All I do is leave him mesmerised
Her meeting was running over time. It was one of those meetings that could have been an email. And it was already ten minutes into her lunch break. She couldn’t concentrate. all morning she had been thinking about the surprise she got when he arrived at the door so unexpectedly. And now he was at her place lying in her bed, sleeping off the effects of a long flight. And he would be ready for her when she got home. She could imagine his smell in her sheets, what it would be like to laze around in bed all week, and imagining the feeling of the hard cock she had tasted but not felt.
“Hey, you are not on leave yet!” — this brought her back to the meeting. Everyone was looking at her, waiting for her to answer a question she had never heard. Thankfully the pause made a few colleagues look at the clock and they decided to reconvene after lunch. She could feel her face flushed, and she was so hot and wet already she thought she would cum if she drove over a speed bump!
She drove home faster than she’d ever done before. She vaguely heard a neighbor asking what the rush was but she ignored it… she had to get inside, and more specifically, get him inside her, as soon as possible.
She started stripping off her clothes as soon as she came in the door. She had a fine sheen of sweat on her skin all over, she felt hot and had very sensitive skin. As her arms brushed over her torso as she unclipped her bra she started tingling all over. Then she came to the bed, with just her panties left on… the blankets were pulled back, but he wasn’t there. She took a moment to climb in and smell where he had been sleeping. There it was, the essence of him. She could smell his desire, the beast ready to fuck her brains out. She hoped it would be the hardest she had ever been fucked.
Of course she guessed where he was, and a moment later she heard the shower running. Should she wait for him in bed, or join him in the shower? She thought about it for a while, breathing fast, listening to the water running. She decided she would go and watch him shower. She opened the bathroom door, as quietly as possible, and went and sat leaning on the basin, facing the shower. He saw her, smiled, and calmly carried on washing himself. She sat there, leaning against the basin, not sure what to do with her hands, while he washed himself. She just watched quietly, while he smiled at her every now and then, the same glance she got in the morning when he was teasing her clit.
She put her hands over her breasts, not to hide them but to fondle them a little, while watching the water ripple over the contours of his abdomen. She’d seen pictures of him many times, but seeing the real toned, athletic body in her shower was almost overwhelming, and he knew it. He made quite a slow show of washing each muscle contour in a way that made her feel like it was her doing it. She squeezed her breasts together gently and sighed, not wanting to rush the moment, forgetting that she was already running out of time. All the while she was watching his cock, which was semi-erect while he was washing. He started to wash it with the slow, sensual movements of someone who is ready to enjoy an experience to the full. His cock grew gradually, the tip emerging as he started squeezing, water and soap bubbles running over the head and down onto the shaft as it stood up higher.
He pushed the shower door open, and she stepped closer, her hands caressing her arms and breasts. She looked up at him, as he put his hands around her, gently touching the sides of her breasts as he led her forward. She stepped up into the shower, and then he suddenly pulled her into the shower, still in her panties. They kissed and touched and squeezed facing each other for a while, and then suddenly he roughly grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, pushing her against the wall of the shower. She arched her back in pleasure as his hands cupped her breasts and he pulled her panties sideways, the delicious feeling of the elastic stretching around her legs and waist as he exposed her pussy. The shower water did nothing to reduce how wet she was, and she felt his fingers slide into her pussy as he squeezed her butt cheeks apart.
He knelt down, taking her panties down as he went. He liked this pose, she remembered, looking at her pussy through her amazing thigh gap. He’d requested pictures from this angle so many times. And she arched her back even more to give him everything he wanted. She felt his tongue exploring her and his hands firmly on her hips, turning her pelvis forward to bring her pussy closer.
The anticipation seemed to last forever. She felt the tip of his hard cock circling her pussy, like a shark biding its time before lunging forward. Around her outer lips it went, slipping effortlessly over the folds of her lips. His hands stroked down her toned thighs, then up again, squeezing her ass and then gripping her hips. She laid her hands on the wall above her head and arched her back even more, and down he went again. More exploring with the tongue and hands on the way down, more circles with the cock on the way up, with his hands gripping her hips so tightly she could feel the thrill over her whole body. The tip of his cock was resting just inside her pussy, about half the head of his cock inside her, her lips just beginning to stretch open. She waited.
Slowly he started teasing her again; she moaned, keeping her hands on the wall. In and out, just the tip, he went. As she was getting used to this, his hands gripping her tightly, suddenly he thrust forward, all the way in, and she screamed out in ecstasy. He stayed still, all the way in and she felt the warmth of his cock all the way inside her. Then he slowly twisted her hips and pulled out with a slow circular motion, getting every part of her pussy stretched. Then he was resting with the tip in again. She waited for it, knowing what was coming, but savoring every second. Then the next thrust came, then a series of hard, long, rapid thrusts. She was sure the neighbors had heard her screaming and could probably hear the loud slapping sound of his hips meeting her butt as he thrust hard. She felt a hot flush running up her spine and felt the blood rush in her ears, as the delicious moments before orgasm engulfed her.
Still he kept thrusting. He kept thrusting, and he started moaning, he was getting close to cumming himself. She felt the sharp jerks of her body convulsing as she came, her pussy involuntarily squeezing his cock. As it passed, she felt a warm glow all over, and he pulled out of her, still hard as a rock. He hadn’t come yet.
He led her out of the shower, the water still running, and lay her down on her towel on the floor, on her back. He lifted her knees up and slid himself down into her, this time wasting no time about diving into her with his rock hard cock. Waves of pleasure washed over them both as he fucked her, breathing hard right next to her ear, her digging her nails into his back, then into his butt. Against her body, from her neck to her breasts to her hips, she felt his whole body stiffen as he froze inside her, concentrating all movement and sensation into her pussy, and she felt the pulses as he came deep inside her.
They lay there panting for quite a while. By the time they got up she was late to get back to work, her hair was still wet, the hot water in the shower had finished. She dressed in a daze, smiling to herself, wondering what the rest of the week would be like, and got ready to head back to work.
As she left, she got a few strange looks from the neighbors, and smiled to herself how she didn’t care.
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All I do is leave him mesmerised
