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May happiness come on secret winds and surround you forever in the ways of beauty. These are my desires, a place to be open and create, a temple of magic, of wind and sensual desires. 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Trent listened and then told him to go for it, asked when could he get her alone, who was she, what did she look like? Slightly drunk and a little braver than usual, he said she worked late usually with her employee and usually after everyone went home or he assumed everyone was gone. They weren't that far from the office, Trent told him to go back to the office and pretend he needed help with something only she would know how to help with. He said he tried that before but she didn't take the bait. Trent said to try again, that he would go and be his wingman or flyboy or whatever it was called these days and would take care of her employee if anything happened. She was working late as usual, her employee was filing, she was working and did not expect anyone to come back, it was after 8 and finally everyone had left so she could get some work done. She heard the door open and when she looked up, he was back with someone. He smiled and said he forgot something at the office. All concentration went out of her head, he had that effect on her. He went to this desk, grab his spiral notebook and started to write down a list of job names, Trent told him to just go ask for her help. She wasn't wearing a skirt that afternoon was she? How could he have missed that today, he always noticed what she was wearing especially when she leaned over to get something near him or leaned close to him. He walked back to her office, poked his head in and said he needed some help with his timesheet, that he had forgotten to enter time for the previous week and he was confused on which project was which. She looked at him like he was crazy and he almost said forget it but Trent appeared and said "why don't you look it over together in that room, is that the conference room?" She shook her head and said "ok, what's the problem." He sat down at the table, his wingman next to him and she leaned across the table, it was all he could do to concentrate on what he had written and not look down her shirt at her cleavage, her breasts he imagined would fit perfectly in his hands, he wanted to feel them, squeeze them, bite them. He grin, blushed slightly and stammered. Trent said, "dude, let get on with it, we have a party to get back too." He needed her to read what he had written across the top of his notebook. He told her he was confused on which projects where which because the names had all changed and could she tell him which was which from his list, so she read the list silently in her head: Helimont, Trainmasters, Cohrane and Kissme. She looked at him and said aloud, "damn, is kissme a new job, where did that one come from?" He softly looked into her eyes and said "no, its not a new job, read it literally." She looked at him again, "huh?" "kiss me," he said softly. Oh that's what he meant, she leaned across the table and gave him a slight kiss, something she had wanted to do for a very very long time. Her lips brushing his, a tentative kiss, slight tongue but very tentative and pulled back. He looked at her and said, "no that's not what I wanted, more" She looked at him again with a mischevious grin, thinking to herself, oh so he wants more, lets see if he likes this. She got up, walked around the table to where he was sitting, leaned over his shoulder, brought his head to meet hers and kissed him deeply pulling him up to her, completely ignoring Trent and all her surroundings, playing with his tongue with her tongue, backing off, then hungrily searching for more. All of sudden, the pushed her against the wall, greedily kissing her, his hands on her neck, pulling her into him. He had turned the tables on her. She was lost in his kiss, that tight knot in her pussy was beating with fire at the thought of his kiss, she wanted more. Somewhere in the back of her head, she heard Trent say, "my job is done and that's my cue to leave. I'll take care of her employee." Trent walked into her office and told her employee(T), I think they'll be busy for awhile, can I give you a ride anywhere? Trent and T left the office. She could feel his cock beneath his pants growing, pressing into her body, she reached down and grab his ass and pulled him closer to her, wanting to feel his body against hers. She felt his hands upon her breasts, kneading and applying pressure to very essense of her lust. His lips greedily sucking her tongue like he was drinking her in. She wanted to fuck him right there, right at that moment, she had been waiting months and months for him to make a move. She felt his big hands move under her shirt, against her flesh and he paused for a moment, savoring in her gasp. Then his lips where upon hers again. She wanted to make him gasp a little too, she reached down to his hard cock and started to unbutton his pants, she wanted to feel it, wanted to tease him a little. Then they both heard it at the same time, Wyatt's booming voice, "hello, is anyone here?" They pulled away from each other almost immediately, his face a bright red, "I think we probably should take this somewhere else, my place or yours?" "yours, its closer, I want you," she whispered. His face went from a red to a deep crimson. "I need to clean up a little and then we're out of here." She went back to her office, backed up the system, shoved everything in her desk and locked up as quickly as possible to not break the spell. She was wet, so very wet. She gathered her things and walked back to his desk, where he was seemingly getting the thing he had forgotten. Wyatt asking him questions about something and he looked so sweet, trying to innocently answer questions. His desk was in a cubicle area, so Wyatt couldn't see anything that was going on from the waist down. His back was facing her, she leaned against him and brushed her hand against his hard cock, stroking slightly, biting his ear lobe, so close yet so far away and then outloud she asked "ready for that drink I owe you?" He didn't know if he could make it back to his place without cumming in his pants, every time she touched him he wanted to kiss her, finish his exploration of her body and damn Wyatt had to interrupt them. Where the hell did he come from? Did people keep coming back to the office late at night? No wonder she worked at home a few days a week. When she had walked over to his desk and stroked him, he almost came. He wanted to lift her up on the desk and fuck her right there, feel her ass and pull her deep upon him and yet, he kept what little composure he had and followed her out to the car, her car. As soon as they reached the car, he pulled her towards him, kissing her deeply, greedily, he couldn't get enough of her. She told him to drive, he knew where he lived and could get them there faster. He drove calmly although it was hard, her little skirt kept riding up and he wanted to play with her, feel her flesh but wasn't sure if she'd let him in the car. They arrived at his house and it looked like no one was home but that was hard to tell considering his roommates rarely drove anywhere but the lights were out and he hoped no one was home. They got out of the car and he pulled her towards him again, pressing his body into hers, leaning against the car. The coldness of the car against her ass and the warm body pressed up against her was causing her body to tense and the sensations rippling through her flesh made her hungry for him. They half stumbled, half walked into the dark house, him unlocking the door, peering inside to make sure no one was home. She dropped her bag, he locked the door and pushed her against the door. She liked it rough but playful. He felt little resistance to his tactics making him feel sure of himself. He lifted her shirt and tossed it aside, he pulled her bra off and cupped both breasts roughly but gently, playing with her nipples with his thumbs, while kissing roughly, passionately, deeply. She wanted to feel him, she reached down and unbutton his pants and pulled his hard cock out, stroking him slowly, teasing his cock. He couldn't take it anymore, he reached down under her skirt and found her very wet pussy, pulled her panties down, his fingers slide into her pussy, making her gasp, exciting him more, what did he want to do first, tease her or feel her now. He picked her up and slide her down against his cock, entering her slowly while pushing her up against the wall, her breasts right at his face, he buried himself in her feeling her clench and hold onto him while he pounded against her and the wall. "omg, baby don't stop, harder, oh please make me cum" He was excited, faster deeper, she was so wet, her ass in his hands, god she felt just right. He was almost about to come, she was about to come and then he heard his mom. Oh god, WTF? It was dark in the hall when they entered and he didn't check any further into this house. Why was everyone popping up unexpectdly tonight and why the hell was his mom here? Oh why had he stopped, she was almost there. He looked panicked. "Baby, what's wrong?" "I thought I heard my mom in the kitchen." "where is your room?" "pass the kitchen", he whispered. "please don't stop now," she begged him. He carried her into the hallway bathroom, closed and locked the door, looked at his reflection in the mirror, his shirt unbuttoned, his pants down around his ankles and the girl he wanted so badly for months sitting on his hard cock, her hands wrapped around his neck and started to pump into her, harder and faster, pulling her closer, deeper, he couldn't hold back any longer, screw everyone around them and felt her cum at the same time as he was exploding into her. She clung to him, while the ripples of her own orgasm washed over her body and through him and felt him cum as she did. He wanted to carry her into his room and fuck her again slowly, exploring her body but now he have to wait again. She was breathing heavily, looking at him for the first time, his plaid shirt open, his chest just the way she envisioned him, his body just the right size, his pants down around his ankles and she smiled, she was happy and wanted more, alot more time to explore every inch of him, to feel his warmth again her lips, her breasts, her clit, she wanted him again right now, in his room, in his bed, all night long. They started to get dress and he realized her clothes where by the front door, he took off his shirt and gave it to her. Pulled up his pants, she realized for the first time, he was commando, just the way she liked her men. They ventured out into the hallway, gathered her clothes and bag and somewhat innocently padded into the rest of the house. He looked so sexy in his khaki pants and barefeet, his body so exposed. She pulled him towards before venturing further, kissing him, not wanting to break the spell between them. Waiting for him in the living room/kitchen area was his whole family. Posted by SMD :: 3:41 PM :: 0 desires Post a Desire xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxox   missing folder, yeah right :) :::: Monday, March 26, 2007 thought I'd try to be consistent and at least post this here too, too many blogs to keep up with..lol now why would he ask me about a CAD folder? I know nothing about CAD files or folders, that's E's domain not mine. I never venture into those folders besides I have no idea what's on them, I can't tell you a tree from a bush in CAD..lol. All I know is that he smelled really really good. I wasn't a complete space, I did realize how close to me he was and if all he was interested in was to find his missing folder, then he didn't need to be so close that I could have nuzzle my head against his shoulder (which I should have in retrospect). Damn he did smell good! Besides I think he knew where he put it, he's smart, he could have easily moved the folder, run a search and then asked for help finding his missing folder. update to this one, I called the office today to talk to someone else and as soon as I realized it was him on the phone, all thoughts went out of my head, I stammered and couldn't remembered why I had called in the first place - lol sexy mojo is coming back slowly Posted by SMD :: 12:53 PM :: 1 desires Post a Desire xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxox