It was late, gone 7 and already saturnine outside. Christina had had a trying day in the office and was tired and set up to go home for a long, hot bath and a chicken feed of wine. Packing her affair up into her bag she was startled to learn a room access close in the other 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 complete a presentation for the following day, she hadn't want to forget until it was perfect. Fastening her coat she turned around to see Ed, one of the guys from Finance, fuddle 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 character but there was something about the way he came across that was very sexy, almost like he didn't quite realise how right looking he was. She doubted he even knew her name, 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 circumspect way of carrying herself so no one would know what she really got up to in the bedroom, or wherever else took her fancy.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would hear 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 boxers and sighing loudly, ‘ piece of tail !'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 stark foiling on his face. She must have been daydreaming because his voice brought her back to realism with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an accidentally warm smile."You're a million statute mile away….."
turd. She'd been caught gawping red handed.

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

"wellspring, it's just me…"he shot her a shy grin. She felt her venter somersault over."Sorry, I just had a really bad call with some clients ”, 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 jump looking at this spreadsheet again ”.

"Oh, I thought it must be something like that. Can I help at all ?"the Logos came out of her sass before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her help with anything. He would probably joke in her human face. 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 faulty with this, if you have time ?"The debilitation she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a spark of inflammation. 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 attending having split up with her boyfriend a couple of month previously. She'd preferred to maintain focused in her new job for a patch. It had been a good few months since she had last 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 and scent of a tangible man.

"No problem, 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 or something ? It might help ? ``

"Coffee ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for dark like this when I have to puzzle out late."Opening his bottom drawer he pulled out a feeding 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 good of you to offer to help me like this, surely you must give something far more energise to do than pass your evening with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in spite of his formula office bluster, he was actually a little bit shy and he seemed slightly skittish in her front. She spotted him sneaking a look at her white meat 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 program. occur on, let's see what we can get sorted here"



They both stared intently at the data on the screen and Ed began to talk her through the return he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whiskey and felt herself set out to decompress slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so fill up together, she wondered what it would be like to osculate him. It had been so long since she had been forcible 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 allude his face, hair, everything. Jesus, she was horny. She felt herself set out to get wet, the intimate latent hostility between them suddenly seemed tangible. She was care that he could sense how turned on she felt and yet at the same metre she didn't aid. The warmth of the alcohol was making her smell more positive, and the growing pulse from her pussy was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her seat. She found herself staring at his hired hand, wondering how it would feel to have his foresighted power finger rubbing on her clitoris. Or probing inside her. Or how his workforce would finger running down her eubstance, over her titty, 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 wooden leg slightly apart and his hullabaloo was clearly visible in the soma 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 trouser. She felt his peter 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 ovolo rhythmically over it, exerting just the redress total of pressure to arrive at him groan as he leaned backwards in the chair, spreading his legs in prevision of what was to come. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could experience the associate twitch and growing wetness of her pussy that signaled she was ready to give Ed everything he appeared to take and Thomas More. She leaned in to buss him- gently at maiden, just sass on sass, savouring the minute, and then within seconds she had her hand round the back of his head, her finger grasping his hair and pulling him further into her mouth, their natural language urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her sassing as she moved to straddle him in the professorship. Her tight skirt rode up exposing the tops of her stockings. Fuck, 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 skirts and trouser. Now he knew. Sheer black stockings and the glance of black satin panties, the tight, thin fabric revealing the abstract 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 knees on the floor in straw man of him, cook to chip in him a long, tough 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 wholly 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 handful of her soft hairsbreadth and began to eff her hot, wet mouthpiece. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her hand into his trouser to cup his bollocks and stroke the stand of his tool. He fucked her lip faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to taste every part of him, the smell of him was driving her wild. She didn't want to stop but her own urgent motivation made her crave his hard length in her soak twat. She slowly pulled him out of her mouth, licked her sass, stood and turned so she was bent over the chair."Fuck me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found wantonness."Take off my underwear, gustatory sensation my pussy and then sleep with 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 fuck her. Standing up from the death chair his trousers fell to his ankles. She turned advance beat and tugged his underdrawers down over his coxa, his erection springing up, and rock intemperate and so ready. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underwear and pulled it to one side, with his other hand he felt down between her wooden leg for the very commencement time. She gasped as he touched her cushy wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his fingers to his sass to breathe in her scent and then put them in his mouth to try her. ass, it was so good. He was do-or-die to go exploring down there properly with his spit. 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 mania, biting his lower lip before pulling away.
"No more ”. Christina said breathlessly."preference me later. I need you inside me now, it ca n't wait."Turning away from him again, she moved from the hot seat and instead, stoop forward over the mesa, her annulus hitched up circle her waist, her sonsy ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin fabric of her underwear down as far as the gallus would allow, his hands lingering at the suspender bang, the sight of which made him harder still, but she began to agitate back on him, opening her legs slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could verify himself no longer.


Parting her leg further, he felt down and guided himself to her entrance. She was so wet already, with one jab he was inside her. He groaned loudly with respite at finally feeling her tight and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his wholly length was inside her and began to buck hard against him, moving her hips backwards and forwards with such excitation that he barely needed to move himself. He had expected her to desire to take it slowly, yet was perfectly apparent that that was not the case."Harder"she ordered,"Fuck me, I want you to pass water 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 feel her tit as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been time to take it off. He managed to untie the clasp with one hand and her gorgeous diffused cycle titty were free. Rubbing his thumb across her rock operose left nipple for the first time she writhed and jolted against him in response to the trace. The combined ace of touching her breast and feeling himself ride in and out of her was already bringing him close to cumming. He sensed by her ventilation and the intensity of her moans that she was close too. He wanted to bug her, take back ascendency 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, make out 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 sexual climax he had ever experienced. At the same prison term he felt her coming difficult 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 early, his weight pushing her pile onto the desk, neither of them wanting him to withdraw.


"God that's was amazing ”. Ed pulled himself up and ran his digit through his hair."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 commodity ”. Christina laughed. Wow, What a boot. A guy she had been eyeing up for week 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 skillful clip was a monolithic confidence hike. It gave her an melodic theme. She wasn't done yet, and by the look 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 aid me with this ?"she asked him coquettishly,"I need to get them off. Can you wave them down for me ?"Quick as a flash Ed was on his knees, his bridge player all over her stage, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thighs, over her sura and lingering at her mortise joint and pes. 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 he had. He had spent many a cark second in confluence trying to look at her legs under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her fast skirts. This had exceeded all arithmetic mean.


"Sit ”, she commanded."spinal column in your professorship ”. He did as he was told and within second she found she was deftly fastening his wrist joint to the arms of the chair with the stockings as a very especial variety of restraint. He could stimulate ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this woman, so sat back and waited to see what was going to pass off next. He wasn't disappointed. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her thorax, Christina straddled him again and this clock time, rubbed her plenteous chest gently across his face. He groaned in frustration at not being able to reach out and touch them, but instead flicked out his tongue to try and lick her hard pink nipples. Emboldened by being completely in control, Christina moved forward and placed her arms around Ed's top dog, pulling him towards her so he had free access to kiss and prick her mammilla. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her nipples and arched her back, so she could feel his distance pushing against her wetness once again. She literally ached to have a go at it him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took hold of him and positioned him so that she could just sink down and take him fully inside her, which she did with a gaudy moan of delight. He felt amazing. He groaned out loud himself and yet again she began to set the yard, riding him slowly, taking all of his length and then pulling out nearly to the head before easing back down on him again. It was her favourite attitude, she had missed it so much. She could finger everything, control him and kiss him hard at the same meter. Her glossa probed his sassing frantically, while her thigh gripped his and she moved on top of him faster and faster. Powerless to labour her down onto him due to the restraint 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. screw, what was this cleaning lady doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his life story before, she knew exactly which buttons to squeeze. And adjure them she did, he could contain himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her full of his hot cum for a second clip, his soundbox held in an earth shattering climax that made him watery at the knees and momentarily lose 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 face flushed,"Fuck, shtup Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his arms tightly as she tried to brace herself as her body was totally sweep over with Wave of pleasance. He had never experienced a woman come so knockout like that before. Her dead body slowly began to relax as they gradually came back down to earth.

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

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