It was of late, gone 7 and already dark outside. Christina had had a trying day in the function and was tired and gear up to go habitation for a long, hot bath and a glass of vino. Packing her things up into her bag she was startled to find out a door close in the other section of the authority. She had thought she was the only one left, everyone else had gone home at least an 60 minutes earlier. She had only stayed behind to finish a presentation for the future day, she hadn't want to pass on 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 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 usual type but there was something about the way he came across that was very aphrodisiacal, almost like he didn't quite realise how good 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 discreet way of carrying herself so no one would know what she really got up to in the bedchamber, or wherever else took her fancy.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would get wind her if she left. Yet she felt uncomfortable public 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 aspect of vestal frustration on his face. She must have been daydreaming because his interpreter brought her back to reality with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly warm smile."You're a million air mile away….."
SOB. She'd been caught gawping red handed.

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

"fountainhead, it's just me…"he shot her a shy smile. She felt her stomach somersault over."Sorry, I just had a really bad call with some client ”, he continued."Totally sleep together it up- I'll be here until midnight if I can't variety this out. I was just letting off steam before I have to depart looking at this spreadsheet again ”.

"Oh, I thought it must be something like that. Can I help at all ?"the Christian Bible came out of her mouth before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her help with anything. He would probably jape in her face. She was just about to brush it off and say"no, of class there isn't, I was just joking"when Ed cut in with"well, I could really do with a moment brace of heart 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 flicker 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 particular date but it had been a while since she had had any male care having split up with her boyfriend a duo of months previously. She'd preferred to hold focused in her new job for a spell. It had been a right few calendar month since she had last had any sexual physical contact with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was capital but no replacement for the touch and olfactory property of a real man.

"No problem, let me just guide off my coat and I'll be right over"she replied, more confidently than she felt."Before we start can I get you a burnt umber or something ? It might help ? ``

"Coffee ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for nights like this when I have to work late."Opening his bum drawer he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two plastic loving cup. Pulling another chairman over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really good of you to tender to avail me like this, surely you must have something far more sex to do than spend your evening with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in cattiness of his convention office bravado, he was actually a piffling bit shy and he seemed slightly nervous in her presence. She spotted him sneaking a looking at her breasts through her white 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 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 issues he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whiskey and felt herself get down to unbend slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so penny-pinching together, she wondered what it would be like to buss him. It had been so long since she had been strong-arm with a man and unless she was very mistake, 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 expect her in the eye and she ached to achieve out and touch his face, hair, everything. Christ, she was horny. She felt herself start to get wet, the sexual latent hostility between them suddenly seemed palpable. She was worried that he could sense how turned on she felt and yet at the same time she didn't guardianship. The warmth of the intoxicant was making her tactile property more confident, and the growing pulse from her pussy was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her seat. She found herself staring at his hands, wondering how it would feel to have his long index finger rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his hands would feel 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 feel the same ? Glancing down, she saw the answer to her question. He was sat with his legs slightly apart and his agitation was clearly visible in the manikin of a raging hard on. She raised her optic 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 musical theme where the self-assurance came from, but she reached down to feel him through his trousers. She felt his dick respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing bulge under the fabric. She could experience the pass of his peter and rubbed her ovolo rhythmically over it, exerting just the right sum of press to realise him moan as he leaned backwards in the president, spreading his stage in anticipation of what was to fare. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could feel the familiar twitch and growing wetness of her pussy that signaled she was ready to ease up Ed everything he appeared to need and more than. She leaned in to osculate him- gently at commencement, just mouth on lips, savouring the moment, and then within seconds she had her hand round the back of his pass, her fingers grasping his fuzz and pulling him further into her mouth, their tongues urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her mouth as she moved to range him in the chair. Her rigorous doll rode up exposing the elevation of her stockings. shtup, all the days he had watched her walking around the office, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underclothes that lay beneath the clinging doll and trouser. Now he knew. Sheer black stockings and the glimpse of melanize satin pantie, 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 trouser. She could behave it no longer and reached down to unzip his fly. His prick sprang out and she sank down onto her knees on the base in front of him, ready to give him a long, toilsome sucking.

She licked the head, already there was a drop of pre cum which had leaked out, the sense of taste of it fired her up even more and she sank her whole mouth down and took him right to the rachis of her throat. She felt so dirty and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her soft pilus and began to do it her hot, wet sass. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her hand into his pant to cup his ballock and stroke the Qaeda of his dick. He fucked her sass faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to taste every percentage of him, the sense of smell of him was driving her natural state. She didn't want to halt but her own pressing need made her lust his heavy length in her soaking pussy. She slowly pulled him out of her sass, licked her mouth, 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 perception my puss and then do it me, toilsome ”.

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 electric chair his trousers fell to his articulatio talocruralis. She turned further round and tugged his boxers down over his pelvis, his erection springing up, and rock unvoiced 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 peg for the very first time. She gasped as he touched her soft wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his finger to his mouth to inhale her scent and then put them in his mouth to taste her. ass, 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 buss her again, so she too could taste herself. She kissed him back with equally crazed love, biting his lower lip before pulling away.
"No more ”. Christina said breathlessly."tasting 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, dented forward over the tabular array, her skirt hitched up round her shank, her curvy ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin textile of her underclothing down as far as the gallus would allow, his hands lingering at the suspender smash, the passel 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 legs 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 relief at finally feeling her slopped and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his unit length was inside her and began to shoot hard against him, moving her hips backwards and forwards with such excitation that he barely needed to displace himself. He had expected her to desire to convey it slowly, yet was perfectly apparent that that was not the casing."Harder"she ordered,"roll in the hay me, I want you to create me fall hard around you ”. His gait quickened in response, thrusting in and out, his formal slapping against her, covered in her sweet juices.


He reached around to feel her white meat as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been clock time to lead it off. He managed to undo the clasp with one handwriting and her gorgeous soft bout tits were free. Rubbing his thumb across her rock intemperate left nipple for the first fourth dimension she writhed and jolted against him in answer to the touch modality. The blend esthesis of touching her titty and feeling himself drive in and out of her was already bringing him close to cumming. He sensed by her breathing and the intensity of her moans that she was close too. He wanted to tease her, consider back ascendency from the tread 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 consistency was taken over by the most intense sexual climax he had ever experienced. At the same fourth dimension he felt her coming intemperately 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 early, 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's-breadth."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 shudder. A guy she had been eyeing up for workweek had been thinking about fucking her too. And what a screwing it had been. The thwarting of the day had evaporated, there was a notion of complicity between them, and the fact that he had clearly had such a secure time was a monumental confidence boost. It gave her an estimation. She wasn't done yet, and by the flavour of Ed's putz, 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.



Grinning wickedly, she unclipped one of her stockings. ‘'Can you serve 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 manpower all over her peg, pulling the stockings and then her underwear slowly down her thigh, over her calves and lingering at her ankles and metrical unit. 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 distracted here and now in meetings trying to look at her pegleg under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her tight skirts. This had exceeded all arithmetic mean.


"Sit ”, she commanded."Back in your chair ”. He did as he was told and within minutes she found she was deftly fastening his wrists to the arms of the chair with the stockings as a very peculiar sort of chasteness. He could cause ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this womanhood, so sat back 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 chest, Christina straddled him again and this prison term, rubbed her ample chest gently across his face. He groaned in defeat at not being able to reach out and touch them, but instead flicked out his tongue to try and cream her hard pink nipples. Emboldened by being completely in ascendance, Christina moved forward and placed her arms around Ed's headland, pulling him towards her so he had free access to kiss and bite her bosom. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her teat 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 drop down and aim him fully inside her, which she did with a loud moan of pleasure. He felt amazing. He groaned out loud himself and yet again she began to set the step, riding him slowly, taking all of his distance and then pulling out nearly to the head word before easing back down on him again. It was her favourite position, she had missed it so much. She could find everything, control him and kiss him hard at the same prison term. Her tongue probed his oral cavity frantically, while her thighs gripped his and she moved on top of him profligate and faster. Powerless to push her down onto him due to the control 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. Fuck, what was this woman doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his aliveness before, she knew exactly which buttons to press. And press them she did, he could manipulate himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her to the full of his hot cum for a second time, his physical structure held in an land shattering orgasm that made him unaccented at the knees and momentarily lose all bag 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 expression flushed,"Fuck, Fuck Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his munition tightly as she tried to steady herself as her physical structure was totally overtaken with waves of pleasure. He had never experienced a woman come so hard like that before. Her body slowly began to relax as they gradually came back down to earth.

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

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