Author: Heerreewego

Life has been busy. Not that I am complaining. In between work, drinks, school, and sleep I haven’t been able to do my laundry. The choice came this morning, I could either re wear a pair of panties, which I can still smell myself on- I need to stop playing with myself at work- or I could go sans panties. So, I ran out of the house toast in my mouth, coffee and files in my hands all san panties.
I showed up for work thinking that everyone would notice. But as I continued no one glanced my way more than usual. Walking from desk to desk I could feel the seam of my pants rubbing my clit. I was determined to ignore the sweet rhythmic massage, I had things to do. But it was at the forefront of my mind all day. I thought about running to the restroom to relive myself of the tension but every time I thought I would have a few minutes I would get called to do this or that.
3:30 rolled around, only an hour and half left and maybe sooner because all I had left was the meeting. I strode over slowly, now enjoying teasing myself, letting it build up. I could feel my abs tensing, tingling where my legs meet my groin. I sit down on the far left in the front preparing for my boss’ usual spiel. But today was my lucky day. His son was presenting. He strode in with his fine tailored suit. I could see him flexing under his jacket and his ass in those pants when he turned to put his stuff on the desk. What I would do to be on that des- “Hello everyone” His voice resonates in my chest. I quickly forget to take notes as I listen to his voice imagining it was next to my ear. I feel myself adjusting so my pants can rub as I sit. But I am having a hard time focusing on much. I am getting so close. He comes over to me and asked to use me as an example. Shit what has he been talking about? Proper attire for the work place. Perfect. He asks me to walk up and down showing off my wonderfully tailored pants and top. Little does he know this is all I needed to push me so damn close. As I walked my pants rode up further and further putting more pressure on my wet clit and dripping pussy. He touched my arm to telling us that was it for the meeting and asked me to stay after. My heart skipped a beat. He knows. This turned me on even more.
To be continued…

I like to write but it is much easier to write when I have an idea. Please give me suggestions, one or two words to include but a couple ideas, they can seem unrelated at the time but I will make sure they are connected in the story. E.g. oranges, flowers, deer. Mwah!

My ass was pushing against his. Our breathing getting heavier and louder. The thought that he was getting hard so close to me made my pussy drip, but there was nothing I could do about it; he had tied our elbows together so that I would have to listen to him moaning and stroking unable to please my growing desire. My hands tingling with fevered energy they move towards my hard nipples, but he feels my shift in weight. His arms oull on my restraints keeping me against his hard sweaty back. My vagina throbs in unison with my pulse… or is it the other way around? I can’t resist any longer, I need to play with myself. The words slip out of my mouth “please, fuck me”. But he doesn’t seem to hear me. His strokes get ever more fevered and pull my arm back with his, holding me tighter against him and forcing a moan from my lips. I feel his muscles start to tighten he is going to cum. Oh god I wish I could see his big cock spew. With a moan of pure pleasure he cums all over himself. As he leans against me he unties my bonds and makes me lick up the mess he made. While I lick his thighs he pulls me into him and I know it is my turn to tease him.

The weather outside is frightful
And my chest is so delightful
So if you nowhere to cum,
Do it here… do it here.. do it here