tender tongue.
Thomas placed his hand on my inner thigh and dipped his fingers in the thick film of sweat and pussy juices covering my skin.
“Mmm, I don't know, boss. I remember this one time we had a boardroom meeting.” When he continued speaking, my fingers twitched. Thomas noticed and immediately slapped my wrist. The impact was not as strong as the bite but still enough to draw my attention. “So, there you were, preparing the last details of the presentation. You were breathing hard, like a woman who was just fucked.” Thomas speared his fingers in front of my face to show the glistening juices running down his knuckles. “I already knew you well enough. You were never shy or nervous at all about pitching your ideas. You had received your nicotine fix. Besides, I could smell you so clearly...” He brought his fingers closer to my lips so I could smell my own spicy fluids. “You were horny, weren't you? Like a bitch in heat. If only you’d been honest back then I would have taken care of you.”
“These are all speculations, Thomas.” Why did he have to be so observant? The thought he had known all these years embarrassed me but it also thrilled me.
“Oh, yes?” He ran his digits down my neck, coating me with the evidence of how stupidly horny I was. “It was the only time while I was working for you when you got mad at me. I lied and told you I'd forgotten my iPad so I'd have an excuse to go back to your office.”
I remembered. I'd snapped at him and demanded angrily that he get back as soon as possible. Later, I’d felt guilty for being such a bitch to him. Thomas got a profound apology and it never happened again.
“Yes, but–”
“You were in such a hurry you had forgotten to lock your door.” He smirked and brought his fingertips to my face so he could continue coating me. I breathed out and closed my eyes in shame. He was right. My bad habits were running a mile long. “Can you imagine my surprise when I pulled your executive chair, boss?” Thomas licked the remains of my juices from his fingers. “Have you ever tasted yourself after fingering? Do you lick the vibrators after using them?”
“Thomas, please...”
“Why, Lina? The sight of your chair with a thin film of juices you’d had no time to clean up was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen in my life.” He moved behind me and pulled my hair so his lips could continue their sensual attack on my neck. Thomas wrapped his fist around several locks of hair and yanked my head back harder. “Take your panties off. I want your pussy and ass fully available.”
He went back to kissing and breathing in the scent of my skin as I obeyed his command. My mind was begging me to stop acting like a horny slut but Thomas had me under his spell. The humiliation of having my occasional dirty habits revealed was a huge blow to my pride, but it was so damned sexy... and liberating? I stepped out of the sopping piece of silk and revealed my glistening lady parts. Thomas's fingers quickly found my swollen inner lips and stroked them roughly, causing the blood to rush to my pink flesh. He brushed them across the slit to collect more of my saucy secretions.
“Open your mouth.” Thomas shoved three fingers between my lips without any warning, forcing me to taste my own cunt. I wasn't a prude but the idea of having to lick my own body fluids was a bit repulsive. There was nowhere for me to go. He was jerking my hair back and pushing his fingers down my throat. The juices had a slightly tangy flavor and a very strong, sweet taste. The fact they were so profuse made my shame resurface. How could I enjoy this sick game so much? He was stripping me of my dignity and reducing me to a horny, ravenous animal, and I was responding by gushing streams of juice.
“That's a good girl, Lina,” he whispered in my ear. “Lick my fingers clean and see what a horny thing you are.”
I squeezed my needy pussy walls, wishing he would spend more time
Thomas placed his hand on my inner thigh and dipped his fingers in the thick film of sweat and pussy juices covering my skin.
“Mmm, I don't know, boss. I remember this one time we had a boardroom meeting.” When he continued speaking, my fingers twitched. Thomas noticed and immediately slapped my wrist. The impact was not as strong as the bite but still enough to draw my attention. “So, there you were, preparing the last details of the presentation. You were breathing hard, like a woman who was just fucked.” Thomas speared his fingers in front of my face to show the glistening juices running down his knuckles. “I already knew you well enough. You were never shy or nervous at all about pitching your ideas. You had received your nicotine fix. Besides, I could smell you so clearly...” He brought his fingers closer to my lips so I could smell my own spicy fluids. “You were horny, weren't you? Like a bitch in heat. If only you’d been honest back then I would have taken care of you.”
“These are all speculations, Thomas.” Why did he have to be so observant? The thought he had known all these years embarrassed me but it also thrilled me.
“Oh, yes?” He ran his digits down my neck, coating me with the evidence of how stupidly horny I was. “It was the only time while I was working for you when you got mad at me. I lied and told you I'd forgotten my iPad so I'd have an excuse to go back to your office.”
I remembered. I'd snapped at him and demanded angrily that he get back as soon as possible. Later, I’d felt guilty for being such a bitch to him. Thomas got a profound apology and it never happened again.
“Yes, but–”
“You were in such a hurry you had forgotten to lock your door.” He smirked and brought his fingertips to my face so he could continue coating me. I breathed out and closed my eyes in shame. He was right. My bad habits were running a mile long. “Can you imagine my surprise when I pulled your executive chair, boss?” Thomas licked the remains of my juices from his fingers. “Have you ever tasted yourself after fingering? Do you lick the vibrators after using them?”
“Thomas, please...”
“Why, Lina? The sight of your chair with a thin film of juices you’d had no time to clean up was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen in my life.” He moved behind me and pulled my hair so his lips could continue their sensual attack on my neck. Thomas wrapped his fist around several locks of hair and yanked my head back harder. “Take your panties off. I want your pussy and ass fully available.”
He went back to kissing and breathing in the scent of my skin as I obeyed his command. My mind was begging me to stop acting like a horny slut but Thomas had me under his spell. The humiliation of having my occasional dirty habits revealed was a huge blow to my pride, but it was so damned sexy... and liberating? I stepped out of the sopping piece of silk and revealed my glistening lady parts. Thomas's fingers quickly found my swollen inner lips and stroked them roughly, causing the blood to rush to my pink flesh. He brushed them across the slit to collect more of my saucy secretions.
“Open your mouth.” Thomas shoved three fingers between my lips without any warning, forcing me to taste my own cunt. I wasn't a prude but the idea of having to lick my own body fluids was a bit repulsive. There was nowhere for me to go. He was jerking my hair back and pushing his fingers down my throat. The juices had a slightly tangy flavor and a very strong, sweet taste. The fact they were so profuse made my shame resurface. How could I enjoy this sick game so much? He was stripping me of my dignity and reducing me to a horny, ravenous animal, and I was responding by gushing streams of juice.
“That's a good girl, Lina,” he whispered in my ear. “Lick my fingers clean and see what a horny thing you are.”
I squeezed my needy pussy walls, wishing he would spend more time
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