in her"in"basket (closed for katiesub)

[IARainman]

(a continuation of an ongoing discovery)

Having just actually touched for the first time, I tell you to lock your office door. Most of the staff are gone for lunch, but still, it seems prudent. As you rise from your chair, you run your hands over my suited chest and brush your full breasts against me. My neatly pressed dress shirt isn't the only thing stiff you note as you resist the urge to stop and kiss me and you move toward the door. I soak in the sight of your soft shoulders, covered in white satin and the subtle sway of your luscious ass moving away from me. I hear the click of the lock and you turn on a heel, a sly smirk on your face. "stand here,"I announce, pointing to a spot in the middle of the room. "The top,"I state simply. No verb is needed, your fingers go to the top button, the one that has been the last defense in the modesty of your cleavage all morning. You stare at me as your hands move down, a button at a time, you pull the blouse free of your skirt and shrugging drop it to the floor.

"Now the skirt,"I add. Your hands move behind your back pushing your breasts forward as you reach for the zipper. Lowering it, you let the skirt drop to the floor. "what the fuck am I doing?"is the thought racing through your head. Sure, you've always dreamed of getting something going with me, but here you are, standing in the middle of your own office, dressed only in matching white lace-trimmed bra and panties a white silk camisole black stockings and heels that make you feel all too sexy for work.and a shudder of uncertainty moves through you.

 

[IARainman]

I stand, remove my jacket and place it neatly on a chair. I step toward you and start you circle you admiring you, not unlike the way a wolf"admires" a trapped rabbit. I touch your cheek with a finger, feel your soft skin. I trace a line down your neck, across the top of one breast, then leisurely down the line that comprises your cleavage. I touch your arm as I circle. When I move behind you, you feel a hand glide up one thigh then light grasp a soft full buttock. Softly, I grasp your shoulders and rub slightly, then taking a finger of each hand I lower the straps of the camisole, letting them drop down your arms. From behind you I treasure your arms out of the dangling straps and place then outstretched above your head. No words are needed, you understand this is where your hands are to stay until moved by me or instructed otherwise..

As l circle in front of you, I loosen the tie from my neck, place it over your eyes and tie it in place. We both know it's stupidly cliche, but damn it, it works. I want your other senses heightened. "God damn it!"you think,"why doesn't he just bends me over the chair and fuck me? I need something,now!" But you lips don't betray your thoughts. You feel a hand lazily caress the fabric that covers your full hot tits, your nipples become more erect in response. You feel my hands reach for your shoulders and push the bra straps down. You feel the cups droop under the weight of your tits as they nearly spill out of the unsupported cups. Suddenly you feel one hand green the bra front and yank it down while the other slaps across your tit flesh in three fast firm swipes. You feel a tingle rush to your pussy and it stops a suddenly as it occured.

You feel me circle behind you, my hands touch your hands then slowly slide down your up-stretched arms, then to your sides, before finally coming to rest, firmly grasping your stinging titties. You feel me massage them firmly as a telltale lump insinuates itself in your back.my thumbs and fore fingers fund your nipples and twirl them lightly. Your pussy, already damp, responds with almost dripping wetness and a moan escapes your lips.

 

[IARainman]

You feel me reach between our bodies and remove my belt and you ready yourself for what may come next. You feel the looped leather slide up a thigh and linger at the flesh that is displayed belowtheedge of your pretty, and now very wet panties. You feel it move across your back and around the tender skin of your sides. You feel the stuff edge as it flicks at your nipples, then retreats behind you again. You feel me reach for first one hand and then the other and i bring them down and behind your back. You feel the loop of leather wrap around your wrists and the tug ass the restraint is pulled firm.

I circle around in front of you and you feel a hand on a shoulder, urging you downward. Obediently, you kneel. Softly you feel the wet precum kiss of my cock head on your cheek. You open your mouthto accept it, but you feel it ranching a damp trail over your pretty face before finally coming to rest at your lips.

So many hours I've set in meetings, staring at the subtle offerings of cleavage you've displayed, wondering hire those soft lips would feel wrapped around my cock. And now I'm about to find out.