Now.
Reading bandant's recent post... I thought I would write something for her. Shes quite the writer, and Im more than a little aroused after reading her last post.
The email you got was simple and brief, for you to meet me here at this time, this place. Wear a skirt. That was it.
You arrived, only a few minutes late, traffic was a bitch, I know. I took your hand and led you into the building, ignoring any and all questions you had. I simply looked at you and smiled.
We exited the elevator on the 31st floor, meeting rooms of all shapes and sizes. All vacant. All waiting to be used... Waiting to be filled. Its a feeling Ive no doubt you are familiar with.
Through the corridors I led you here, to this corner, hidden away, almost private but not quite. We are alone but someone could turn the corner at any moment. But they wont. Not at this hour. Not today.
The view of the city is breathtaking from here. Looking at the rest of the skyscrapers towering over the people and the streets. I love it up here. Its so peaceful. Im glad you are here with me now. Now.
Now I walk up behind you and put my arms around your waist, kissing your ear, telling how beautiful you are, and making no attempt to hide my cock pushing through my jeans against your perfectly rounded ass, hidden only by the skirt I asked you to wear. I kiss your neck as I grab at your tits, no time or room for subtlety here. No time for romance. I want you. Now.
Now my hands find their way down and under your skirt. You tell me yes and call me god a half dozen times before your panties hit the floor. One finger works your slit, feeling your juices build quickly, while the other undoes my pants and pulls my cock out through my boxers.
Now I pull myself close, oh so very close to you. The head of my cock enters you, throbbing. Ive been thinking on this for months, and here we are, now. Now. You with me. With me inside you. You are hot, so very hot. I feel you moving around me, your muscles, your body, your breath, your life.
My thrusts are short and sweet, in and out, keeping it simple. Keeping it in. I wrap my arms around you as I see your own hand dart for your clit. I watch it, watch your hand move, watch your eyes roll back into your head. So many things you think I dont see, but I do. I love watching you. Feeling you through my eyes...
I feel you start to tremble and I know I wont last. I feel you tense and shudder, and my legs tighten as I release my load inside you. Im actually cumming so hard that I cant breathe for a moment, holding you so close, so tight. I feel you go limp in my arms, and I hold you up, and I breathe again into your ear. I can breathe again, now.
This is actually a fantasy of mine I never got to do at a place I used to work. Sad business. Im kinda glad I got to play it out somewhere. Lord knows its been rolling around in my head for close to 3 years.
The email you got was simple and brief, for you to meet me here at this time, this place. Wear a skirt. That was it.
You arrived, only a few minutes late, traffic was a bitch, I know. I took your hand and led you into the building, ignoring any and all questions you had. I simply looked at you and smiled.
We exited the elevator on the 31st floor, meeting rooms of all shapes and sizes. All vacant. All waiting to be used... Waiting to be filled. Its a feeling Ive no doubt you are familiar with.
Through the corridors I led you here, to this corner, hidden away, almost private but not quite. We are alone but someone could turn the corner at any moment. But they wont. Not at this hour. Not today.
The view of the city is breathtaking from here. Looking at the rest of the skyscrapers towering over the people and the streets. I love it up here. Its so peaceful. Im glad you are here with me now. Now.
Now I walk up behind you and put my arms around your waist, kissing your ear, telling how beautiful you are, and making no attempt to hide my cock pushing through my jeans against your perfectly rounded ass, hidden only by the skirt I asked you to wear. I kiss your neck as I grab at your tits, no time or room for subtlety here. No time for romance. I want you. Now.
Now my hands find their way down and under your skirt. You tell me yes and call me god a half dozen times before your panties hit the floor. One finger works your slit, feeling your juices build quickly, while the other undoes my pants and pulls my cock out through my boxers.
Now I pull myself close, oh so very close to you. The head of my cock enters you, throbbing. Ive been thinking on this for months, and here we are, now. Now. You with me. With me inside you. You are hot, so very hot. I feel you moving around me, your muscles, your body, your breath, your life.
My thrusts are short and sweet, in and out, keeping it simple. Keeping it in. I wrap my arms around you as I see your own hand dart for your clit. I watch it, watch your hand move, watch your eyes roll back into your head. So many things you think I dont see, but I do. I love watching you. Feeling you through my eyes...
I feel you start to tremble and I know I wont last. I feel you tense and shudder, and my legs tighten as I release my load inside you. Im actually cumming so hard that I cant breathe for a moment, holding you so close, so tight. I feel you go limp in my arms, and I hold you up, and I breathe again into your ear. I can breathe again, now.
This is actually a fantasy of mine I never got to do at a place I used to work. Sad business. Im kinda glad I got to play it out somewhere. Lord knows its been rolling around in my head for close to 3 years.