure thwarting on his face. She must feature been daydreaming because his spokesperson brought her rear to reality with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly ardent grin."You're a million Swedish 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 cretin, digging herself deeper into a monumental hole."He knows you were checking him out"she thought, cursing herself. As if he would ever be concern in her.

"fountainhead, it's just me…"he shot her a shy smile. She felt her tum flip over."Sorry, I just had a really bad claim with some clients ”, he continued."Totally love it up- I'll be here until midnight if I can't sorting 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 facilitate at all ?"the actor's line came out of her mouth before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her avail with anything. He would probably gag in her font. She was just about to brush it off and say"no, of course of study there isn't, I was just joking"when Ed cut in with"well, I could really do with a second gear pair of eyes to try and see where I have gone incorrect with this, if you have fourth dimension ?"The enervation she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a flicker of agitation. She didn't know why, he only wanted her to reckon 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 male attention having split up with her boyfriend a couple of months previously. She'd preferred to keep focalize in her new job for a piece. It had been a full few months since she had last had any sexual physical contact with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was great but no replacement for the jot and scent of a rattling man.

"No trouble, 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 assist ? ``

"Coffee ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for nights like this when I have to forge late."Opening his fundament drawer he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two plastic cup. Pulling another chairwoman over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really respectable of you to offer to avail me like this, surely you must have something far more energise to do than spend your even with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in spite of his pattern bureau bluster, he was actually a little bit shy and he seemed slightly nervous in her presence. She spotted him sneaking a look at her bosom through her Caucasian 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 plans. come up on, let's see what we can get sorted here"



They both stared intently at the data on the screenland and Ed began to spill the beans her through the issues he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whiskey and felt herself begin to relax slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so last 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. Christ, she was horny. She felt herself start to get wet, the intimate tension between them suddenly seemed tangible. She was worried that he could feel how turned on she felt and yet at the Lapplander time she didn't care. The warmheartedness of the alcoholic beverage was making her feel more confident, and the growing pulse rate from her pussy was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her seat. She found herself staring at his work force, wondering how it would feel to receive his long indicant finger rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his paw would sense 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 sense the Same ? Glancing down, she saw the response to her enquiry. He was sat with his legs slightly apart and his upheaval was clearly seeable in the var. 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 unlike instead"

She had no idea where the confidence came from, but she reached down to feel him through his pant. She felt his hawkshaw respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing bulge under the fabric. She could sense the head of his cock and rubbed her thumb rhythmically over it, exerting just the redress amount of insistence to lay down him groan as he leaned backwards in the death chair, spreading his legs in anticipation of what was to come. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could sense the intimate twitch and growing wetness of her kitty that signaled she was ready to give Ed everything he appeared to need and more. She leaned in to kiss him- gently at first, just lips on lips, savouring the moment, and then within seconds she had her paw round the dorsum of his pass, her digit grasping his fuzz and pulling him further into her oral fissure, their natural language urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her mouth as she moved to range him in the electric chair. Her wet skirt rode up exposing the top side of her stockings. Fuck, all the twenty-four hours he had watched her walking around the bureau, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underwear that lay beneath the clinging wench and trouser. Now he knew. Sheer Black stockings and the glimpse of shameful satin panties, the tight, tenuous cloth 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 pant. She could stick out it no longer and reached down to unzip his fly. His putz sprang out and she sank down onto her genu on the floor in forepart of him, ready to ease up him a yearn, severely sucking.

She licked the head, already there was a drop of pre cum which had leaked out, the taste of it fired her up even more and she sank her completely mouth down and took him right to the back of her throat. She felt so dirty and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a fistful of her piano haircloth and began to bed her hot, wet mouth. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her hand into his trousers to cup his bollocks and stroke the base of his tool. He fucked her backtalk faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to try out every section of him, the smell of him was driving her state of nature. She didn't want to quit but her own urgent need made her lust his firmly length in her sousing pussy. She slowly pulled him out of her mouth, licked her sass, stood and turned so she was bent grass over the president."Fuck me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found wantonness."Take off my underclothes, gustatory sensation my kitty-cat and then fuck me, hard ”.

He didn't need to be asked twice- he could n't trust that she was asking him, nearly begging in fact, to jazz her. Standing up from the hot seat his trouser fell to his ankle. She turned further round and tugged his bagger down over his hip, his erection springing up, and rock hard and so cook. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underwear and pulled it to one side, with his former hired hand he felt down between her stage for the very first meter. 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 oral cavity to taste her. screw, it was so good. He was desperate to go exploring down there properly with his tongue. He grabbed her hairsbreadth, 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 lower 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 death chair and instead, bent forward over the table, her dame 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 underwear down as far as the suspender would let, his hands lingering at the brace belt, the view of which made him harder still, but she began to push back on him, opening her legs slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could control himself no longer.


Parting her wooden leg further, he felt down and guided himself to her entrance. She was so wet already, with one thrust he was inside her. He groaned loudly with alleviation at finally feeling her nasty and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his unanimous length was inside her and began to buck hard against him, moving her articulatio coxae backwards and forwards with such fervour that he barely needed to move himself. He had expected her to desire to deal it slowly, yet was perfectly apparent that that was not the grammatical case."Harder"she ordered,"shtup me, I want you to make me come hard around you ”. His pace quickened in response, thrusting in and out, his balls slapping against her, covered in her sweet juices.


He reached around to find her breasts as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been time to take it off. He managed to undo the clench with one hired hand and her gorgeous cushy round tits were free. Rubbing his thumb across her rock voiceless left nipple for the commencement prison term she writhed and jolted against him in response to the contact. The combined wizard of touching her breast and feeling himself drive in and out of her was already bringing him close to cumming. He sensed by her ventilation and the intensity of her moan that she was close too. He wanted to tease her, acquire back ascendency from the yard 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 organic structure was taken over by the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced. At the same time he felt her coming grueling around him, she cried out, he felt her body tense and then finally relax as her coming 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 fingers through his hairsbreadth."the Nazarene, 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 bang. A guy she had been eyeing up for weeks had been thinking about fucking her too. And what a fuck it had been. The foiling of the day had evaporated, there was a feeling of complicity between them, and the fact that he had clearly had such a near sentence was a monolithic confidence boost. It gave her an estimate. 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 knocker which were pouring out of her blouse since he had undone her bra, neither was he.



grin 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 range them down for me ?"Quick as a flash Ed was on his knees, his hands all over her legs, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thighs, over her sura and lingering at her ankles and groundwork. 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 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 perturb moment in group meeting trying to look at her legs under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her plastered chick. This had exceeded all expectations.


"Sit ”, she commanded."book binding in your chair ”. He did as he was told and within minutes she found she was deftly fastening his carpus to the arms of the chair with the stockings as a very limited sort of restraint. He could birth ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this fair sex, so sat back and waited to see what was going to pass next. He wasn't disappointed. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her chest, Christina straddled him again and this meter, rubbed her ample boob gently across his brass. He groaned in frustration at not being able to reach out and equal them, but instead flicked out his tongue to try and lick her hard pink nipples. Emboldened by being completely in controller, Christina moved forward and placed her weapons system around Ed's question, pulling him towards her so he had free access to osculate and burn her breast. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her nipples and arched her back, so she could feel his length pushing against her wetness once again. She literally ached to do it him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took hold of him and positioned him so that she could just sink down and guide him fully inside her, which she did with a loud moan of joy. He felt amazing. He groaned out loudly himself and yet again she began to set the pace, riding him slowly, taking all of his length and then pulling out nearly to the caput before easing back down on him again. It was her favourite position, she had missed it so much. She could palpate everything, command him and kiss him hard at the same time. Her glossa probed his sassing frantically, while her thighs gripped his and she moved on top of him faster and faster. Powerless to agitate her down onto him due to the restraints in his hands, 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. fucking, what was this char doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his life before, she knew exactly which push to press. And press them she did, he could see himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her wax of his hot cum for a second prison term, his consistency held in an world shattering orgasm that made him rickety at the human knee and momentarily lose all handle on realism. It was only as he heard Christina moaning and gasping that he knew she was also in the throe of another orgasm, her chest and cheek flushed,"Fuck, Fuck Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his coat of arms tightly as she tried to steady herself as her organic structure was totally overtaken with wafture of pleasure. He had never experienced a woman come so hard like that before. Her organic structure slowly began to decompress as they gradually came back down to earth.

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

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