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Hot afternoon in the office

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The fan is working hard to push the hot, humid air around your office. The windows are open, but you’re not sure that this is helping to lower the temperature; if anything you feel its adding heat. As you sit in your chair, trying to concentrate on the month-end report, the sweat trickles down the centre of your back. It has been a quiet week in the office, and this afternoon you are by yourself, with colleagues either away on holiday or out visiting customers. You know that their meetings were arranged for early afternoon, so it being Friday, they are not coming back till Monday morning! You’ve worn a light, loose fitting blouse to work and a short black skirt, and thinking about cooling down decide to remove you bra and knickers. No one is around, so even though your breasts are just visible through the fabric, who’s to see? You could go to the toilet to undress, but a charge of excitement runs through your body as you stand up by your desk to change. Watching yourself in the long mirror on the wall that hangs across the office you unhook your bra and immediately feel a release of some pent up tension. You can remove this without having to take the blouse off. Placing it into your handbag, the fabric of the blouse brushes against your nipples as you bend down, and the sensation sends a small wave of excitement that registers deep in your pelvis. Feeling a little aroused you reach down and slowly run your fingertips up your thighs, catching the hem of your skirt and pulling this up to your waist, showing the black thong that you put on this morning. You are beginning to feel quite sexy as you watch yourself in the mirror, and your mind begins to wander, “Who am I undressing for?” And as you start to fantasise your fingers trace a path over your thong and gently begin to tease your sex through the material… --------------------< O >-------------------- …You had noticed her a few weeks ago at your regular class on a Monday, and being your gregarious self, had gone over to talk with her and make her feel welcome. A head shorter than you she had thick, black hair down to her shoulders, blazing blue eyes in a pretty face, and a curvy figure. She’d worn jeans the first time you met her, and clearly had a great arse, and since then she had worn a short skirt so you also knew she had good legs too. In speaking with her you immediately could sense that she was fun and didn’t take life too seriously. In fact, as you talked to her more you could see a hint of mischievousness in her eyes, and she clearly was not shy and was happy to flirt. At the end of the class you’d offered to lead her for a practice dance which she readily agreed too. She smelled good, and looking down you could see she had firm, large breasts and bullet nipples pushing through the fabric of her cami. Her eyes flicked up to yours and she grinned, “My nipples are very sensitive. They respond to the slightest touch. It can be quite embarrassing sometimes!”… --------------------< O >-------------------- …”I was just passing and remembered this is where you told me you worked”, she said as she stood by the side of the desk opposite yours. “I’ve been standing here for a few moments and you look incredibly sexy! Fantastic legs!” She had clearly been savouring your body as your fingers had toyed with your pussy through your thong. One of her hands was stroking her breast, and as you watched she slid her fingers behind her top and pulled it down, her firm breast teasing you as she then pinched her own nipple and gasped. “I hope it’s OK to come in? The front door was open, and I did call out.” She breathed, not taking her eyes from yours. “I bought you an ice lolly to cool you down”. And as she stepped towards you noticed the wrapper in her other hand. You were frozen to the spot as she approached you, removing the wrapper from the lolly. “Take a lick?” she pouted as she held it up to your lips. You obeyed, slightly opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. She then eased it into your open mouth, then out, slowly in and out again. Your lips were cold, even though you could feel the heat rushing to your face and your pelvis As she withdrew the ice lolly she raised her other hand and ran it through your hair at the back of your neck, gently pulling your face down towards her red, wet lips. Her tongue peeked out and licked the sweetness of the lolly from your lips, before her mouth closed on yours and she began to kiss you passionately, her tongue darting into your mouth. Taking a step back she pulled off her top, managing to do so without putting down the lolly. Her breasts were gorgeous: firm, proud and quite large. She ran the ice cold lolly around one nipple, and you could see the reaction as it grew and hardened. Again, running her fingers through the hair at the back of your neck she pulled you down towards her. “Lick my nipple!” she quietly commanded. Your tongue flicked out and tasted the cold juices against her skin. And as you let your tongue wander you could feel her stiffen even more. Pulling your head back she then circled the lolly around her other nipple before getting you to lick that one too. “Take your blouse off!” she asked as she released your hair, “and sit down in your chair!” You took the blouse off and she watched your breasts rise when your arms went over your head. Sitting down, she then knelt in front of you and began to draw ever decreasing circles around each of your breasts in turn. The cold was both a pleasure and a pain, and you felt each of your nipples become erect, the cold juice running down to your belly. Her head lowered and she blew onto each nipple, each breath taking the heat from your skin and increasing the erotic sensation. Closing her mouth around each in turn she first sucked, and as it hardened, bit, making you gasp. You could feel the waves of pleasure radiating directly to your vagina, getting you increasingly aroused. Standing, she took one of your hands, placing it flat against her belly. She than directed it downwards, over the short white denim skirt that she was wearing, across the top of one thigh and up to her pussy. Your breathing was shallow as your fingers felt the lips of her naked pussy, wet to the touch. “You see how horny you are making me?” she exclaimed. Kneeling in front of you again she placed the lolly in her mouth and traced her fingertips up each of your thighs, hooking her fingers into the hem of you thong, pulling it down past your knees to your ankles, and in so doing pulling you forward to the edge of your seat so that your hips tilted up towards her. Placing her hands against the inside of each knee she gently pushed your legs apart. She took the lolly from her mouth and then lowered her face to your eager pussy. Her cold tongue flicked against your labia, searching for your clitoris, parting your lips and then finding it. The feeling was incredible and you pushed your hips further forward so that her tongue lashed against you. Looking up momentarily you caught your image being pleasured by her in the long mirror across the office. As she knelt in front of you could see her gorgeous arse and cleanly shaven pussy reflected back to you. “I’m going to fuck you with this ice lolly!” she whispered, lifting her head from your engorged cunt. Brushing the tip of the lolly against your lips, the coldness made you take a sharp breath, which you held anticipating the thrust of the cold, hard lolly. You let out a moan as she pushed it inside you. And as she fucked you with it her tongue found your clitoris and worked that, building the pressure until you could hold on no more, cuming in great waves, your pussy juices mixed with the melting ice lolly… --------------------< O >-------------------- With your black thong pushed to the side, your fingers are frantically stimulating your clitoris and your other hand cups your left breast through the blouse, pulling the nipple and sending waves of erotic power down though your belly to your vagina. Aware of the wanton image of yourself in the mirror you slip two fingers inside your pussy and hook them to find your g-spot, the palm of your hand pressing against your clit. Watching as you masturbate, bringing yourself to a powerful climax, your juices gushing over your hand and down the inside of your thighs.
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