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A Sexy Break

Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Erotic Poems, Author: Navin, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

Long, long day in the office Paperwork piling up Phone interruptions Coworkers walking in. No chance to even finish a thought. I close my eyes. A loud hum clouding my brain. My head down at my desk. I so need a break from all of this. Please take me away. I hear my office door lock. Footsteps walking toward me. Smelling that sexy perfume you wear. I lift my head. Like an angel, there you are. I start to ask, but you shush me. You walk around my desk. You push my chair back and sit up on the desk. Your skirt sliding up your sexy thighs. No panties. Glistening lips. Perfection. I kneel in front of you. My face between your thighs. Inhaling that aroused woman scent. Intoxicating. Making my mouth water. Your legs spreading wider. My tongue presses into you. Licking, lapping, sucking. Rocking my head from side to side. Creating a delicious vibration. Your hips rolling into me. Thrusting. Your throaty low whisper. Our only real words said. "I need you in me now." I stand, drop my pants, and move into you. Driving deeply. Your bare ass against the cold desk Your head back. Your back arching. Your knees up high. Encouraging me to go deeper. Both of us moaning low. Our bodies colliding. Nibbling your neck. Kissing your breasts. Biting your nipples. Taking us both to the edge. Pulsing. Pounding. Needing release. A tap on the door. "Your meeting is in five minutes, sir." I shake my head. The cobwebs clearing. I start to stand but notice the bulge in my slacks. "Tell them I'll be there in ten minutes, Ms. Jones." I give you a quick call. Telling you about my dream. Telling you I need you more than ever. Realizing my bulge is not subsiding. "Ms. Jones. Tell them I'll be there in twenty."