Monday morning and the week long grind begins again. I work from home so I am still in my house robe. She works far, far, far away from me and she is dressed in all her sophisticated glory. Smart high heels, tight black jeans, a fancy blouse, sharp glasses and fine jewelry all topped by her immaculate hair. Man, she was hot.
She went to the door with purse in hand and a scarf around that slender neck. I didn’t think, I just got up and stopped her from going out. She giggled as I kissed her. She moaned as I grabbed her ass. She gasped as she felt my erection grind against her.
“On your knees,” I whispered in her ear.
She laughed. “I have to go to work.”
“No, you have to suck me,” I said.
She grabbed the collar of my robe and clenched it tight. She wanted to. She wanted the feel of my cock in her mouth. She wanted to lick the head and slip me between her lips. She wanted me to mess up her immaculate hair. She wanted to get dirt on the knees of her sexy jeans. She wanted me to use her scarf like a leash while I fucked her face. She wanted to go to work with the taste of my semen on her tongue.
“Okay,” she said.