You’ve never taken me to a work do before, and I’m really enjoying myself. Particularly, the way that you keep looking at me, as if you can’t quite believe that it’s me you’re with. I want that reaction, and it makes me tingle, in all the right places.
Some bloke is babbling at me, or rather my tits. He’s incredibly dull, waffling on about paperclips, and which paperclips are better than others. As if I bloody care. I haven’t spent a small fortune on this dress so people will discuss paperclips with me. I’ve only worn this dress for you - to make your jaw drop and your cock hard. Since I moved in, I get carried away with cleaning things and scrub round the house in combats and crappy old t-shirts. I can’t even get the energy up for a shag sometimes, as if slopping around the kitchen tiles with the mop gets me more excited than you do. Ordinary life takes over too quickly, but not tonight. In my sexy black number, killer heels and with my shiny new hairdo, I’m dressed to impress, but more importantly, dressed for seduction.
Your eyes don’t leave me while whoever it is boring me to death (now about staples) continues to drone on. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were jealous, as I feign interest and laugh politely, desperately trying to escape. I’m never one to blow my own trumpet, but I know I look hot tonight and you look amazing. I want you to be leering at me.
“So who are you here with? I would have remembered seeing you around at Merritt and Torch.” My forced companion is nearly dribbling into my hefty cleavage now, and I know it’s time to leave.
I gesticulate with my champagne flute, “Him”. I reply and smile slowly at you.
“That bloody figures, top dog at his job and a hot girlfriend” He grumbles. Fortunately, he buggers off then and leaves me to study you, as the MD congratulates you on being an all round fabulous bloke and the best salesman that the company has.
You are the company’s Golden Boy, and your success acts like an aphrodisiac. Four hours we’ve been here, the meal, the toasts, the speeches and I’m aching to get you on your own and show you exactly what you do to me. As I walk over to you, you look me up and down, taking into account the black halter neck dress. Unusually, I’ve not worn a bra, and the black straps of the dress expose enough of my DD breasts to cause quite a stir, as I join your side. The material rubs my nipples, which makes them stand proud. I wish you would undo the straps and run your tongue over them, and from the look on your face, I can tell you’re thinking something similar. The dress falls low at the back, and your hand rests on my hip, and then slowly skims over my ass. You clock that I am without panties and shift uncomfortably. While the others are talking you groan in my ear, asking if I’m trying to finish you off.
As I shift from one killer heel to the other, the slippery wetness between my legs begins to ooze downwards and I thank God that I chose a longer dress. I know you love it that I get so wet, and I can’t wait for whichever body part you choose to part my pussy lips and explore. Just the thought of it make my skin tingle, and I judder quite visibly.
You look at me and instantly seem to read my mind. You bid the small group we are with goodnight, and take my hand. We thread through the people, most of them nodding in greeting as we pass. Once outside the function room, you stop and produce the hotel room key. We proceed to the lift and once the doors ping open and we are safely inside, you slip a hand round my waist and run a finger from my neck and right down my back. You move forward to kiss me, and I pull back.
“Uh-uh,” I chide softly, “You can wait.”
In response, you take my hand and rub it over the front of your trousers. I virtually cum on the spot when I feel just how hard you are. Like an iron girder.
“Not much longer” you add, and look as if you’re trying hard not to shoot your load right there in the lift.
Once the doors ping open, I sashay off down the corridor to the room. The hotel room is what has put the devil in me. Hotels make me horny as anything. What drives me crazy is that I can spend all night squawking like a filthy slut getting a right good seeing to. No-one knows who I am, but they can hear me having a damn good time. And that is exactly what I intend to do tonight.
Once inside the room, you crack open a beer from the mini bar and undo your bow tie. You sit back on a chair thoughtfully placed right in front of the foot of the massive bed we have for the night. With my back to you, I undo the straps of the dress, and they fall, leaving my back exposed.
As the cold air hits my nipples, they harden even more, and cause me to gasp. The dress slides over my hips, leaving me naked, and I step gracefully from the crumpled material, and turn around. I sit back on the bed and look at you. My hands which were covering my breasts, now stroke my skin. The look you give me makes my hands wander lower, sliding over my soft stomach.
You growl for them to go even lower, and now I know you’re enjoying the floor show. My legs part and I can finally turn my attention to the pink split of pussy which has been aching to be played with all night. As soon as my fingers touch my sticky skin, I groan. It doesn’t take long for you to undo your shirt revealing the massive black, spiky tattoo that I love.
You shed your other clothes until you stand in front of me watching me writhe on the bed, my fingers rubbing and teasing my clit. I’m trying so hard not to bring myself off, that I momentarily forget you are there, until I feel your hand take mine from my pussy and lick off my fingers.
There is a split second when I wonder what your next move is, and then I moan as I feel your tongue licking me slowly from my ass, right over my slick slit and up, up, up flicking very softly at my clit. You’re slow and gentle with me for a moment, and then you lick, suck and slurp like mine is the last pussy you might eat. When you rub that tongue, complete with its little silver piercing over my clit, I lose all sense of control. My legs buck. My back arches off the bed. I groan and roll my now enormous and hard nipples between my fingers. And then, because you start to lick harder and faster and then just pretty much smoosh your face right into me, I am cumming right on your tongue, my pussy creaming on your chin and twitching away as my moans subside. You normally give me plenty of time to recover, but you are desperate to feel my tight wetness clamped around your cock, and you’re suddenly above me, letting me lick my cum off your chin. Your eyes close as your cock hits my juicy soft skin.
“Hands and knees” is all you have to say, as you step back to let me roll over and raise my ass up to you. You drop a slow, sweet kiss onto my left ass cheek, and then in complete contrast reach up and grab my hair hard. It hurts, but you know that I love it and my yelp doesn’t worry you. Especially now that the head of your fat, rock hard cock has nudged at my lips, and slipped in between them. You let me savour that moment as you push into me and it brings me out in goose bumps. The feeling of being stretched open to take you in is divine, and you seem to be holding your breath.
You very slowly start to withdraw and there you stay, poised, with just the head of your cock in me, and then you push back into me so hard that I’m thrown forward, my tits jiggling as you begin to fuck me just how I like it. It’s a frantic, unladylike coupling, but you know just how to do me and you don’t disappoint. Your hand is still wound through my hair, pulling and pulling and pulling like you may rip it out, but I don’t care- as long as that cock pounds my delicate skin. You tell me that I’m your dirty little bitch and that there isn’t any other pussy that can get you so hot.
You slam into me hard, making me cry out and screech, until you gasp (only slightly and it’s quite drowned out by my screams and shouts), release my hair and grab my hips to stop me from moving. I can feel your cock throbbing inside me, filling me full of cum. As normal, once you have your breath back, I begin to giggle, and slowly let you pull out of me so I can turn round, put my arms around you and tell you how much I love you.