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All Work and No Play Makes Me ... Horny!
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Feb 15, 2012 7:10 pm
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It was just an ordinary Friday at the office, with everyone a little more relaxed now that the week was almost done. My gig as a consultant with a software firm located in the building was coming to an end, and I was coming in to wrap things up before the weekend. It had been a great gig, and my only twinge of regret was I wouldn’t get to see the company’s owner every day.
For over 3 weeks, I’d been watching him every chance I got. He was always dressed impeccably, and spent a lot of time talking with the guys in the IT department. Fortunately, I had lots of excuses to visit the IT department during my consulting work with the firm, and if a day went by where I didn’t get to ogle him, I felt the disappointment down to my toes, with an ache between my legs that didn’t seem really warranted, given we had never spoken more than 20 words to each other.
Oh, but those eyes of his! Whenever we had a meeting together or were in the same room with each other, he stared at me with an intensity that I was sure everyone in the room could feel. My general policy is not to mix business with pleasure, but I had decided to make an exception where he was concerned.
Conveniently, I spotted him heading toward the elevators that Friday morning as I arrived, so I darted ahead and entered the elevator just behind him. I looked up and smiled at him, and was rewarded with the most beautiful smile in return.
Encouraged, I asked him if I might meet with him before I left for the day, to wrap up my consulting work and brief him on everything that had been accomplished.
“Of course, Ms. Walters, let’s plan to meet in my office this morning,” he responded. And then he fixed me with one of those intense looks of his, like he was looking right into my soul.
Suddenly uncomfortable, I mumbled “certainly” and turned to face the elevator door for the ride up to the 16th floor. He was standing right behind me, and I could feel his eyes still on me – so hot! And I don’t know what came over me, but as we stopped on the 3rd floor to let more people on, I took a small step backward to stand nearer to him, purposefully invading his space and rubbing my ass against him ever so gently.
I heard him take a deep breath, but he didn’t move away or say anything. So when more people joined us on 6th floor, I started gently swaying my ass against his crotch, ever so slightly – not dirty dancing grinding, but just enough to let him know that my movements were purposeful. I risked a glace up at him over my shoulder, and noticed he was staring down at me, one eyebrow raised as if questioning my sanity.
When we arrived at the 16th floor, I started to step forward to get off the elevator when I felt his hand come round to grab my waist, pulling me back firmly against him, his lips next to my ear and only one word, “stay.” A command, not a request.
Now it was my turn to take a deep breath. By the 20th floor, everyone else on the elevator had departed. As the doors closed, he leaned forward, reaching around me to press the “stop” button. Then, turning to face me, he smiled – oh … gorgeous, heart-skip-a-beat smile, stepped close to me and slid the shoulder strap of my bag gently off my shoulder, trailing his fingers down my arm as he moved to place it on the floor. Still smiling, he took each of my hands in his and pressing very close against me raised them both above my head, bracing them against the elevator’s back wall.
Leaning down to so I could feel his breath on my cheek, he said, “Ms. Walters, it seems you are in a very playful mood today.”
“mmm – yes,” I replied, not sounding completely confident, now that he had called my bluff. But those intense eyes were on me again, looking into mine for any sign of disagreement, so I smiled and said, “I thought you’d never notice.”
"I'm glad to hear that," he said, "you've been teasing me with your low-cut blouses and tight skirts every day since you arrived." With that, he had both of my wrists in one hand over my head, the entire length of his body pressed against mine and his mouth searing mine with a hot, urgent kiss. Three weeks worth of sexual tension between us exploded, and my body responded by arching my pussy up against him, feeling his hardness, my mouth returning his kiss, our tongues entwined.
A low moan escaped his throat and he pulled back from me. “We need to go somewhere more private,” he said. I thought the elevator was pretty private, but then I realized that it wouldn’t be long before someone noticed we were stopped on the 20-1/2 floor and sent help.
As he pulled away from me, I could see his very firm erection tenting the front of his slacks, and I could feel my juices starting to cream my panties at the thought of having him.
He released the stop button and pressed the button for the 29th floor – the top floor of the building. We rode in silence, me breathing hard, wondering what I’d gotten myself into, but also so horny I didn’t really care.
We came to a stop at the 29th floor, and he grabbed my hand and led me out of the elevator. I gave him a questioning look, eyeing his still very hard erection, and he said, “don’t worry – there’s no one up here.”
He led me into the conference room, which had the most amazing view of the city skyline. He shut the door, and turned to face me. “Strip for me, Ms. Walters. Slowly,” he said.
Ordinarily this attitude would have pissed me off, but I was so horny and ready for him, I decided to play along. I slowly ran my hands over my ample breasts, stopping to tease my nipples a bit, licking my lips to show him I was going to make this interesting for both of us. As I ran my hands down the length of my body, I watched as he unzipped his pants and slid them off, along with his briefs. Sitting in one of the conference chairs so I could see him, he began to stroke the length of his cock with one hand while watching me begin to remove my clothing.
Taking my blouse and skirt off slowly, I could tell he was getting more excited. I walked toward him, never taking my eyes off him, wearing just my bra, panties, garter and hose. I placed my foot on the chair next to him and leaned forward so he could see the wetness on my panties. Dipping one hand inside the waistband of my panties, I began to play with my clit, my head dropped back so he could watch my pleasure.
Taking my hand out of my waistband, I brought my fingers up to his mouth and he greedily sucked my juices, moaning while he did so. I was so turned on and ready for him by this time! I undid my garters and removed my panties and hose quickly. Turning around and placing my hands on the conference table in front of me, I glanced over my shoulder and said, “take me.”
He was on his feet and inside me within seconds, barely giving me a chance to realize what had happened. I felt his thick cock pounding deep inside my pussy, and I began to ride him, as he pumped, his hands reaching around in front of me to grasp my breasts and squeeze my nipples through the sheer fabric of my bra.
“Fuck me harder, baby,” I cried out as he growled behind me, ramming his hard cock inside me. “I’m so close,” I panted. “Cum for me baby,” he said, as we climaxed together, our orgasms exploding, feeling his hot cum coat my inner walls before collapsing together on top of the conference table.
We stayed like that for a minute or two, catching our breath. Then I felt him kissing my shoulders, my back, playing with my hair. I twisted around to look at him, and asked, “are you ready for round 2?”
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Welcome to Seductive Energy!
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Feb 5, 2012 12:39 pm
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Thanks for stopping by!
What's Seductive Energy, you ask?
You know that feeling you get when you spot someone across the room, your eyes meet, and you know you want them?
Or the fantasies that go on in your head about things you'd love to experience with that hot someone?
Or when just thinking about sexual adventures you've had in the past make you so horny you can hardly sit still?
That's Seductive Energy.
This blog is my little spot on the web to share my thoughts and experiences on all of the above, and to connect with other like-minded horny men and women to hear what you think about it all.
Thanks for visiting, and check back for more soon!
Cayla
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