Finally, after a year of waiting and wanting, I got to feel his lips on mine, his hands on my body, and his cock in my pussy. I thought I could do it only once, a little treat for myself that I wouldn’t allow to happen again. It was an amazing experience, but I didn’t want to get careless.
The flirting escalated after our first afternoon together. There were texts too talking about how much we wanted each other again. It was just talk though at least on my part. I had this under control. Never mind that fucking him again was all I could think about. Never mind that I couldn’t stop going over and over the one intimate afternoon we had spent together. It was definitely a one-off thing never to be repeated. It had to be. To do it again would be risking too much. We were unable to be alone together for weeks. The company’s owner was in for the afternoon, one of our drivers didn’t have deliveries that day, or a customer would come in and hang out gossiping. It was easy enough to convince myself I had the willpower to resist him when it was impossible to have him.
Then I needed to stop in on my day off towards the end of the work day. I knew he would be alone by that time. I wore one of my sexier outfits and the sexiest stuff I owned underneath even though I vowed he wouldn’t see it. It was just to make me feel hot. I would get what I went in for, talk for a few minutes, and be on my way.
I was right, he was alone when I came in. It was so late in the day, there was little chance of any more customers coming in and our coworkers had all left for the day. He surprised me by kissing me immediately. I kissed him back just as eagerly. “Kissing was okay, no trouble there,” I told myself. He ran his hands over my body. I leaned into him excited to once again feel him pressed to me. I continued to lie to myself as he pushed up my dress, “This is as far as I will go.” When he was kneeling in front of me his warm breath on my pussy spreading my lips with his tongue, I knew there was no resistance left in me. I ran my hands over the back of his head as he licked my clit and took his tongue down to my slit. I knew even before I came so hard against his mouth that I would beg him to fuck me if necessary. I would plead until he was inside me. The please was probably already crossing my lips repeatedly before I was finished cumming, but I can’t remember what I was saying I was so caught up in the moment. After I finished shuddering against him, he began kissing me again. I could smell and taste myself on his lips as he undid his pants and pushed his cock into me. I had no thought of resisting temptation, no memory at that moment that I even intended to not give in again to my longing. My hips eagerly met his as he pumped against me and into me. My hands ran over his arms and back and I threw my head back as I came again saying his name repeatedly uttering other words about how good it was and how he knew just how to take me. I wasn’t thinking, just talking and cumming, and pushing my body against him to feel as much as I possibly could. I watched his face as he began to cum. This was only our second time being together, but I wanted to remember that look on his face, be able to picture it when I was home alone wanting him but settling for pleasuring myself. I watched and felt the build up and his release. He gathered me to him for a few moments. It was hot, but I couldn’t pull away until he did. I left knowing I had gotten what I had really come for.
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