This is my story and is also published elsewhere.
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"God Damn it...!" Her voice screamed in her mind, why had she agreed to this? Why would she be willing go to her boss' house and expect for there not to be tension.
She huffed a little plopping down on the bed. She rubbed at her skirt nervously waiting for him to return. She eyed around the room at the perfectly set decorations. Just the thought that she was sitting on her boss' bed who she had fantasized about for months made her horny. She hoped he would take a moment with the drinks. She slithered her hand up to her chest feeling her blouse and undoing the top button. She smiled at how plump her breasts looked in her bra. She started to fondle herself ever so slightly just teasing herself with the thoughts of what he must of done in this bed.
She slowly became more bold hiking up her skirt to rub her fingers against her panties. She was feeling confident to even attempt the thought of feeling herself up at someone else's house but damn she wanted him. Thoughts of him were always swirling through her head. She rubbed her fingers up and down her nearly soaking lips on top of her panties. She gently caressed her clit a few times sending a wave of pleasure through her. A small noise escaped her lips which made her smirk. There was no going back now. She pulled her panties aside with one hand and slowly worked just one finger into herself. She had nearly soaked her panties but this... this was something else. She rolled her hips against her hand once before plunging her finger all the way in and working it out to add a second finger.