thinking of you while im home alone
thinking of you while im home alone
There was a knock at her door. “Hey, Lani!”
"Hi, D! Time for lunch?" She always looked forward to spending time with her partner in crime.
"Well, I’ve got something to show you…" he said, mysteriously. D entered her office then deliberately shut the door. Her curiosity was piqued.
"So, what’s the big secret?"
"Open my Tumblr."
Lani complied and then giggled when she saw what he had reblogged.
"I’ve got the dice right here, pretty girl."
"Okay, buddy. But if I roll, so do you. Deal?"
Lani came from behind her desk, plopped into D’s lap, then stuck her tongue out at him as she fished in his suit pocket. She found the dice, blew on them for good luck, then dropped them on her worktable.
"5 and 4? This is my lucky day!" She slowly eased out of D’s lap and leaned over her desk, giving him a very nice view of her perky ass, taut, tan thighs, and lacy black panties as she rummaged around in a desk drawer.
Then she turned around, pink vibe in hand, grinning.
"You didn’t say I couldn’t use a toy!"
D laughed, shaking his head, already stroking his hardening cock through his trousers. Just then they heard colleagues talking in the hallway and Lani froze. Her door wasn’t locked!
"What are you waiting for, slut? Give me a show!"
Lani leaned back against the desk, slipping the vibe between her legs. She stared into D’s eyes, one hand reaching into her blouse to cup a lush breast, then licked her lips. She was bucking her hips slowly, building it, loving how ridiculous it was to be playing like this in her own office, how hot it was to be ordered to cum. She turned the vibe up another notch and whimpered softly.
"Are you close, dirty girl? Hike up your skirt, now!"
Lani was facing the door. If anyone walked in, she’d be mortified. But she was so hot she didn’t really care now, rolling her nipple between her fingers, pushing the vibe hard against her greedy clit. She was so wet, so close, so close—
D stood and grabbed her hair, pulling her in tight to him. “Cum now, slut!” he whispered, and she came hard, biting her lip, never losing eye contact. He kissed her sweetly then took the vibe away.
He sat back down in the chair, and positioned her on the desk in front of him, legs spread wide.
"Now, give me a real show, little girl. I want to see you working your fingers into that slick, tight hole, pinching that fat clit…"
Lani was purring with lust and adrenalin, eager to comply. D’s licking his lips as he gazed at her shamelessness egged her on, and as she opened her legs wider. Her office smelled of pussy. She was such a slutty mess.
"Like this, Daddy?" she cooed, stroking her soft wet lips, teasing lightly. It wasn’t going to take very long, she knew, and she wanted this to last. She pushed two fingers in nice and slow, and groaned with D at the lasciviously squishy sounds she was making as she fingerfucked herself.
"Jesus!" she sighed, easing in a third finger, as she began stroking her swollen clit. She fell backwards onto her desk, legs shaking, trying to edge just a bit longer, but it was all just too good. Lani came a second time, her cunt gripping her three fingers tightly, face flushed with pleasure—and naughty triumph. She held her glistening fingers to D, and he licked them hungrily, as he eased her upright.
"That was very good, little girl. We need to do this more often!"
Lani giggled, then handed him the dice.
They both looked to see what he had rolled.
"2 and 5, D! This really is my lucky day!” Lani looked him over with a predatory eye, plotting.
D grinned sheepishly, his cock hard in his hand. She’d never let him out of it! And he didn’t want her to.
But just where would he be performing this afternoon? And for whom?
Part 2 coming up!…
(photo credit: https://www.flickr.com/photos/theonlyblacksnowleopard/with/10782161975/ )
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