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"The First Touch"
Joy never knew it could be so much fun having a job. She woke up everyday in a rush to get ready to get to the office and get up under Antonio. She could feel the heat between them building every day. When she sat across from him at his desk, she could sense his eyes undressing her body. She could almost feel his touch on her skin, licking her nipples, caressing her between her thighs. As he spoke her concentration drifted from what he was showing her, because her mind was stuck in a fantasy of the orgasmic high she was waiting for him to unleash.
Today she wore one of her favorite dresses, a sexy emerald green number. It was short and tight, and framed her hourglass figure like a glove. When she sashayed across the bank lobby, every head turned. By the time she got to her desk on the sixth floor, even her girl Shelly had smart remarks.
“Girl, do you ever wear anything low key? You know you’re about to get raped up in here! And you’re making the rest of us look like old hags.” Shelly started laughing. She was in her mid thirties, with a slender build. She knew she wasn’t bad looking, but she couldn’t compete with Joy.
“Sorry Shelly. When you got it, you have to work it. And I know how to work it.” Joy licked her lips like she was posing for Maxim.
“Joy, I don’t think there’s a man in here today who wouldn’t hand you his whole paycheck just to see you naked, you know that? Including Antonio. You’ve been driving him wild. I’m watching him, and he’s watching you every time you even move to pick up a piece of paper. He‘s hot for your ass. You’d better stop teasing him, or he’ll be on you like flies on an elephant! Now you know the man has a wife,” she reasoned.
She couldn't tell Shelly, but that was just the effect she wanted. She was hoping that with every sway of her hips, and every lick across her lips, it was driving him to the edge. And so what about his wife? Apparently she wasn't all that, or he wouldn't be salivating over her everyday, and coming up with reasons to keep her in his office so much.
Once again, Antonio had managed to keep Joy at the office later than everybody else. He finally told her to pack it up for the night. They were the only ones left on the floor, as he walked behind her ad pushed the button to call the elevator.
“By the way, you look phenomenal in that dress today.” Tony stood very close to her, partially behind her. There was a tendril of hair on the back of her neck, and he longed to move it and kiss the spot it was covering.
“Thanks Mr. Mar…I mean Tony.” She never called him by his last name when they were alone. He saw a bit of color rush to her cheeks.
The elevator doors opened, and they got on. Again, he stood right behind her, close enough for him to hear her breathing. This time, he let his hand graze along the curve of the back of her neck. It must have tickled her, and she put her hand there to feel what had touched her. He caught her hand and kissed it. She spun around, with a stunned look on her face. He knew he had to move quickly, so he pressed his lips against her neck softly, feeling the warmth of her skin and inhaling her scent of honeysuckle and white tea rose up close.
Her eyes drifted up to meet his, as she stood completely speechless and glued in place. The doors were about to open, so he spun her around to face outwards, in case someone was lingering in the lobby. He whispered in her ear from behind, “I’ll see you tomorrow, beautiful.”
The doors opened, and he got off, holding them open for her like nothing had just happened. She looked up at him again, as if trying to figure out when he had flipped the switch. Then she smiled at him, and switched that cute ass out to her car. He hoped she was as obsessed with him as he was with her.
"The Road To Rapture"
Was he out of his mind? Tony knew where all this would lead, all this interaction with Joy. He was heading right down the same road of destruction as with his previous affairs. His wife, Lorna had warned him that if he strayed one more time, there would be no forgiveness. Just the sound of her throwing his shit out of the window.
So why was he putting his marriage in jeopardy again? Other than to satisfy the curiosity he had for what Joy had beneath all those sexy clothes she wore, or to appease the tightening in his balls and the unquenchable desire in his dick to get inside her and get a taste of her juices? It all came down to lust. His need for wild, uninhibited sex, the kind he wasn't getting at home, and the kind he knew he could get from Joy. He spent long hours imagining what it was going to feel like the first time she put her lips on his head. Lorna would never go down on him.
After playing with Joy in the car, Tony was ready for the real thing. His friend Matt was out of town, so he could use his condo, as he had in the past. He would take Joy along for the next meeting with the developers he had been courting. After the meeting, they would have the rest of the day to touch, lick and screw each other, and he could finally cure his obsession with her. He felt his dick swell in his pants, straining to break out, after he shared his plan with Joy. How was he going to be able to keep his eyes off her and get his work done in the office? Every time he saw her all he could think about was throwing her across his desk, pushing her skirt up, and spearing her hot ass until she came hard all over his dick. He wished he could put that shit in a memo.
The day finally came. Tony got the answer to his dreams. As soon as they landed the account and wrapped the meet with the developers, he wasted no time rushing Joy off to the seclusion of the condo. He got to see, touch and taste her body and live out the fantasies that had his mind and dick riveted awake at night.
He stood up, pulling her up with him. He reached around to her back and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. He rubbed his fingers across his lips, taking in the sight of her ample breasts pushed up in the matching pale yellow lace bra. He reached behind her again, unclasping her bra, releasing the twin beauties to full view. He pulled her lace panties down to her knees, letting them fall to the floor as he cupped her ass. All she was wearing now was her heels and her pearls.
“Oh fuck me, damn you are a beautiful sight, standing there like that.” He picked up her dress and backed over to the chair across from the bed. “Let me just take in this vision. Damn, you look like a centerfold.”
He started taking his clothes off quickly, laying his in the chair opposite of hers. He was careful not to get the scent of her perfume on his clothes. Joy sat down on the edge of the bed, opening her legs slightly, and massaging herself in front of him.
“You like this Tony?" She slid her finger between her soaked lips, while sucking the fingers on her free hand. She let out a slight moan as she excited herself. “If you liked licking it, you’re gonna love fucking it.” She rubbed her wet fingers across her nipples, making them stand to attention. She took off one of her larger strands of pearls, and let it hang in between her legs. She leaned back on the bed slightly, closing her legs on the pearls, and started to pull them over her clit slowly with one hand, while squeezing her nipples with the other hand. She threw her head back and let out a low-pitched groan. Then she smiled at him seductively.
“Crap, you’re going to make me come just watching you get off on that.” He started walking towards her, grabbing and massaging his massive, swollen shaft. She looked him up and down, letting her eyes roam from his chest to his abs before locking on to what he was holding in his hand.
He stood in front of her, pulling her legs apart wide. “If you like playing with things between your legs, I’ve got just the toy for you...”
"Damn, Is He Fine!"
All the planets had aligned for Joy. She and Tony were finally together, making plans on staying together. They were in love, and Tony had declared it over and over.
Just when her life was starting to stabilize, her career took a shift. She got transferred to a new manager, working out of the main bank in Dallas. Now she was traveling around the midwest region as part of a new commercial business and real estate development team. She was on the road a lot, but making far more money than she ever could have imagined in such a short time. Tony grumbled constantly about her not being there for him, not being available to satisy his heavy sexual urges. She didn't like being away from him so much either, but she loved the freedom of the job.
She had just tied up a meeting with some new real estate developers, ending with a call from Tony whining about how much he missed her there to milk his dick. Now that she was all his, he was much more demanding, much more attentive to where she was, and wanted her to account for her time. She was starting to feel like a sex slave.
She stopped off for a drink before heading back to the solace of her hotel room. She ordered a mojito, sitting in front of the giant tv monitor. She glanced around, noticing the emptiness of the bar. Must have been too early, and most people weren't off work yet. Her eyes roamed to the far side of the room, and met the gaze of another early straggler. He smiled at her, and she back at him, looking away quickly. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself.
She focused back on the monitor, watching the news, letting the cool liquid slide down her throat. She rolled her head around in a circle, working out the tension. She twisted her head from left to right, ending up looking right into the sexiest set of gray eyes she had ever seen. The stranger was pulling out the stool right next to her, smiling warmly.
"Mind if I sit here?"
She smiled back, looking him over. "Not at all."
She took a moment to drink in his features. He was a tall, buffed, creamy caramel spitting-image of Marcus Patrick! The man was beyond fine, with those sexy full lips, short curly hair, and those dreamy eyes, which were now slithering up and down her body, taking inventory of her. She needed to hear his deep, smooth voice again.Suddenly she felt silly and coquettish, with her face getting hot and her nipples getting hard-her body reacting to the heat she could feel emanating from him. The scent of his cologne flooded her senses with the aroma of warm woods, fresh pine air, and a roaring fire. Who the hell was this amazingly hot man?
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