It’s 5pm and we just finished the meeting, you on your desk, me on mine. I slowly stand up and come towards, and get on top of you. My hair flipped on one side and i lean in to kiss you. Therefore while still kissing you i just spread my legs a bit, inviting you.
So while im sitting on that seat on my knees, spread out, back arched because of all the nasty teasing your fingers are putting me through; one of my hand around is lightly stroking the back ofyour neck, gripping it tighter with your strokes.
I look sharp into your eyes maintaining an eye contact as im moaning really softly and my other hand starts sliding down your neck, to shoulders, undoing the buttons one by one, i reach the chest in 3, and rub my hand around it inside the shirt feeling the warmth and slightly massaging the right nipple and then back up to your neck tracing down slowly from the back of my fingers. I don’t like that shirt anymore and need it off immediately; i unbutton it entirely.
As my dress is anyway up till my waist and panties pushed on side i start riding slowly on your fingers, and your teasing wiggles make me crazy wet. Im just there clinching my eyes, biting my lips with my head thrown back and massaging my tits on top of the cruel bra.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jr70ps/fm_after_work