Tuesday [MF] [Rough]

My first story. Hope you like it and I hope I got the tags right?

Tuesday

It’s another average day here in my office. I’m on the phone with a peer helping them work through the new system that was installed last week, it’s been a pain. My eyes drift to my outlook calendar, two weeks I tell myself. Two weeks until you and I get to have our day together. I’ve already put in my paid time off request and you have the day planned. I love it when you plan our dates, it makes me feel so special knowing that you just want to take care of me. My eye lids lower with lust and my bottom lip slides under my teeth slightly as I think about what we might do together.

I’m brought back to reality as I hear a knock on my door. It’s a weird sound because as a type B manager my door is always open and my team knows that they are welcome to drop in any time. I’m still on the phone listening to my peer trying to explain why his book of business is plagued with errors. I look at my open door and who do I see? You. You and that sexy smirk of yours. I wasn’t expecting you. But I know what it means when you show up unannounced like this.

I politely interrupt and say, sorry, I’m going to have to call you back. I hang up before I hear another word. You step in my office and close the door behind you. Seeing you by surprise like this has brought a tremendous smile to my face. The kind of smile where even my eyes are smiling. You love my dark brown eyes, bedroom eyes is what I think you called them on our first date.

I stand up to kiss you. Oh how I’ve missed your lips. You kiss me back as you reach in your pocket. You mean business. As our lips part you halfway whisper to me, “Babe, did you get what I asked you to pick up yesterday?” I giggle, well, I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon but, you know I always do what you ask. “Yes sir, it’s in the drawer.” I say with a smile.

There is a small drawer at the bottom of my desk that is key locked. It has a separate key than the rest of my drawers as most desks in this building have. They take security seriously here. I’m guessing this drawer was meant to keep extra special client information, but you and I had a better idea for it.

Your hand comes out of your pocket and I start to get butterflies as I see the key in your fingers. I love what happens when that key is out. You open the drawer and find the new bottle of strawberry lube I had put in this morning at your request. Without hesitation you spin me around and unzip my pants. You love how this pant suit hugs my ass. You slowly bring my pants down and play with my black lace thong as you unzip yourself with your other hand. I want to moan so badly from your gentle touch but we have to be quiet.

I bend forward. I know what my role is here, we have done this many times. You gently pull my panties down to my ankles. I hear the lid click open between your fingers and a rush of excitement goes through my body. That excitement is met with surprise as I feel you rub a few drops around my little asshole. Wait, is it Tuesday!? Fuck. It IS Tuesday! You feel my asshole clinch and you smile, you know that I wasn’t expecting this. I bite my lip as I ready myself for the anal fucking I’m about to receive. You know I absolutely love being owned by you in this way but it’s so hard to keep quiet in the office when you visit me on Tuesdays …and Thursdays for that matter.

You slide your finger in me as you stroke yourself. Fuck I want you. You want me too. You waste no time and before I know it your finger is replaced by your full cock. Oh my God. I don’t know how I kept that moan in, actually I do. I’ve never had to bring my hand to cover my mouth so quickly. You tighten your grip on my hips as you pull back out, just so I know you are still there and I have a lot more coming. I love feeling like I’m at your mercy. As you pull back out you go slow. Making sure I feel every inch. You fuck me like this for a minute although it feels much longer. You love fucking my butthole slow like this. I’m in complete ecstasy of the pain.

Then you do something different. You pull me up off my desk by a fist full of my long hair. That’s not what’s new, what’s new is you whisper in my ear that you are going to switch it up as you remove yourself from me. Switch it up? You are the one made the rules. Tuesdays and Thursdays are butthole days. But you are the boss. Just the way I want it. It turns me on to know you dictate how I will get fucked depending on the day of the week.

You press my head back down on my desk, letting your grip of my hair go. Then you slide yourself into my wet pussy and fuck me. As you fuck me I do my best to keep quiet. When I feel your grip on my hips tighten I know your close and my fingers curl as I feel you cum deep inside me.

Just as quickly as it began it is over. You slide my panties back up so not a single drop of your cum is wasted. I pull my pants back up as you do the same and then I melt in your arms. I know you have to get going but I soak in every moment I have with you.

A few hours later I smile as I still feel the wetness from you in my panties. I love Tuesdays.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ev4vlf/tuesday_mf_rough