Private Memo
Think about this, as you are sitting in your meeting with
your cock longing to be with me:
You have been in a long hard meeting all morning and it breaks
for lunch. You remain, bent over some papers muttering
about everything that was covered or will be covered after
the break. I look around to be sure you are alone and slip
in behind you.
"Can I cover something of yours?" I whisper
in your ear as I rub my hands down over your chest and pull
your shirt up out of the waste band of your pants. You turn,
see the evil sparkle in my eye and say "they'll
be back in 30 minutes, tops."
"Tops? Well thank you Id like to, " I smirk
in response to your unrelated comment and pull your wheeled
chair out from the conference room table. I spin around,
balance my tight ass on the edge of the conference table
and place my feet spread wide on the arms of your chair.
I lean in and we kiss as you grope my breasts. I reach down
and find your hard maleness already pressing against your
zipper. Bad boy, your mind wasn't on work. You need
to pay attention at work. Here, let me undo this zipper and
free the monster within.
It points out and comes even more alive now than it felt all
restrained in your pants. I reach under your balls and stroke
them as you slide your hips forward and slouch a bit in your
chair. With your new position it comes to your attention
that I am not wearing panties as you can see up my skirt, which
I hiked up a bit to raise my legs onto the arms of your chair.
Now you notice the bald warm pussy sitting there unattended
within reach - you reach out and find that it is wet and waiting.
I have an advantage; I knew I was cumming and have been anticipating
this for quite a while. As you play with the wet folds and
rub my hard clit my breathing remains steady only by my concentration
on my stroking of your hot rod.
Without saying a word, you reach for my hips as I slide off
the edge of the conference table and down on your hard cock.
I slide my legs thru the holes under each chair arm and I settle
wetly in your lap. You almost cant take it and lunge forward
from the hips as though an electric zap has just lit you up
from behind.
I begin to slowly rock back and forth as you place your hands
under my shirt and find I am not wearing a bra either - all
these little surprises just for you. You lift my shirt to
expose my hard red nipples and I begin to breathe heavier
and move my hips faster.
You reach up, grab a handful of hair on the back of my head
and pull me in for an intense, deep, passionate kiss before
pulling me away again to return to my needy nipples.
When you pull me back you take to tantalizing me in such a
crazy, wild way I lean back and brace myself on the conference
table to give it all I have got for thrust in response.
You remember you have wheels under your chair and you brace
your feet and don't relay on the chair to hold us up.
We begin thrusting our hips in unison at an increasingly
frenzied pace. Your hot hard cock penetrating my sloppy
wet, bald pussy over and over and over until we both are concerned
we may pass out.
We slow a bit to get our wind back and go forth on the quest
for climax, which we find when you grab my ass, lift my legs
out of the chair arm holes and off the floor. There I am resting
only on the edge of the table with my ass out for the world
to see and your pants are now down around your ankles as you
bang me with all you have. Before long we both cum in a spine
shivering climax.
When we stop you fall back into the chair and it slides back
a bit. My legs still spread I again rest them on the arms of
the chair and you look as though you are drooling as you watch
the hot wet juices flow from my pussy and puddle on the floor
below.
Some of that is you, you know, I whisper, as your eyes
get more mesmerized. Do you want to touch it?
Without a word you reach forward and slide your fingers
back and forth, up and down and around my vaginal opening.
I reach down and finger my clit as you play with the opening
and I moan at the intense exhilaration this provides.
You lean forward and your mouth lands open and searching
on my lips and in return I engage your tongue in wrestling
match. You take one hand from its exploration and begin
tweaking my hard, pulsating nipples.
Oh more I barely can get the words out as I feel a wave of
orgasm building.
I am astonished at how quickly you can be ready again but
your former spent rod is regaining its sexual positioning
and you pull me to my feet.
No I protest but to no avail.
You swing me around and head me toward the leather couch
at the side of the conference room. Placing me at the farthest
arm from the door you simply say, bend over. Obediently
I do so resting my elbows on the couch arms pushing my ass
up and tilting out to make my hot wet pussy easily accessible.
Distracted by my own breathing and positioning I dont
hear you speak and you lift my skirt lay it across my back
and slap my ass cheek. Now lets try this again ... are you
paying attention?
I am now and carefully listen as you quiz me on things related
to you r meeting on a new web design. Of the five questions
you ask I only get 1 right, that means you slap my ass cheeks
four times, one with every wrong answer. My ass is red and
hot, my pussy is dripping more than before and my tits are
rubbing on the arm of the couch causing even more arousal.
You are so turned on and being backwards I dont know this.
I squeal in delight as you begin inserting your newly refirmed
cock into my swollen lower lips headed for hiding in my dark
sweet cave.
It takes merely one long hard deep plunge for you to be completely
inside me. You pump first slow and easy to be sure I am not
in pain and with my okay you begin fucking me hard and fast.
Faster and harder.
With each thrust my tits swing and hit the couch. Being of
leather is not nearly as tantalizing as a fabric covered
one so I reach up and twist my own nipples as I support my body
on my elbows.
As you push faster I begin to really feel you balls slapping
at my pussy. OOO this is so ... yyyyeeeesssss ... ahh aaahhhh
I think in incomplete sentences and thoughts as this continues.
You lean close over me and reach around placing your hands
on mine and guiding them to do your bidding ... first caressing
my breasts then going lower down. You slide my hand down
over top of the ever so wet pussy and say rub it. I do.
I reach back to grab at you, wildly unsure as the ecstasy
of orgasm sets in. You pump harder and harder ... you slow,
stop ... dont tease me like that. And before that thought
is finished you are deeply penetrating my wetness again.
After a few moments you lean forward saying, Im cumming
in a loud whisper. I beat you to it but enjoy the ride to your
finish.
You collapse onto my back and we fall onto the couch - spent.
Its not good to be naked and lounging in a conference room
and there are voices cumming down the hall.
We grab napkins from the table and I wipe up the mess as you
redress your bottom half. I throw the napkins in the trash
and straighten my clothes; you straighten my hair. The
door opens as we sit next to each other at the table discussing
what movie to see.
Damn it smells strange in here, kinda hot, one of your
co-workers exclaims and goes to open the window. We smile.
I say my goodbyes and leave. There you are back at your meeting
again.
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