Thursday, September 6, 2007

"Office Opening"


I had been waiting for a very quiet day at the office before giving Laura her new present, and it finally came on a Friday afternoon. Most of the staff had taken a long weekend, but Laura was helping me tie up some loose ends on a new contract. I was pleased to see that she was wearing exactly the right outfit in order for her to enjoy the present to the fullest…and for me to accomplish exactly what I had in mind. It was a simple black wrap dress that hugged her body closely, drawing one’s eye down to her legs in sheer nude hose and black sling-back heels. She’d pulled her hair up loosely, accenting the fact that she was wearing a pearl necklace and earrings, and today she was wearing her glasses, too, which I always found so sexy.

After she’d run an errand in the building, she came back to her desk to find that I’d left the present on her chair. A small and simple shiny black shopping bag contained a thin rectangular package wrapped in silver paper. I watched her as she found the present and she looked up and smiled at me. “And what is this?” she challenged. I told her to take it into the women’s bathroom and open it to find out, telling her that it was only polite that she ‘enjoying the present’ immediately. As she made her way down the hall I admired the shape of her ass under the clingy sheer fabric of her dress and got an immediate thrill thinking about the afternoon to come.

About twenty minutes later Laura came back and stood in the doorway to my office. I finished a phone call and she quietly said, “It took me a little while to figure them out…but god, they’re sexy.” She was referring to the gift, a pair of Wolford Stay Hip hose in sheer nude color. (Stay Hips are like stockings, but each leg had an angled waist band that sat over the opposite hip. When they are worn, they form a perfect oval opening if wanted around a woman’s pussy.)

“Why don’t you close the door, Laura?” I told her, and she came in to my office and shut the door behind her. “Come here,” I said, staying seated at my desk and she came and stood next to me. I placed my hand on her knee, feeling the sheer nylon and she closed her eyes. Then I very slowly slid my hand under the hem of her dress and up her thighs. “What’s wonderful about these is that you can take advantage of them all day while you wear them. Because no one knows,” I continued as my fingers found the opening and slid across her pussy lips, “that you’re totally exposed under your dress.” Laura kept her eyes shut while I dipped my fingers inside her lips. She was already warm and wet. “Here,” I whispered, “just a little more.” With two fingers half-way inside her tight slit, I played with her clit with my thumb. She wrapped her arms around herself, enjoying the feeling. At the same time, my phone rang and someone knocked on my office door. Laura quickly picked up and opened a file folder while I turned to answer the phone. She opened the door and let in a colleague, answering a question for him. I watched her while I talked to a client, wanting to see if her excitement from seconds before was apparent. Just a slight flush to her cheeks gave a way what was happening before work interrupted.

I finished my call, and Laura was finishing her conversation with the staff member. We chatted briefly and Laura followed him out in to the hall. I shut and locked the door to my office and sat back in my chair. I was excited from the little moment with Laura and began to stroke my cock through my suit pants. I was fully hard in seconds and could feel myself pulsing against my thigh. My phone rang. “What are you doing?” It was Laura and she was whispering. “You’re touching yourself, aren’t you? Are you thinking about my pussy in these nylons? Why don’t you take your penis out of your pants? Stroke it for me.”

My cock was rock hard now but I glanced at the clock and saw that I was minutes late for a meeting. I whispered back, “Keep thinking about that….” And hung up the phone.

In a moment I was passing by Laura at her desk on my way to the meeting. She glanced at my crotch with a hint of a smile on her face, but she wanted me to see what she was doing: One of her sling-backs off, she was massaging her sheer nyloned foot and sliding her fingers gently between her toes. “I’ll be about a half hour,” I said. “We’ll need to meet after that.”

I could barely think during the meeting and when it was finished, I passed by Laura’s desk again but she wasn’t there. I headed back to my office and realized the door was locked. I did the only thing I could do: I knocked.

I heard the lock click open and tentatively opened the door, hearing, “Close it now and lock it again.” It was Laura and she was in my office chair behind my desk, pushed far back so she could rest her legs on the desktop. Her dress was at her waist and her legs were open and she was sliding a fingertip between her pussy lips framed by sheer nude nylon of her Stay Hips as she pointed her toes at me. “Sit there,” she whispered, pointing to the chair she’d moved to the side of the desk. “And let me see you stroke yourself.”

I sat down and slid my zipper down, reaching in to pull out my cock. I began to stroke it, watching Laura play with herself. She kept her eyes focused on my hand on my cock, timing her own finger strokes across her pussy lips to the rhythm of my hand. This went on for minutes, almost hypnotizing, until Laura said, “I need something a little more….from you.”

I was ready to slide into her, but she pointed downward, wanting me to kneel where I was. She turned her chair toward me, extending one leg and foot toward my face while she let the other remain on the desktop. “You probably thought you were going to tease me all day, right? But I’m turning the tables a little bit. I need you to pay some attention to my pretty sheer nyloned foot. Lick my toes. Now. And leave your cock out.”

I took her foot in my hands and brought it to my lips. I slid my tongue across her toes, licking them through her hose. She intently watched my lips and tongue wrap around them and I saw her push two fingertips inside her wet pussy. “I’m going to do this all the time now,” she said softly as she watched me slide my tongue across her arch and back over her toes. “I’m only going to wear Stay Hips so I can play with myself anywhere.” I took her toes between my lips and began to suck on them, my tongue probing between them, wetting the nylon, making it even sheerer. She pushed them deeper in my mouth until I was sucking on all her toes at the same time. “That’s nice,” she almost hissed. “Now, stroke yourself too.”

Laura began to play with her clit now, watching my hand stroke up and down my hard shaft while I sucked on her toes. “Make it nice and hard for me,” she whispered. We played like this for minutes, until she slid her foot from my mouth and brought her other leg down from the desk. She inched forward, spreading her legs, until her pussy was at the edge of the chair. “Are your balls nice and tight?” she teased, beginning to touch herself again. “I want to see you touch them too.”

I slid my pants and boxers down so Laura could see me cup my balls while I continued stroking. She stopped touching herself for a moment to rearrange her Stay Hips over her pussy. Her wet lips now pressed against the sheer nude nylon folds. For a moment, I thought our game was over until she told me to kneel in front of her, my cock now even with her pussy.

“Rub it on the nylon,” she said. “I want to feel that.” My shaft in my hand, I began to rub my cock head across her pussy lips through the sheer nylon. Her juices were making the nylon wet and I was leaving trails of precum too. I began to push slightly harder, my cock head beginning to separate the nylon folds. “Yes,” she moaned. “Like that.” I began to thrust my hips, my cock now pushing through the opening in her hose and the head spreading open her slick wet pussy lips. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Now.”

I pushed deep inside her and began to thrust in and out, Laura’s tight creamy hot pussy feeling incredible along the length of my shaft, my balls tight against her nyloned ass. I held her hips and fucked her, over and over again. Finally, I lifted her legs and placed them over one shoulder, making her pussy even tighter around my cock, stroking her nyloned calves and thighs and ass while I fucked her. She shuddered, cumming, then shuddered again, her pussy clutching again and again along my shaft, squeezing me.

I was ready to cum and pulled myself from Laura’s pussy and stood up quickly next to the chair. She turned her head and held her lips and mouth open for me and I spurted across her tongue, one, two, three times, my balls draining from the excitement of the afternoon. She swallowed my cum and took my cock head into her mouth, licking me, while she gently rubbed her pussy through her hose. “I’m glad you didn’t ruin these with your cum,” she said, referring to her Stay Hips. “There’s so much more fun we’re going to have with them.”

I watched Laura adjust her hair, then her dress, then slip her heels back on. She turned the lock on the door, opened it, then turned back to me. “You know,” she said. “It’s only two o’clock. I think you’ll probably need to meet with me at 5, won’t you? I think there will be a pressing need to do so,” she said, slipping her hand quickly under her dress, touching herself, then smoothing it back down again. “I’m going to get addicted to these,” she laughed, then disappeared into the hallway.

That evening I returned to the Wolford store and stocked up for Laura. If she was going to get addicted, then she needed a steady supply. And I was going to supply it.











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