I was just thinking about a lunchtime encounter that should have happened, but didn't. It has to do with all the times you called me late at night, asking if I wanted to come over, or if you could come over to my place.
I would always tell you that it was late and that I had to get up early and needed to get some sleep. You'd tell me that you'd just shaved your legs and tell me how smooth they were and offer to come over and show me.
Again, I'd tell you, no. You'd tell me how wet you were and ask me if I was hard, all the time knowing that I was. Again, you'd suggest that I come over to your place and you'd show me how wet you were. And again, I'd say, no.
You'd offer to take me into your mouth! But, again, I'd say no, not go over to your apartment, and end up staying awake almost all night, thinking about you. This is what should have happened the next day!
I'm standing at the copier when you walk up. You say hi and ask how I am. I reply, "Tired, thanks to you". You ask why and I explain. You smile and whisper in my ear, "Next time you ought to come over and I'll make sure you sleep really well"!
I smile back at you and reply, "I'm sure I will". I ask if you have plans for lunch, which you don't, and ask if you'd like to meet me at your place over your lunch hour. We can get a snack, do what we didn't do last night, I'll take you to dinner and we can go back to your place for dessert.
You smile and say, I'd love to". I let you know when I'm leaving, and head to my car. I can't wait! I sit in the car in your parking lot, removing my tie and coat, waiting for you to arrive. I walk over after you pull up.
You're standing beside your car, smiling, as I walk up. Your cotton dress is blowing in the breeze, showing your legs. I smile, watching, waiting to see if I get a glimpse of your panties.You make no effort to hide them.
We step into each other's arms, yours around my neck and mine around your waist, pulling each other close. We kiss, passionately! We break and I smile at you and say, "You look good enough to eat" and kiss you again.
We separate and I whisper to you, "Why don't we go upstairs and I'll show you what I mean". You smile back at me and say, "OK". You lead me upstairs, unlock your door, step inside and lock the door behind me. I'm standing in the middle of the living room and you walk over to me, slowly, smiling, teasingly.
You step into my arms and we kiss, enthusiasticly! I reach up and slowly unzip your dress. I slip it off your shoulders, over your hips and drop it to the floor. I pick it up, lay it over the barstool and turn towards you.
Again, you step into my arms and kiss me. I reach up and unhook your bra, slipping it from your lovely shoulders, before tossing it to the stool. Again, you step to me and kiss me, my left arm around your chest, pressing your breasts against my chest and my right arm around your waist, pressing your hips to mine so that you can feel my excitement!
I pat your bottom and ask you to lie down on the floor. Smiling, you watch as I remove my shoes, socks, shirt, pants and finally, my underwear. The head of my cock glistens with fluid, and my shaft quivers in anticipation of what is about to happen! As I step over to you, you spread your thighs and I kneal between them.