She enters his office with a surprise snack as he works away. Her sundress while tasteful wouldnt stand a chance to cover the bits that belong to him should he chose to bend her over the desk.
She gives him a soft kiss on the cheek handing him a tea before opening the cookies. "I didn't know you were in between calls" she says while tucking her dress under her bum before scootting on the chair across him. She crosses her legs and her dress exposes more bare thigh as she wiggles to get comfortable.
He leans back in his chair twisting his pen between his fingers as he explains his last call had ended a few minutes ago. She toss her hair from her face as he explains in more detail that she can really make sense of the complications he's faced with his current project. She smiles and nods, truthfully only listening as an excuse to hear his voice.
The sound of his phone interrupts his story. “Let me get rid of whoever this is” he says as he clicks on another call. She excuses herself from his office, heading to their den couch where a fluffy blanket that calls her name; the house seems much colder than outside and her legs are covered in goosebumps under her sundress.
She climbs onto the couch and covers her legs with the blanket. She's convinced he's retelling the story of his projects complications to whoever is in the call and clearly they are going to be awhile. She opens her ebook app, tucked into the blanket and dives into the last few chapters of her latest literary obsession. She nearly finished the book before her eyes got heavy cacooned in the blanket and her phone slid out of her hand and onto the floor.
He couldn't get rid of this guy he was yammering on about grievances about contractor issues and occupancy deadlines. In another situation he would have been all ears but there was a pretty little thing waiting for him. Despite all his efforts it took 45mins to get off the call and only we with the promise of a weekend site visit to iron our the issues in person.
He opens the office door an walking into the den he begins apologizing for how long that took. She doesn't respond, he made his way to the couch only to realize she has dozed off while waiting. Her phone on the floor likely slide from her hand before sleep hit her. Her hair messy, covered her face as she softly breathed sleep under the fluffy blanket.
He runs his hands up her bare legs poor kittens still cold, his touch sparked a small whimper from her sleepy body. He moves his hands higher up feeling the hem of her sundress graze the back of his fingers her body warm under the blanket, his finger slowly tracing the seam of her panties under her dress ever so gently as not to wake her fully. He traces her slit through her panties and another soft whimper escapes her. He teases her slit softly, slowly, within minutes he hits his jackpot; he can feel the wetness his teasing caused through her panties.
He uncovers his sleepy kitten from the blanket just enough to see her sundress flipped up and her white thin panties exposed, the fabric wet and exposed to him. He gently lifts the side of her panties, her wetness strings across her little peach mound as he prepares to wake her. He lowers his head to her peach shaped mound his tongue hits mid slit and is met with her whimper, he works his way quickly to her little bean slowly sucking gently when he feels her nails trace the stubble of his hair. “Good morning Kitten, did you have a nice nap?”
She giggles as he pushes her thighs apart farther, no need for gentleness now that shes awake a mess of giggles and whimpers. He is relentless, like a lion that hasn't eaten in days. His mouth hovers over her bean, his finger presses deep into her tight little hole. She tries saying something but all that comes out is soft whimpers and moans. She bucks into his finger, begging for more. “Do you like that sleepy kitty?”
“Do you want more my messy little kitty?” he takes his finger out almost completely while gently rubbing her clit with his thumb. She's soaked, his finger slick they moves easily in and out of her as she begs for more. Two fingers rub her slit as he uses her wetness to give her more. He presses two fingers into her slowly stretching to make room for his addition. “Own me” she moans and that all he needs to consent a thrust in and out increasing the intensity until her thighs shake as wetness splashes out of her under his fingers. He could feel her tighten around his fingers as she gave into his pleasure his fingers drenched in the juice he created in her.
She slowly leans forward on top of him and takes his fingers into her mouth sucking them clean. She can feel his hardness pressing into her stomach as she kisses his neck. He groans into her and that pulses through her as she unzips his pants. Slowly running her tongue along the shaft she wraps her lips around the tip, slowly sucking, her tongue twisting around it. A little deeper her mouth falls deep with every stroke. Pulling up to grin at him as he grunts, a string of spit and cum drizzle her lips. She rubs her lips on his shaft sharing the wetness to allow her mouth to glide deeper this time. He can feel the back of her throat as she excitedly bobs and sucks.
Her mound pressed hard on his leg as she allows hers to fully turn off her brain and simply exist to bring him pleasure. He notices her grinding on his leg, her juices soaking into his jeans. She soaked for him, she's dripping like a tap all from servicing his pleasure. “What a messy little kitty all wet just from sucking my dick” he teases her, turning her on more soaking a puddle into his jeans.
She pouts and slowly lifts from his hard cock. Sitting up she makes her way to the kitchen leaning on the island still pouting that he teased her for being such a wet mess for him. His lips meet hers his cock still hard pressed against her soft dress. He grabs both wrists with one hand bringing them about her head as he leans her onto the countertop. He pulls her panties down and untucks himself. Leaning into her body he enters the hot wet mess he created. A soft gasp escapes her as he eases into her, he slowly thrusts given her tight hole time to adjust to him.
She's his now as her pussy accepts all of him, he can feel it tighten around his cock as she gets close. Her whimpers closer together as he rails into her she's begging but her words her inaudible through whimpers. He realizes what she's begging for and grunts “cum for me kitten” and as if it was a light switch his cock is hugged by her tight wet pussy as it splashes juices with each thrust, her body exhausted he barely needs to hold her wrists in place. His hands drop to each side of her as he thrusts her harder, faster and deeper her pussy sore from being used for his pleasure as he feels himself tighten. Her whimpers setting him into a primal state of needing to fill her, he presses another deep kiss into her whimpering mouth and fills her sore little pussy with all the cum she's earned. Adding a few extra thrusts to watch his cum spill out of her he whispers “that's my good girl”
