"I sit in my office and think"

I sit in my office and think

I sit in my office and think, I can't stand the fact that you're leaving. I'm glad we could become friends, even though we didn't get the chance to get closer; maybe we just didn't take the chance, so much going on with you, so much going on with me.

As I see your handsome face in my mind you appear at my door. My blood runs hot, butterflies flutter, my shy innocence returns as I blush. You stand at the wall near my desk, your favorite place, right at the corner so you can see me and I can see you, no obstructions.

Is this the last time I will see you? My last chance? This time I plan to take back my control, the control I give you over me when you are in my presence. Never before have I given this to a man, held it sacred, but for you I gladly relinquish it as you make me feel weightless in your presence.

I stand and pass you at the corner of my desk brushing slightly against your chest as I do. Your eyes trail me as I close the door. You stand silent as I come to stand toe to toe with you, my heels making us almost eye-to-eye. "You know this is what makes me nervous…" I whisper. "What's that?" "Being this close to you knowing what I want to do and say to you but can't… or shouldn't do." "What do you want to say or do?"

My hand rests on your chest then slides up to the back of your neck and caresses your hairline. "I want to look into your eyes and let you see how much I desire you, how much I want you to touch me and how much I want to touch you." My mouth draws closer to yours; I close my eyes, draw in a breath and surpass your lips to hover around your ear. I feel your arms encircle my waist and you bow your head slightly resting it on my shoulder giving me greater access to the object, which I am near.

"I'd hug you drawing you closer to me, so close that you can feel my heartbeat within your own." My tongue traces the lines of your ear, knowing it drives you crazy without actually knowing at all. I switch to light kisses, which now trace your jaw line until I reach your lips. Those lips I've longed to kiss for far too long. Mine graze yours lightly…I exhale…our eyes meet once again…we both silently agree…deeply …deeply…kissing…melting into one another's essences…those butterflies flutter out of control as I break...

"You don't know what you do to me." I whisper in your ear breathlessly, you begin to speak; I cut you off with a finger gently placed on your lips, my eyes tell you that I have more to say. Your head finds its place on my shoulder once again. You tighten your grip on me, my lips to your ear…

"You make me crazy on so many different levels. You make me so hot I can't stand it...you make me want to give you total control over me."…Your right hand slides down my back until it reaches the curve of my ass…your left hand is firmly still on my back…"I have never wanted to give a man so much of me…my head feels dizzy…heart pounds…I get butterflies…my pussy sopping with sticky wetness longing for you to tame her and quench my desires… " You exhale…am I getting to you…your right hand slowly joins the left at the arch in my back…

I nuzzle my nose behind your ear and make a purring sound as my right hand still caresses your hairline but my left hand has found its way to…"I'd kiss you all over…until I found my prize…my thick juicy prize that awaits me as I reach my destination…" My hand caresses you cock, which stands at attention at my words…ready…willing…and able…

"MMMMMMMM, I think he likes me." Your body stiffens as my hand slides along the fabric holding him in. "I'd get on my knees with concentrated kisses and caresses. Our eyes meet, intensifying stares that remind of desire…. you'd know I wanted you…you'd feel my longing for you…" Your hands massage my back in the spot they have been holding; my eyes close as I exhale a moan. Your lips burn their brand into my neck…"mmmmmmmm"…you know how to get to me…lower…lower you delve to the path between my breasts…your tongue finds a spot…damn why do you have to leave me…

I stop you in your tracks with a lick to the top of your ear… I'm still in control…just thought I'd let you know…"I'd get you to that point…then stop." … "It's your turn…you'd kneel before your queen, your eyes asking permission… mine granting…you'd push my skirt up inch by inch to my waist and find your glorious reward."…Once again your right hand travels that same road, this time gliding down my thigh grasping my leg at the knee and lifting it to wrap around your leg…your hand feeling out this bare territory as it glides back and forth as if you had been on this road before.

I lean my body into yours squeezing out any space that remains between us…you twitch in my hand…my grasp a little firmer…your body shudders…control…"I'd close my eyes, my head tilts back as you taste me…I moan…I run my fingers through my hair, making a continuous line to my neck and down to my breasts as my body quakes with pleasure…my hand now runs through your hair, once again our eyes meet, a silent command is given, you rise and kiss me as you open what holds my prize."

NEW SECTION
My fingers work the buttons and then the zipper. I'm getting close; slowly the wrapping is coming off. "Maybe I should stop?" Your head rises from your perch on my shoulder; you look me in the eye. I see a longing, wanting look that I have desired for so long. My heart is melting I can't lose my control. Not now. "Please don't stop," you whisper. "As you wish."

Your head again on my shoulder, your lips brushing against my neck, my eyes closing, temperature rising, moans escaping. My hand slides in between you and the material that complicates things. Your eyes close, temperature rising, moans escaping.