First time posting any of my writing so go easy and hope you like it.
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She had wanted to surprise him by acting spontaneously. She knew their sex life had become a little routine recently, with both of them working so hard and the second lockdown meaning their lives had slid into repetitive monotony in many respects. It was with that in mind that she found herself, in the middle of a rainy Friday afternoon, quietly easing open the door to her husband’s office and slipping discreetly inside.
She knew he had sensed her come in. But he hadn’t looked over at her because he was leading his team’s weekly wrap up meeting on Zoom. One benefit to being stuck at home with him all the time was that she now got to see him in his element whilst he was working. There was something so confident and self-assured about him when he was in work mode; it was a side of him she didn’t normally see around the house.
He seemed to be having a technical discussion with one of his team members when she fixed her eyes in him, dropped to her hands and knees and started slowly crawling towards his desk, out of sight of his camera. She saw him subtly shift in his chair and thought she heard a slight nervous crack in his voice when he realised, and he must have now realised, what she was up to. He finished his sentence and gave her the briefest of glances. She smiled impishly back at him and continued to slowly creep towards him.
He felt flushed and he nervously checked his video to see if it looked obvious, which it thankfully didn’t. What was she playing at, was she trying to get him fired? Part of him wondered if she was playing some kind of strange prank on him, but he had recognised that grin she gave him and had seen it before. As she approached his chair she reached out and grabbed the middle of his thigh with her hand, giving it an urgent and needy squeeze. Her hand then went to his zip and, after fumbling with the taut denim, she gradually worked it down. With a small ping she undid the button. The release in pressure felt freeing to him, and as she peeled back the sides of his jeans he felt the excitement start to rush in waves between his legs. Nervously he kept giving paranoid glances to his camera to confirm his newfound state of undress was not visible to anyone on his call.
She found it incredibly satisfying to have this effect on him – she could tell how much he wanted this and it empowered and emboldened her. She tucked her fingers under the waistband of his boxers and gently tugged downwards, carefully easing the elastic over his growing bulge. The cooler air rushed around his warm cock as it sprang upwards, and the sensation of freedom combined with the taboo of exposure caused another surge of arousal. He coughed and, with his now hard cock straining against thin air, he stumbled through an explanation about his priorities for next week before asking the team to each take turns setting out their own. He hit mute and stared intently at his screen.
She carefully leaned over the side of his chair and then quickly wrapped her warm lips around his helmet, surprising both of them with how hungrily she had engulfed him. She softly exhaled and savoured the salty taste of his oozing precum, enjoying the sensation of her mouth being filled. She slid her mouth slowly off him and then drew back to admire him, now coated in her sticky saliva. She whispered to him “Is this okay?” and instead of answering he gently gripped the back of her head and guided her back on to him. Hungrily she slid her lips down his length and when her mouth began to feel uncomfortably full she worked her way down further. She could feel him in the back of her mouth pushing at the back of her throat. His grip on her head was firmer now and he insistently urged her onwards, letting out a sigh through his nose as her lips finally ringed the base of his shaft. Her saliva was leaking disgracefully out the sides of her stretched lips, pooling and spilling down his hairy balls.
As she adjusted to the swollen intrusion in her throat, she inhaled deeply and enjoyed his musky scent. Her obedient ministrations were having an effect between her own legs – she could feel her own sex swelling and pulsing as her insides became slick. Impatiently, she slid her free hand down inside her leggings and over her downy patch of dark pubic hair.
As he tried to concentrate on his work meeting, he could see that she was now busily playing with herself, and he felt his balls tighten. To his relief and disappointment, she started pulling her head back up his shaft and he felt the tip of his cock gently ease out of her tight throat. Her small gasp for air combined with her soft moaning while she rubbed herself prompted him to triple check he was still muted. He glanced quickly down at her and saw strings of sticky saliva connecting his engorged cockhead to her pretty wet chin. She slowly stroked his sloppy length with her hand whilst she eagerly fudded herself. She was looking up at him with a needy expression.
Overwhelmed with want, she mouthed at him breathily “Feed me your cum, daddy”. He inhaled and grabbed the back of her head again, firmly guiding himself back into her mouth and further, deeper down past that pinching snugness and into her hot wet throat. She gagged slightly then, and breathed urgently through her nostrils, but the sensation of being used like this filled her with uncontrollable lust. She had both her hands resting on his legs now but could still feel her pussy throbbing.
He was almost imperceptibly thrusting up into her now, subconsciously trying to get every last inch of himself inside her warm mouth. The sensation of her plump lips wrapped around the base of his shaft as her nose was buried in his course, sticky pubic hair was unbearable. He could feel pressure starting to build and he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist her for much longer.
The last team member had finished their presentation and he quickly wrapped the call up – blurting out at a weirdly loud volume that he hoped everyone had a great weekend. He hit “End” and then shut his laptop, leaning back in his chair.
She groaned loudly then and, extracting his cock from her mouth, pleaded lustily with him “I’m ready. Cum in my mouth. Please shoot your thick hot load in my mouth, daddy.” And she started sloppily stroking him then, rubbing her small hands roughly over his swollen purple head. He groaned and leered lustily down at her. She gazed back at him with her lips slightly parted, her mouth and chin a sloppy mess of drool.
His straining balls ached and he started to feel a familiar building deep within himself. Then he panted “I’m gunna cum. I’m gunna cum.” And with that she took him back in her mouth, grabbing his balls firmly with her hand and sliding her lips over his salty pink head and downwards. She moaned softly as she forced her head down onto him, feeling his big cock start to fill her throat again. His strong hands held the back of her head as he spasmed and started to erupt. Pulses of his hot sticky seed started shooting into her throat. She tried her best to keep swallowing as his thick white ropes filled her up. Her eyes watered and she was breathing hard through her nose. He was groaning now, and all his thigh muscles were clenched whilst he grasped at her hair and released himself completely inside of her.
Finally, as she felt him start to relax his grip and become overly sensitive, she slowly slid her mouth off him. Catching her breath and swallowing the last of his load down, she grinned cheekily up at him with her wet face shining.
Whilst he struggled for words, she hopped up to her feet and strutted out of the room giggling. “See you at dinner time!”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k65kmt/mf_friday_afternoon_meeting