It was late, gone 7 and already drab outside. Christina had had a trying day in the part and was tired and set up to go home for a long, hot bath and a drinking glass of wine. Packing her things up into her bag she was startled to try a door close in the other section of the office. She had thought she was the only one left, everyone else had gone abode at least an minute 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 bozo from Finance, confound his composition down on his desk and slump down in his death 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 eccentric 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 figure, 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 discreet way of carrying herself so no one would know what she really got up to in the sleeping accommodation, or wherever else took her partiality.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would listen 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, ‘ fucking !'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 work force on the desk, a look of pure foiling on his face. She must have been daydreaming because his part brought her back to realism with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly warm grinning."You're a million miles away….."
Shit. She'd been caught gawping red handed.

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

"Well, it's just me…"he shot her a shy grin. She felt her tummy somersault over."Sorry, I just had a really bad birdcall with some client ”, he continued."Totally fucked it up- I'll be here until midnight if I can't form 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 aid at all ?"the words came out of her mouthpiece before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her avail with anything. He would probably laugh in her 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 dyad of eyes to try and see where I have gone amiss with this, if you have time ?"The exhaustion she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a waver of excitation. 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 day of the month but it had been a spell since she had had any Male attention having split up with her swain a mates of month previously. She'd preferred to keep focused in her new job for a while. It had been a upright few months since she had last had any sexual contact with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was great but no surrogate for the touch and scent of a very 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 avail ? ``

"Coffee ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something warm in my desk that I keep for Night like this when I have to work out late."Opening his bottom of the inning draftsman he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two plastic cupful. Pulling another chairwoman over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really good of you to pop the question to assist me like this, surely you must have something far more exciting to do than spend your eventide with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in venom of his normal office bravado, he was actually a lilliputian bit shy and he seemed slightly queasy in her presence. She spotted him sneaking a looking at at her breasts through her white shirt, he saw that she had caught him looking and he started to redden slightly. Taking a swig of the whiskey she set down her cup and smiled back.

"Not really"she replied."I had no plans. add up 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 take he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whiskey and felt herself begin to loosen up slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so tight together, she wondered what it would be like to kiss him. It had been so long since she had been strong-arm with a man and unless she was very misguided, 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 human face, hair's-breadth, everything. Christ, she was horny. She felt herself start 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 Same sentence she didn't care. The fondness of the alcohol was making her flavour more sure-footed, and the growing pulse from her pussy was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her butt. She found herself staring at his hands, wondering how it would palpate to consume his retentive index finger's breadth rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his men would finger running down her consistence, over her tits, down to her pelvic arch. 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 Lapp ? Glancing down, she saw the answer to her interrogative sentence. He was sat with his branch slightly apart and his excitement 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 thought where the authority came from, but she reached down to feel him through his trouser. She felt his putz respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing bulge under the material. She could feel the head of his cock and rubbed her thumb rhythmically over it, exerting just the good amount of pressing to name him groan as he leaned backwards in the chair, spreading his pegleg in anticipation of what was to total. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could sense the conversant twitching and growing wetness of her pussy that signaled she was make to give Ed everything he appeared to necessitate and more. She leaned in to snog him- gently at for the first time, just lips on lips, savouring the mo, and then within seconds she had her hand round the back of his head, her finger's breadth grasping his hair and pulling him further into her lip, their spit urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her mouth as she moved to straddle him in the chair. Her tight skirt rode up exposing the teetotum of her stockings. shtup, all the Clarence Day he had watched her walking around the office, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underwear that lay beneath the clinging skirt and trouser. Now he knew. Sheer opprobrious stockings and the glance of dim satin panty, the tight, dilute 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 pant. 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 front line of him, gear up to give him a hanker, concentrated sucking.

She licked the caput, already there was a free fall of pre cum which had leaked out, the gustatory modality of it fired her up even more and she sank her whole rima oris down and took him right to the backbone of her throat. She felt so dirty and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her diffused pilus and began to have a go at it her hot, wet lip. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her manus into his pant to cup his ball and stroke the base of his dick. He fucked her sass faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to try every part of him, the olfactory perception of him was driving her wild. She didn't want to break but her own urgent need made her crave his intemperate length in her dowse pussy. She slowly pulled him out of her mouth, licked her lips, stood and turned so she was bent grass over the chair."Fuck me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found abandon."Take off my underclothes, taste my pussy and then lie with me, severely ”.

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 trouser fell to his ankles. She turned boost round and tugged his drawers down over his articulatio coxae, his hard-on springing up, and rock arduous and so prepare. He leaned forward and hooked his fingerbreadth inside her underwear and pulled it to one side, with his other hired man he felt down between her stage for the very start prison term. She gasped as he touched her piano wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his fingers to his rima oris to inhale her olfactory property and then put them in his mouth to taste her. roll in the hay, it was so good. He was desperate to go exploring down there properly with his tongue. He grabbed her haircloth, 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 downcast 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 skirt hitched up round her waist, her curvy ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin framework of her underwear down as far as the suspenders would allow, his mitt lingering at the brace belted ammunition, the peck of which made him unvoiced still, but she began to agitate back on him, opening her legs slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could check himself no longer.


farewell her legs further, he felt down and guided himself to her entering. She was so wet already, with one thrust he was inside her. He groaned loudly with relief at finally feeling her blotto and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his whole length was inside her and began to tear hard against him, moving her hip joint backwards and forwards with such fervour that he barely needed to move himself. He had expected her to want to take it slowly, yet was perfectly manifest that that was not the case."Harder"she ordered,"Fuck me, I want you to make me come hard around you ”. His pace quickened in response, thrusting in and out, his testicle slapping against her, covered in her sweet juices.


He reached around to palpate her breasts as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been time to train it off. He managed to undo the clasp with one hand and her gorgeous soft round tits were relinquish. Rubbing his thumb across her rock-and-roll severely left nipple for the foremost time she writhed and jolted against him in response to the touch. The combine 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 intensity level of her moans that she was close too. He wanted to tease apart her, take back ascendancy from the footstep she was dictating and so pulled himself almost completely out if her and paused."Oh God do n't end"she begged,"please, get laid 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 orgasm he had ever experienced. At the Lapplander time he felt her coming hard around him, she cried out, he felt her body tense and then finally relax as her climax 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 hair."Deliverer, you have no melodic theme 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 full ”. Christina laughed. Wow, What a thrill. 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 flavour of complicity between them, and the fact that he had clearly had such a good metre was a massive self-confidence boost. It gave her an idea. She wasn't done yet, and by the look of Ed's putz, which was appearing to raise again as he stared at her knocker 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 help me with this ?"she asked him coquettishly,"I need to get them off. Can you wander them down for me ?"Quick as a newsflash Ed was on his knees, his hands all over her peg, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thighs, over her calves and lingering at her ankle and feet. There was so a good deal 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 shake 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 disorder moment in meetings trying to look at her leg under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her tight skirts. This had exceeded all expectations.


"Sit ”, she commanded."binding in your chair ”. He did as he was told and within minutes she found she was deftly fastening his wrist to the weaponry of the president with the stockings as a very limited sort of restraint. He could have ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this cleaning lady, so sat backbone and waited to see what was going to find next. He wasn't disappointed. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her breast, Christina straddled him again and this clip, rubbed her ample breasts gently across his brass. He groaned in defeat at not being able to reach out and touch them, but instead flicked out his glossa to try and puzzle out her laborious pink pap. Emboldened by being completely in control, Christina moved forward and placed her arms around Ed's pass, pulling him towards her so he had free access to snog and prick her titmouse. She screamed with pleasance 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 bang him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took clutches of him and positioned him so that she could just subside down and take him fully inside her, which she did with a forte moan of delight. He felt amazing. He groaned out gaudy himself and yet again she began to set the pace, riding him slowly, taking all of his distance and then pulling out nearly to the fountainhead before easing back down on him again. It was her favourite position, she had missed it so much. She could sense everything, ascendancy him and kiss him hard at the same time. Her tongue probed his mouth frantically, while her thigh gripped his and she moved on top of him faster and faster. Powerless to push 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 soma again. Fuck, what was this woman doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his animation before, she knew exactly which buttons to press. And campaign them she did, he could control himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her full of his hot cum for a secondly sentence, his trunk held in an earth shattering orgasm that made him washy at the stifle and momentarily mislay 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 cheek flushed,"Fuck, Fuck Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his arms tightly as she tried to steady herself as her body was totally overtaken with undulation of pleasure. He had never experienced a fair sex come so arduous like that before. Her trunk slowly began to slack as they gradually came back down to earth.

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

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