He is gorgeous. Dark hair, dark eyes and an incredible body. I was always attracted to him and it amazed me when I found out that he too was attracted to me. We saw each other at a function which I was thrilled to learn that he was attending. We ended up talking to one another for hours.
When he walked me to my car, he kissed me. It was such a good kiss. One I didn't want to stop, but I knew I had to get home. I couldn't believe that when I felt his hand go under my dress, I didn't stop him and when his fingers slipped into my pussy it was all I could do to keep myself from falling over.
Here is a fantasy that I have never had the chance to tell him I wanted to do, how I want it and where I want to do it.....
My fantasy begins when we are going to an office Christmas party. As we are getting ready to leave for the party, I whisper to him that I do not have any panties on. That I am wearing stockings and that every time I look at him my pussy gets wetter and wetter.
All night we havenβt spoken to each other. Maybe just passing comments, but never sitting down and talking. When I look at him, I give him looks that let him know how much my body is aching for him. I lick my lips and slowly caress my legs, touch my neck. I watch as his eyes take in every movement.
I go past him, my body touching his lightly. I whisper to him that I am so wet and I want him to fuck me. I tell him to follow me to the bathroom, but we don't make it quite there, instead we find a dark corner where we pull each other close. As our bodies touch, our lips part so our tongues can meet and entwine.
As the kiss gets deeper and deeper, he pushes me up against the wall, his hands going under my dress. I sigh as his hands grab my ass and pull me closer. His fingers finding their way into my very wet pussy. I moan against his mouth, telling him to please fuck me. My hands finding his belt and undoing it and his pants. He moans, grabbing my ass and lifting me. I wrap my legs around him as he enters me, softly at first.