The Boardroom Meeting by MelissaKeir
The workday was dragging on. I couldn’t handle another boring meeting, sitting through another lecture on how to bring up our sales figures. Each meeting was more of a lecture demanding us to increase our contacts. Maybe if I was a leggy brunette like the boss, my sales would grow, just as my cock was growing as I watched her.
Gazing at the front of the table, I couldn’t help but fantasize about pulling her hair from the bun that pulled her hair up off her neck. She was the woman of my dreams with her long legs and full breasts. But honestly I couldn’t listen to her talk about sales figures when all I wanted was to play with her figure.
Leaning my head back in my chair, I closed my eyes and licked my lips. When I opened my eyes again, we were alone in the boardroom. My boss aproached me slowly, swaying her hips. As she opened her jacket, her white blouse pulled across her breasts exposing the black bra underneath.
My mouth watered as I watched her slowly unbutton her blouse slipping it from her shoulders. Putting her hands behind her back and unhooking her bra, she tossed it toward my head. As it dangled around my neck, I could smell her unique perfume. Reaching behind her back, she unzipped her grey herringbone shirt and shimmied it down over her hips. The small scrap of black lace that covered her mound was damp with her desire, further causing my cock to swell painfully. Only burying it inside her will ease my pain.
As she crawls on the boardroom table, she slinks over to me like a lioness on the hunt. I reach out to grasp her body, only to startle away. It was only a dream.
Untitled, JL Oiler
Kelly watched as Cliff pushed his wired rim glasses up onto the bridge of his nose for the hundredth time since they’d began going through the piles of court papers. The others who’d been doing the same left hours ago and now just him and Kelly remained. She wondered if he knew how much she’d desired him over the past year or how often she would simply sit at her desk across from him and daydream of how his lips would feel on hers.
Standing she strolled over to the sixty third floor window and looked out over the dark city scape, the lights of the buildings and billboards casting a glow similar to that of a million twinkling candles. Kelly found standing before the floor to ceiling panes sensual. Turning she gave Cliff a smile when he looked up at her. This was her opportunity, her chance to show him what she was willing to do to please him. Swaying to the door, she clicked the lock, the metallic click drawing a questioned look from Cliff who’d set his pen aside and watched her.
Using her chair like a step, Kelly stood atop his desk. Smiling down upon his she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, liking the flush of arousal she watch across his face. This was one work session she intended for him never to forget.
“Unzip you pants Cliff.” She purred giving both her breast a tight squeeze for his benefit. “I plan to ride your cock until beg for the mercy of the court.”
Finals, Lila Munro
Xavier ran his hands through his hair frustrated he wasn’t even half-way through his final term paper for his anatomy class which was due in less than twelve hours. Not for the first time he wished his house mates would hold it down to a dull roar. They’d been celebrating the end of their finals since four that afternoon and the later it got the louder they got. What had started as a few beers between three had morphed into an all-out party of over thirty by Xavier’s last count.
He stood but before he managed to get across the room and shut the door, a girl came running into his room in nothing more than a G-string and slammed the door behind her.
“Hi,” she said, whirling around, breathless and giggling. “Who are you?”
“Xavier,” he answered, his gaze wandering all over her firm flesh which had been oiled up for indoor Slip ‘n Slide.
“Why are you up here instead of downstairs?” As she spoke, she walked slowly toward him, twisting her hips and twirling a strand of long black hair around one finger.
“I’m not…done…yet,” he stuttered, his heart faltering as she stopped just inches from him and licked her lips. “With. You know…” He pointed to the desk.
“You look stressed.” She fell to her knees and looked up. “I think I can help.”
Before Xavier could protest she had his pants unzipped and his cock seated in her mouth.
Oh, fuck yeah. And yes, Professor Penell, I can most definitely write a fifty page paper on the wonders of the human tongue.