It seems that day to day we just work and work..this is a little story for you.
The morning rush is on..people squeezing in the elevator. I run into you again the third time this week. The look of your jade green eyes glows as we lock eye to eye.
You’re standing next to your boss, who can’t do anything without your help. You’re trying to get that promotion so you’re at his whim doing everything he asks you to.
I decide to stand behind you and you can feel my warm breath behind your neck. I notice you’re wearing your usual black skirt business as usual. As I look down I see that you’re wearing a white lace underwear. You turn around and give me a look..a look begging for pleasure and ecstasy.
I move closer to you and run my left hand down your thigh eventually inside your skirt, the elevator is packed and it keeps stopping floor to floor.
My finger starts to rub your moist tender pussy over your underwear. Dripping and moist I can feel that you’re begging for more. I can see you’re enjoying it since I can see your left hand slightly gripping your thigh…boss looks over to you and you fix your demeanor quickly.