Admiring herself in the mirror, she knew that all of her effort had been worthwhile. The long soak in the bath, the time taken to soften her skin with her most expensive body lotion, the one she saves for special occasions. Her make-up was subtle but effective and her hair, groomed to perfection, but purposely placed up in a grip. To compliment the way she felt, she had chosen what she considered a perfect outfit for the evening. A crisp white blouse and tight pencil skirt covered her white lace bra, with matching thong and suspender belt which was holding up fishnet stockings. Her feet encased in black stiletto shoes – she was ready. As the taxi made its way through the streets, her mind was simulating what she wanted to happen. The flirting with Gary had been going on for weeks with little or no sign of any movement from him. There had been little conversation between them, but her eye contact, smile and the way she walked near him made it obvious that she thought he was sexy. “But why didn’t he make a move?” she thought to herself. Tonight she was going to make sure that he had no choice. The office had exceed its targets for the month, at a time when other companies were tightening their belts and watching their spending, profits had continued to increase. As a result, an all expenses night out had been arranged. She arrived at the hotel, made her way through the lobby with confidence, knowing that the tap of her heel on the marble floor would make all heads turn her way. She entered the function room, scanning around to see who noticed her and more importantly, whether Gary was already there. “Yes!” she thought as she saw him stood at the bar with a couple of the other guys from the office. She saw her colleagues sat a table so made her way over, going out of her way so she walk along the bar, brushing past Gary to announce her arrival, but again, nothing so much as eye contact or acknowledgement for her. As she sat talking with her colleagues, she was running through her plan in her head. As the night wore on and she had consumed a couple of drinks, she had been watching Gary and waiting for him to be alone. Her time had finally arrived, she saw him make his way to the bar. She got up quickly and made her way to the sane area of the bar. “The service in here is dreadful…” she commented, looking at Gary, “I know what you mean, anyway, allow me to get yours then you waiting as long” came the reply – but no signs on his facial expression that he had any interest I her. “Thanks you very much, a gentleman” she commented “but I bet you have a dark side?” she continued. “A dark side?” “We all have them” she continued, “I will show you” as she told him to wait at the bar whilst she went to the ladies. On her return, Gary was still at the bar, a good sign she thought, so she headed straight over. “Well?” he said “How does going to the bathroom show off your dark side?” Its not the going to the bathroom that , it what I do when I return” a wry smile adorning her face as she held out her hand and placed her lace thong into his hand. Incredulous, he looked around to see if anybody had noticed “What the….???” He whispered to her, now noticing nothing but lust written over her face. “Come with me” she instructed him. She led him into the disabled toilet, “There will be more room in here” ushering him in. As he locked the door behind them, she leaned back, took the grip from her hair to let her hair drop to her shoulders, she hooked her fingers under the hem of her skirt and started to lift it up her legs. “Do you believe I took them off? Do you want to see the proof?” she asked him. Gary could not speak, he had always noticed her but never thought she would fancy him, he always thought the flirting was her way of teasing him. As her skirt reached her stocking tops, he said “I don’t need proof, I will check for myself” and with that, he was on his knees, stroking his hands up her legs, pushing her skirt the rest of the way up. Without hesitation, he gently kissed the inside of her thighs, working his way up to her pussy, he could already sense how wet she was. Her pussy was neatly trimmed and as he leant in to kiss it, she voluntarily parted her legs to allow him better access. Kissing her, he also let his finger run along the labia, feeling how wet she was – he opened her lips to expose her clit and started to lick it, gently, then hard at the same time as inserting a finger into her and caressing her g-spot. As he applied pressure to her g-spot, he felt her weight increase as her legs weakened with the intense pleasure she was in. Soft groans coming from her mouth as he savoured the sweet taste she produced. “Stop, I need you to fuck me…Now!” she whispered to him, “I don’t want any emotion, just a good hard fucking, I need you inside me” As she said this, she turned around, pulled her skirt right up around her waist and bent over slightly, opening her legs wider. Gary admired the view in front of him, her perfect arse, small, peach like and pert, he thought to himself how good it would be to fuck her there. His thoughts were interrupted “Fuck me, please!” she begged. His trousers were quickly undone and his cock in his hand, he could feel the veins throbbing as the blood was being pumped up the shaft. Gently he slid it in, making her groan – but as he got half way in, he started to withdraw, before sliding it back in hard and all the way “You sexy bastard!” she shouted, “now fucking take me!” This was like nothing before, he was so turned on he thought he would come straight away, but he was managing to hold off. He grabbed her hips almost lifting her off the floor and he pumped himself in and out of her, her groans just about drowning out the slapping of his balls on her arse. Her hands were now flat on the wall, pushing herself back onto his cock, her moans louder, the place they were had gone completely out of their minds. “Oh GOD!” came the scream as her orgasm shuddered though her body. At the sound of this, he felt his balls tighten as he pumped his sperm deep inside her, both of them struggling to stand under the intensity of their actions. “I needed that” she gasped “and I will need it again and again” After straightening up he offered her thong back to her “You keep them “ she said, “I want you to remain horny for the rest of the night because you are coming home with me later”