I walk into your office as you are speaking on your phone with someone. You smile as I shut the door and walk to you. I catch you look over my waist and hips in my pencil skirt as you talk on the phone. I walk silently to you and put a soft but lingering kiss on the top of your head. Your hand finds my hip and moves with me as i sit against your desk. My legs are between yours, crossed at the ankle and your hand has drifted to the hem of my skirt, your thumb absentmindedly rubbing gently against my thigh.

You are still talking on the phone, but smiling even more as I scoot all the way up onto your desk, with my legs crossed. your legs spread a bit and I put my foot on the little space of your chair between your legs. Your eyes drift down my leg and your hand that was on my hip then my thigh is now caressing the soft skin on the top of my foot that is exposed by my heeled pump. My foot presses a little bit into your crotch and you lose your train of thought on your phone call for a moment. I swallow a giggle as you end your phone call. Your look on your face calls me an asshole teasingly, but your eyes say you love me for teasing you like that.

Both of your hands now are free to slide up my legs to my thighs, and you uncross my legs so that you can stand between them as you kiss me. In standing between my legs, my skirt hikes up a little and my feet find your chair to rest on at first. Your mouth finds mine and you kiss me deeply, and still leaning on one hand on your desk, my other wraps up around your shoulders. Your kiss is hard still, and as you suck on my lower lip, instead of making sound or moaning, my back arches up to you and my legs wrap around the backs of yours.

You smile at what you've done to me when your hand slips up my inner thigh to feel the heat and damp that you have created. "show me," you whisper, and you sit back down in your chair, my feet on either side of you. My legs part more and I play with my panties for you. I pull them up between my smooth lips, then I put them back in place and you can see a wet spot show where my hole has been leaking. I rub over the outline of my lips through the fabric.You stand back up and roughly, you put my hand on your hardening dick in your pants. As I rub the front of your jeans, you correct my hand and make me grab it a bit harder.

You muffle the breath that you suck in by putting your face into my neck. Hastily, you pull my skirt up the rest of the way up to my hips and pull my panties to the side. You unbuckle your belt and unfasten your pants to let your cock out. It's hard and ready, protruding from your unzippered pants. The head is swollen and hot and your hand grips the base. You have an urge to cum in me and to see me walk out of your office, only you and I knowing that I likely have cum dripping into my panties.

You guide your cock into my swollen, pink, and hot cunt easily, only thinking to make yourself cum. I cling to you, my legs wrapped up around you, and both arms holding to your shoulders. Your hands are planted on your desk and both of us are biting into eachother's shoulders to keep from making a sound. Quickly, with my skirt up, and your cock just out of your pants, you cum deep into my sweet pussy. I feel your dick twitch as you do, holding still as you orgasm.