Special Valentine's Party

Merelan

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Ding. There is was too late now. I had sent the email asking him to the party. Now if he was interested I would know for sure. If not. Then well. I would look like a fool,again.

My name is Wendy, and I work here. In this tiny cubicle, answering your phone calls about health insurance and what it does and does not cover. Don't bitch at me about it. I hate the job. But it pays the bills, and gives me time for my other avtivities. Finding myself a decent man is the first.
Over the last couple years I have dated, and slept with, some winners. Let me tell you. Some absolute jerks, geeks, you name it. One even wanted to wear my panties.
Now I am kinky, love good sex, fun, would love a threesome, but not with a man who wears a pink thong and lacey bra. Somehow my man, my dream man, would die before ever thinking that.
I think I met him, or at least a candidate for it. He works here too, though he is one of the bosses, and that email I just sent may cost me my job. No bother, I can always get another one. But please God, let him accept. I had sent him an invitation to a Valentine's party. I think he likes me, he acts like it. And I have caught him staring at me, and down my shirt when I let him. But then again. Did I want just another sexual encounter. No. Not really. I could have all of those I want. I wanted a man, a real man. A man who would sweep me off my feet, love me, worship me, think I was wonderful and divine. Love mind blowing sex, in all it's variations and love watching me with others, male and female.
That was the kicker. I had met men that said they did, till it came right down to it. Then they ranted and raved and off I sent them. I am not one to be tied down to one person.
His name?
Frank. He is tall, dark and handsome. And if I miss my guess, shoot me, but I think he is hung too. I have seen him shift it sometimes, when he doesn't think anyone is watching. And his mouth was made for loving, and loving me. It had been so long since I have had decent oral sex. Somehow Frank's mouth made my pussy wet thinking about it. And his hands, his hands were strong and gentle, yet, kind of rough. I lay at night imagining what they would feel like rubbing over my nipples. He is a good boss too, cares about us and what we are doing. Believes we are doing good for the consumer. Right. Idealistic, but what the hell. And when Rhonda, the girl in the office next to mine was so pregnant her chair hurt her, he bought her a special one, out of his own pocket for her.

See why I like him?

And his ass. dear Mother of Mercy. His ass. So tight and sexy. I want to bite it, I swear I will the next time he is in and climbing my desk to change a lightbulb. Yes, instead of bothering maintenance, he did it for me.
Sweet? It took all my will power not to ravish him right then. His cock was inches from my face. I was so flushed, and my mouth went dry thinking about it, and trying to control myself.

God, I hoped I was right, and the attraction was more then just a mere attraction.
 
Frank

I check my e-mail several times a day. Today alkonf with a bunch of Spam ads and a few routine items, was an e-mail from a sourrce I didnt readily reciognize. Usually I just delete them, thinking it is an ad for a credit card or a free cellular phone, but fortunately I checked it out.

A Valentine Party- how nice- and even nicer when reading through the in vitation I realized who had sent it. One of ther girls in the office, on whom I'sd had my eye since the day she started work for the company. She is cute as hell and I spent as much time hoverin g around her as I thought I could get away with, withouyt offendin g her or the other girls, and especially without getting accused of sexual harassment.

I didnt know how Id ever pull it off in the light of comnpany policy about open fraternization between supervisors and their subordinates, byut I responded immediately telling her to look on her desk in the morning for my answer.

En route to the office I stopped to pick up a vase, a bouquet of flowers, and a card, on which I wrote three letters YES.

I wanted to get to know her better - a lot better, and hopefully get my hands, mouth and tongue all over her, as I fantacized in my bed more than once.
 
I hadn't heard a word, then his email saying the answer would be on my desk. In the morning I was early, an hour early. impatient to see.
Nothing. Maybe, maybe an email. Checking my line. nothing.
Almost in tears, was this the way he said no?
Then the clock caught my eye. Geesh. Of course. I was early and he wasn't due yet. yikes.
Slipping off the the cafe for some coffee, and a bagel. I would wait there. Not allowing myself to peek, not even once.
 
Frank

Arriving at the office I looked around and didnt see her, but I was a few minutes early on purpose. I crept over to her cubicle and saw that things had been moved, so I guessed that maybe she had been there, but she was nowhere to be seen now.

I put the flowers and water in the vase, and set it on her desk, with the card propped against it, and went in to my office and started drinking some coffee Id drawn from the pot in our break room. I was reading the Wall Steet Journal when I looked up and saw her coming in, through the window in my office. There was no privacy here - this was intentional so there would be no question of sexual harassment if I met with an employee in here. Didnt want any accusations like that , but I sure thought about it with her many times.

When I got too horny Id just go into a stall in the men's room and take care of myself, wishing she were there with me. Oh Wendy, my secret love, I was so excited about the Valentine's party invitation.
 
Returnig to the desk I saw the flowers and the simple note.

YES.
It screamed out to me. he would? He would attend. Sitting I was amazed. Part of me screaming and running around, wanting to tell everyone here. The other, the outward part, opening my files and starting the day.

Yes.

Yes.
Yes.


Over and over I read the note. The flowers filled the tiny room with scent, overwhelming me with their beauty. My neighboring office workers arriving and joshing me, teasing me, trying to find my admirer.

Before lunch he had to ring me a file I had mistyped. I longed to touch him, tell him it was his fault. Our eyes met and I knew, he knew. The flowers blooming so brightly, the note sitting there still.

Yes. But not a word spoken about it, for ears were listening, they always listened.
 
Frank

Finally I found an excuse to go to her desk. The file had been here for several days, and before taking it back to her I paperclipped a short note asking her to meet me at a certain bar at 6 PM tonight after work. It was an out of the way location, but I knew where she lived - I'd cruised the neighborhood many times hoping to get a glimpse of her - hope against hope-

I got the address from her personnel file- absolutely illegal-but no one would ever know - and now this invitation - I didnt even have to ask directions!

But the bar was convenient for her, and hopefully we could meet and talk about the invitation. When she took the file from my hand she was on a phone call, but looked at me after reading the handwritten note, and nodded her agreement. On a cloud I flew back to my desk and accomplished nothing, other than to think up romantic things to say to her tonight.
 
I was late to the bar, and then when I got there, I recognized two of the cars. from girls from work. Damn it. I couldn't go in there. They would know.
Instead I went home, and called the bar. Having him paged.
"Frank, it's me. Glenda and Laurie are there. I can't Frank. You would be fired. I am home. How about meeting me here instead? All I have is wine, or fruit juice. Is that okay?"
Hanging up and doing a quick cleaning, making sure it was half straightened, and my private things hidden. Looking around quickly. Suddenly realizing what I had done. Invited him here. Oh God.
 
Frank

I arrived atthe bar plenty early and ordered a drink.Sitting at a table where I could watch for Wendy to enter, I suddenly saw two ladies from the office walk in. Thety spotted me, and walked over to the table. All I could do was unvite them to join me, and buy them each a drink. They asked if I hung out in there a lot, and I asaid it was my first time there.They lived nearby too, which put me on my guard, but I was worried that Wendy would walk inand find me there,and it could get embarassing

Then there was a page to come to the bar for a phone call. They handed me a cordless phone, and it was Wendy.She said she'd driven by and had seen their car which she recognized, since she knew them. She invited me to her place and hung up, without even giving me directions.

So I took my leave after finishuibg ny drinkand saying goodbye to the twio women,and left, stopping at a deli to pick up some take-out food, knkwing Wendy hardly expected a dinner guesr, and it was a lot safer than meeting in a public restaurant where we might see someone we knew from the office.

Arriving at her door, I rang the bell and she answered, letting me in. She had a glass od wine in her hand, and poured me one too, taking th sack of groceries and putting them down. We looked at each other and she didnt even ask how I knew where to find her. She didnt knkw I had cruised by frequently, joping for two things:

First, to get a glimpse of her behind that curtained front window, and second, that I wouldnt see some half dressed guy stagger out atan early morning hour.

Sitting down she told me about herself, and I liked all I heard.She had broken up with a live-on lover and moved here to get away from him, taking the job with out company. She said she had taken a liking to me right away, but didnt know how to break the ice without causing a priblem in the office. Ther valenmtine invitation came to mind. Ir wasnt discussed again, as I told her I liked her from the start too, and we both knew there would be no ice to break between us ever again.
 
He showed up with food. Taking it I remarked how thoughtful he was.
"As usual Frank, thinking of others. It was what I first noticed about you." There was no way I was admitting that actually what I first noticed was his ass, bent over the copier trying to fix it.
At least not right now I wasn't.
Sitting we chatted. me mostly. He was so good at drawing me out. I sipped my wine, rather too quickly. But I was so nervous. He was so sexy, and sweet, and everything a girl could want. Then the phone rang.
"I have t answer that, my machine is broken." It was one ofthe girls from work. one of the ones fromt he pub in fact. They wanted to talk about seeing him there. Shit. I coudn't tell them to shut up, and I tried being subtle, but they had been drinking. They went on about his eyes, his ass, how he had bought them drinks, then left. Was so sweet, so shy. I was blushing now, sure he could hear every word, they were still at the pub, so were shouting. Finally, seeing his smile, knowing he had heard the comment about his ass and wouldn't I just like to bite it sometime. I interrupted.

"Listen ladies. I am entertaining right now, yes, a man. So buzz off. Have a nice night and we will talk tomorrow, of course I plan on sharing details. But he is cooling down even aswe speak." Hanging up I couldn't meet his eyes, my back to him.
Takling a deep breath, the music. Yeah, change the music. I slipped to the stereo togive myself time to think and catch my breath. Flipping on a cd I had made for those nights I was alone. A deep, slow beat.
 
Frank

She changed the music to a slow famniliar romantic song. She was standing on a linoleum kitchen floor. When she turned aroun d I was riught there to take her in my arms and start dancing with her. She snuggled in close an d we fit so well together. It felt so good to finally hold her and squeeze her hand

When the song ended and before the next one started, we looked into each other's eyes. I couldnt resist- I kissed her. She kissed me back and our tongues met in their own little dance.

As the next song started, anothetr slow romantic number, we moved agaiun, this time with hy hand up and down her back, including a pat on her ass which brought a little gasp into my ear from her mouth so nearby. She turned her head and kissed my cheek, holding the back of my neck with her hand. I wanted her- I wanted her a lot and soon. I then kissed her again and our hands were suddenly all over each other, she running hers up and down my chest, and mine holding her ass close in to my pelvis, with my hard-on pressed against her.

We both knew we had found love that we had needed and missed. But, we took a break and started to dish up some food to give us a chance to cool down and realize what we were doing and where we were going.
 
Next thing i knew we were dancing. In a whirlwind I was in his arms, pressed against him. his hands stroking me, guiding me. Then our lips met. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I wanted to rip his clothes off, make hi make love to me. But he pulled away. I felt lost, forlorn. But he wasa hngry, and, I realized, so was I.
We sat and ate, chating about work, his life, my life. Nothing, everything. Everything but what had just happened. We danced around that. But our hands met, a couple times, passing the food. Our eyes shone with our desire. but I wanted to be more then a fuck.
I wanted love, romance. Had I found it?
 
Frank and Wendy

We nibbled, talked, laughed and enjioyed each oither's company. It was so nice to be together in other than the work setting. Here we were private and didnt have to worry about big ears and big eyes- we could be ourselves and act that way. She told me that phone call was from the girls in the bar, telling her they had seen and had a drink with me. Wendy didnt tell me that I was the sex object in the office, but with the glint in her eye and the way she phrased it, I sort of got the impression that other ladies had their eye on me too, but now - to no avail as I had found the one that interested me.

Soon we were feeding each other tidbits of our dinner. Finally I just put down the fork, leaned over and kissed her, and told her I wanted another dance. I wanted my hands on her, and even more than that - I wanted toi go right to the dessert we both wanted

She rose from the table and we danced again in her small kitchen. Our arms wrapped around each other, we rocked to the music and kissed again and again, our tongues intertwined, and tasted dinner- I whispered "Wendy, I want you- lets have some dessert"
 
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I want you. He wanted me. My mind screamed it aloud as we danced again. I was shaking. He wanted me. I moaned as his hands started unoing my top. Yes. Oh yes. My body instantly aware of every move, every touch.
Want's me.
"No." Pulling away. "Please. It is too fast. I. I can't. Please." Turning to clean up the dishes and set them in the sink. Trembling, wondering at my words.
I meant them. I would not just be his plaything. I wanted him, more then I had ever wanted a man. But if there was a chance, however slight, that he could want me foreevr. Iw asn't going to lose it by a quick fuck. No. He, and I would have to wait.
"It's getting late Frank." trying not to sound harsh. Taking his hand, staring into his eyes. "Please. I need to think, to understand this." Dicking away from his kiss. No, if he kissed me again, I would surrender.
"Come to my Valentine's Party, be my Valentine. Then we can talk. Please." Willing him to understand. To be the man I thought he was. The kind, gentle, understanding man. The one who wanted me too. As more then a toy.
 
Frank

"sweetheart, you know I'll be here. Will you be my Valentine? I understand- you feel as I do but dont want to rush it. But how will we get through the next few days at the office? especially with those girls from the bar making their comments. Let's be sure to keep our secret as long as we can OK?"

"May I at least kiss you goodnight?"


"I'll see you in the morning but what about tomorrow night?"
"
"I want to be with you., but like being with you privately where we dont have to worry about someone finding us, until we are ready to be found. "

"None of them know where I live. Will you come to my place after work tomorrow?"
 
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I pushed him from me, again telling myself that if he kissed me. Oh his lips, those sweet lips.
"No, if you kiss me. I." Holding one hand up, instead of shaking it, he kissedit. Each finger, then the palm.
Snatching it back.
"No." The hurt in his eyes too much. Clutching him close. "Please go Frank. I have no control. I want you to stay, yet. I need, need to understand." My words belying what my body was telling him, pressed against his hardness. Pushing awaya again.
Oh God. Nothing mattered but this need. If he pleaded, touched me one more time, I would give in and fuck him right here in the hallway.
 
Frank and Wendy

I held her close. I wanted her so much.I couldbnt believe she told me to leave. And she didnt answer me when I asked her about tomorrow night

I didnt know what to do, but I wouldnt let go. My erection pressed against her,My hand was on the back of her neck caressing her. I wanted to kiss her, buyt she told me to leave.

Did she have someone else coming over and wanted to get rid of me?

What was I to do? I just stood there holding her while the tears dripped down my face
 
The he cried. My hand reached out wiping them away, and soon I was back in his arms.
"Stay with me, stay now. Make love to me. I don't care if it's only for tonight. I take what you offer." My hands already undressing him, only knowing I must have his naked body, wipe the tears from his face.
"I only wanted, wanted you to know. But it doesn't matter. Just make love to me, now, while I can touch you. Hold you."
 
Frank and Wendy

I couldnt stop crying. I am so emotional. still withy the btears rushing dwn my face, I kissed her and they were all over her face too. She looked up at me and smiled and I knew we had a deal

With my arm aroiund her I tuirned and we headed down the hall toward her bedroom. When we entere4de we kissed again, this time without the tears, but with the great joy of having found each other. It was her place and her invitation, so after the kiss I just stood there letting her take the lead
 
I led him to the bedroom, but once there he pulled away.
"Please Frank. I don't want to talk. Just make love to me. If this is all you want. It is fine. I want it too. but please. I need you." All the while taking off my clothes, slowly baring my body to him. My bra strap stubboern, I practically ripped it off.
Lifting my breasts to him, playing with the nipples.
"Do these please you?" My hands slipping down and pulling off my pants. "Fuck me Frank. Make me your lover, now." Begging him. Then stripping off his shirt. Tonguing his nipples, biting at his shoulder.
"I burn for you. please." Cupping his crotch with my hand.
 
Frank

I was aghast at her sudden openess.

She was everything I had ever wanted. This turn in her personality was even more exciting, and my reactiion showed it. Again I took her in my arms and told her how happy I was and then kissed her. I led her over to the bed, now naked, and pushed her back so she was sitting. I went to my kees before her, took her jand, and again asked he to be myvalentine - forever. We looked into each other's eyes,and with lust she nodded yes, as as she spread her legs for me. The invitation wasn't refusable, as my face was immediately immersed in her sex, and my tongue in her sweet pussy

She tasted wonderful as I swirled it around with my hands on her ass pulling her toward me. Soon she was laying on her back with her knees in the air, with my tongie still curled into a tight circle, and inhaling her juices and her scent, which I loved and intended to keep loving as long as she would ever have me.

I sucked her clit and suddenly heard a scream and felt her squirming, as she came in myface. I looked upat her face, withg hwer eyes closed, and she was beautiful. To think I had done this for her was verystimulating, as we rested a moment stillin the same positiion, and then I stood and disrobed too.

She slid back to the head of the bed and pulled back the covers. She crawled in and my naked body was right next to her, kissing her and she kissing me and tasting all her sweets tastes from the residue on my face, as her leg went around me and my cock was right up against the place I had just licked.

Looking at me she reached down and took me in her hand and rubbed me against her pussy, and told me how much she wanted me in her.
 
He devoured me and i was cumming before I even knew it. Never had anyone, male or female been so intenst on tasting and pleasuring me orally. Oh god. My hands twisted in the sheeets and I cried out, biting at my lip to keep silent. But his relentlessness won, and i gave in. Scraming as his tongue drove me wild. Then we cuddled, but i wasn't done, his cock was ready. So hot and hard against me. Taking it inmy hand I slid it along my slit. Wet and hot itself. Looking in his eys.
"Fuck me now Frank. I swear if you don't I will die. Please baby. Now."
I had never needed a cock more then this second.
 
Frank and Wendy

I pulled her over on top of me.

She slid right down on my cock and we were together! so warm so hot so wonderful!

we looked into each other's eyes and both knew this was permanent. She wiggled a bit and started raising and lowering herself on me, while she kissed me and tasted all her juices on my face, my lips and my tongue, as we fucked. I was so hot I couldnt hold back. Very soon I reached the point of no return, and so did she. We came together with a rush of fluid, screams and motion, as our simultaneous climaxes reached their peak, and then subsided.

She started to roll off but I held her on top of me while my limp cock tried to escape, but we didnt let it. I just held her tight and wanted to feel her weight on top of me. So close- so intimate - so beautiful. I had never felt so close to anyone ever before and knew I could never again except with her

We kept kissing, and finally I let her move so we were side by side. I told her that tomorrow at the office we would try very hard to be businesslike, but tomorrow night we would sleep together at my place, and we would make decisions about how we wanted to handle our love affair from there. Probably one of us should change jobs so there wouldn't be all that tension in the office,and we could look forward to being together again in the evenings, make love all night and to wake up together in the morning, and then face another day. I knew I wanted to live with her,the only questions being just how we would work out the details
 
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I listened as we lay there. His talk of the future. No, it was too fast. Yet his arms snaked around me and I felt right. This was what I had wanted. His love, his passion. Himself. but, was i ready to be a one man woman.
No. Pulling away I turned, trying to hide my face, almost ready to cry as he lifted it to his, asking what was wrong.

"I, I like you. Alot. I think I love you. But, you need to know something. I like sex, lots of sex. Not just with men." Burying my face in his shoulder, afraid he would push me away and I would lose him.But he deserved my honesty.
 
Frank and Wendy

"Are you telling me you like women too?", I asked

I then said that I thought that was beautiful and wasn't a problem for me. We could take it one day at a time and see how it went, and hopefully find our comfort zone. Immediately thoughts went through my head about threesomes and orgies and all the fun stuff that I hoped might happen, that was so far remote from my first marriage, and I wanted it. I wanted it with Wendy. I wanted Wendy and told her so.
 
I clutched him to me, tight. He didn't mind. Yes. My mind soared and my body tingled.

"There is one other thing. One tiny thing you need to know. Right now." His eyes looking at me worried. "No, it isn't bad, I don't think. I need... need to cum again. Please baby. Make me cum. You are driving me wild just holding me You could kill me with this need."
 
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