Steve told me early on that he had a work fantasy...one that we needed to take care of.
Being how I am, I enthusiastically agreed! He wanted me in his office and bent over his desk. He wanted to go to work and KNOW that he had fucked me there.
The first time it happened, I arrived when it was after his work hours. I was wearing jeans and a shirt, with a black blazer over it. We kissed and touched and kissed some more, and then I got on my knees while he was sitting in his chair and took his hard cock in my mouth. Mmmmm....
Minutes later he told me to pull down my jeans. YES SIR! He knows that I like it (and am turned on) when he gets bossy. Steven turned me around, bent me over his desk, and slid into me (again...a height thing!). As I felt my own pleasure rapidly increasing, he grabbed my hair and gave my ass a nice slap...and I was lost in that orgasmic place that is indescribable. When I came back to reality, I lifted my face up and looked straight ahead. It was then that I realized what Steven was doing.
He was watching the whole thing in the window that was across from me. Don't worry, it wasn't an outside window...just an office window.
He had an excellent view of me, bent over his desk, while he was thrusting in and out of me. And he LIKED it! And so did I! It was so daring, so naughty, and so hot. To know that he would come in to work the next day and remember my bare ass pressed up against him, my hair in his hand, My upper body sprawled across his desk...how amazing is that!? And just to prove how jaded I am, his family picture staring at me didn't phase me for a second. Hey, I have been honest about my "dark" side, right?
He varied his speed, slower, faster, teasing me to another orgasm. When my legs were literally shaking from feeling so good, he whipped me around and informed me that he wanted to cum in my mouth.
NOT ENOUGH NOTICE THERE STEVEN! My shaky legs, lack of warning, and the fact that I had pants around my ankles slowed me down. I knelt down and had my mouth *this* close to his throbbing cock, just in time to take a nice shot down the front of my jacket. I surrounded him with my mouth and caught the rest of the load, meanwhile trying not to laugh. How can you NOT laugh about spastic cum flying at you? Thankfully I had a shirt on underneath and wasn't worried about going home with a mysterious spooge stain on me...
This was the first of several office sex sessions...and I am sure there are plenty more to come. The second time I arrived wearing a dress...Steven had only seen me in pants at this point. I had on a dress that were a couple of his favorite colors on me...the perfect shoes/purse/accessories to go with it, etc. I walked in, and he was excited to see me and to see me dressed up more than normal. When it was after hours and we started messing around he could hardly stand it when he took a peak at what was under the dress. For some reason, the particular thong I had on made him crazy. Never mind that it coordinated with the dress perfectly! Within minutes I was bent over his desk. dress over my hips, and the thong pushed aside while he fucked me, and fucked me GOOD.
The third time was crazier...it wasn't in his office, but was somewhere that is part of his workplace. I can't get into details. I was wearing jeans and a cute sparkly halter top and had plans that evening with girlfriends from childhood. We were going out that night, it was the first time that the three of us had done this in a long time. And, I love these girls, but have always felt inferior with them. Insecure for various reasons. We all live in different cities, etc. SO...I stopped in to see Steven before the girls and I met up. It was one of those times where you just have to have each other, and fast. No messing around, minimal clothes removed, just fast and furious sex. Never mind that it was during the afternoon, a bit riskier, and I had somewhere to be. Let's just say that we weren't anywhere to adequately deal with the aftermath, and I spent the evening with my girlfriends in panties that were soaking wet. AND IT WAS A HUGE TURN ON...it was so naughty! One friend was being her self righteous self, the other was talking about her "almost" affair that she "almost" had, and meanwhile I am sneaking text messages to Steven and can feel the moisture between my legs from our encounter. And I looked at these girls, both skinny, both "supposedly" happily married, both without kids, and for the FIRST TIME I felt like I was the one that was better off.
I looked at one that was unemployed and teetering on the edge of marital issues, and the other that is obviously hiding SOMETHING behind all of her external perfection, and I felt good.
I have boobs and an ass because I am not skinny. I have kids that give me more pleasure than these girls even know is possible. I have a spiritual side that they are lacking. I have accomplished more than I have fucked up. Yes, I have a jacked up marriage, I will give them that, but you know what else I have?
An AMAZING man that has come into my life, and is not only my best friend, but the most amazing lover I have ever had. Someone that is so in tune with me, and we are so in tune with each other, that finishing each other's sentences is common. Someone that understands me like no one ever has. Someone that I am learning with, exploring with, and having fun with. Someone that is showing me what a good relationship feels like. What LOVE feels like.
And I have known that I have all of this in Steven...yet, cum soaked panties while being out with the girls was like a constant reminder. A reminder of what I have, the happiness that I have, the love that I have.
Whatever it takes, right?