Suit Shopping [MF]

Wandering around the men's department you take in all suits we have to offer here at Saks. Reaching up with your hand strokes each jacket testing the feel of the wool on your fingertips. I saunter up in a tight black pencil skirt hugging every curve. You can't take your eyes off my frame until you notice the pair of bright red paten leather skyscraper heels. These shoes say fuck me all over them…

I ask you, "Is there something I can help you with, sir?” You tell me you're in the market for a new suit, but aren't sure of your measurements. Being the professional woman I am I ask you if you would be more comfortable with a gentleman assisting you today to which you respond…"No need to call anyone else to assist you look capable"

First we look at the selection we have, you tell me color choices and fabrics you like while I am already undressing you in my head. Once we have an idea of your style I tell you we need to go into the back to take your measurements. I pull out my tape and start with your neck. Turn around bending over slightly so you can get a good look at me ass Jot down your number and ask you to spread your arms out.

Alone Time [F][mast][M]

Alone at last. How often do I get a quiet house with no worries? I turn on some music as the sexy bluesy voice of Joss Stone plays throughout the apartment I slip into my little yoga shorts and a tank top. It's unseasonably warm for November and I'm not planning on leaving the house.

I'm gently swaying to the music singing along wildly out of key, not that the cat cares. My tummy grumbles so I head to the kitchen. Cooking is a passion that I don't take lightly. Finding the right partner within the dish is also a thrill. It's like finding spark of attraction between ingredients. You wonder will this merging be a tasteful explosion on your tongue or will this be a pizza delivery night.

As I shift through the kitchen on the hunt for my tangle of flavors this evening I reach for the wine. Long days and no time for yourself can be taxing. I pour half a glass of the rich red I have on hand. I lift the glass to my mouth and allow the liquid to pool on my tongue. The notes hit my tastebuds with a rush of excitement. Quickly taking another sip I know this night is just what I needed.

Awakening [F] [mast]

I awoke with a start. Breathing heavily, I wipe the sleep from my eyes. As I try to steady my breathing and calm my racing heart I ponder what just happened. Is it possible for a female orgasm during a dream? That's what you are, right? My mind stills for a moment and I realize my bare thighs are warm and wet and there's an aching in my center that I am all to familiar with. I reach down and discover that my plump pussy is ripe do very ripe for the taking. I run two fingers through my folds and my inner walls clench tightly. I bring my fingers up to my mouth and sample the succulent juices this erotic fruit has presented to me.

The Bath

Lying back in the tub soaking my tired body steam rising from the bath water with the sent of lavender lingering in the air. My hair is piled up to the top of my head leaving the column of my tender neck completely exposed. The bathroom door is cracked slightly, just enough for you to see me in the mirror without being detected. The water level is right up to my breasts. At this moment my nipples are formed into tight pink buds of arousal. I take a deep breath drawing your attention to those sinfully hard nips, and sink further down into the tub. It's been a long day, all those meetings and never-ending conference calls. I need a stiff drink and a stiff cock to help me relax.

My long silky leg partially covered in bubbles hangs over one side of the tub. I run my hand over the delicate skin of my thick thigh and moan. I didn't realize how frustrated I had been. It's been months without any sexual attention. I reach for my glass of wine and take a long lingering sip. Your eyes catch my pink lips pressing on the glass and you take a steadying breath. I place the glass back on the side of the tub and slowly lick the droplet of dark red wine from my lips. You groan inwardly imagining what that soft velvety tongue and those supple lips would feel like around your hard throbbing cock.