dirty thoughts of a 21st century woman

I get up to get a refill of wine in the kitchen … he sneaks up from behind .. instantly luring my juices as if I wasn’t already mind fcking him whilst seated across from him .. His lips land on my neck and my chest expands as I try catch my breath .. his hands are attracted to my already hardened nipples – he unclips my bra and they are exposed and I can hardly ask him to stop .. he has me pressed against the counter because he knows given the chance I would return the torture .. his lips and tongue on my ear lobes and I close my eyes and lose myself in the moment His hands travel down slow to my already throbbing cookie .. he gently, slowly slides my undies to the side and lets his fingers move in circular motion .. I find myself making space for him involuntarily .. I feel his already hardened manhood press against my ass and I want to reach back and feel – he arrests my hands and places them on the counter .. he spreads my legs as if I being searched for a diamond I perhaps hid...

i lay awake in the ams, his presence heavy behind me .. its 3 am and i need my feed .. would it be rude if i --nevermind ...my hands already found their way down to his crotch .. he moves about as if he is trying to comprehend ..we both naked and literally just recovering from marathon of all kinds of thrusts - moans, positions .. rhythm.. i fall back a little and allow my head to replay how i got here.. i arrived in my corset and black g string and a gown -  .. my underwear drenched in juices i wanted showering his head as he enters me ...i take his hand and lead it right down to my already wet ...i try mantain some kind of serious conversation as he looks right into my eyes... |HOW TWISTED is this .. as i ooze more juices by just the torture .. my face leans in wanting to drown into his lips .. hoping just that would allow him to introduce his already hardened manhood inside me .. instead he picks me up and places me on his counter - parts my thighs and licks his glistening fi...

its been heated exchange of words and emotions purged all over the place. in the midst of all that anger he still manages to Master his slave. i am his faithful concubine who has now found her voice. He sends an image of his hardened manhood to break the ice... i agree this is not the best apology but a smile escapes me and i cross my legs and maintain composure as my boss frowns - yes that smile was inappropriate ... after all we were discussing a pertinent matter. i feel my cookie muscles tighten out of excitement i had not yet muttered. I have not really forgiven him. .. he proposes a home cooked meal  with a decent explanation.. im a sucker for hard deek that has somewhat manners i guess .. i text back accepting the invite ... it felt like hours before the meeting was adjourned.  i head straight home to freshen up ... completely a mess from all the excitement, anticipation .. i kick off my heels as i enter the door and pour a glass of white wine .. to calm the nerves and...