Next week’s another bundle week, so for all of you who one isn’t enough, look no further:
I tried to keep my head down at work and pretend that nothing happened, but it was hard. Every time I waited for the elevator I would get wet as I imagined that he’d be in there waiting for me. I went down to the parking garage to try and accidentally run into him. Sometimes the car we had sex in was there, sometimes there was another in its place. I had a feeling they were all his.
Then I got an email on the intra-office network. Only two words: “See me.” Since it was from R. Wilcox, I had a pretty good idea where to go.
I went up to the top floor wondering what was going to happen. Obviously we couldn’t continue seeing each other. It was inappropriate. He could even fire me for being too much of a distraction to him.
His secretary told me to go right in and I began to sweat, thinking she had to know what was going on. I opened the door and went in and the first thing Rick said was to close the door. Then he said to lock it.
“What did you want to see me about?”
He got up and came out from behind his desk. “I got to thinking how unfortunate it was that we were interrupted the other night.”
“We shouldn’t,” I said.
“We’re supposed to be working.”
“I can assure you,” he said, coming around behind me, “you won’t be disciplined for it. Unless you want to be.”
I almost asked him why I’d want to be and then I realized what he was saying and my face turned bright red. His arms circled around me, working the buttons of my shirt. I could have stopped him, but I didn’t want to.
Moaning, I pressed back against him. We kissed and he slipped my shirt down my shoulders, exposing my bra. One flick and it was unhooked.
“God, I love your tits,” he said. “Now let’s pick up where we left off, shall we?”
He swept his arm across the surface and. It sounded like his computer broke when it hit the floor but he didn’t seem to care. He shoved me down on his desk and dropped down between my legs. He pushed my skirt up and tugged my panties down so he could get at my pussy. His tongue slid up and down my folds, sending delight shivering through me. My legs wrapped around his neck to hold him in place while he continued to taste me.
His tongue teased around my clit and I let out a moan, quickly clapping a hand over my mouth to stifle it. He pressed down on my lower stomach and at first I didn’t know why, but then I realized he was pushing down on the back of my clit and suddenly it wasn’t nice little tingles radiating through me but huge bolts of lightning. A finger slipped inside and not even my hands could muffle the scream that came out of me, which Rick seemed to like.
I’m afraid I cut it off just as it got to the good part, but don’t worry! You can get this and more next week!