My Half-Day at Work
ACHOO!
I practically jumped through the ceiling, snapping me out of my day dream and back to reality. "Bless you" came a few replies from my more courteous coworkers who were also stuck in this pointless meeting!
It was Friday afternoon, more importantly it was Labor Day on Monday, so I had a three-day weekend in front of me and I was very eager to start it as soon as possible. Unfortunately, there was still four more hours left in my work-day, and double unfortunately there was still another hour of this meeting left! I glance up at the clock above my boss's head as he drones on about spreadsheets or something, maybe if I stare hard enough at the clock, I can make time go faster.
I was already drifting back to dream land as one of the ass-kissers up front asked a pointless question about a pointless work policy. I can practically feel the breeze on my face as I sit on the front porch of my cabin, the icy cold beer can feels wonderful in my hand, and my wife's face looks incredible looking up at me with her enchanting green eyes as she swallows my cock with the sun setting over Lake Bartho. This is what heaven looks and feels like. My dick was already stirring in my slacks as I imagined the loud, passionate sex my wife and I would be having this weekend. My wife Ashley & I have been married a few years now, and our Labor Day weekend fuck fest has always been a tradition. We started it because of a joke I made when we had started dating in college. After a successful dinner date, we were walking back to her dorm and I suggested we should celebrate what the great workers of this country have provided for us by letting me, and I quote, "go to work on dat ass," and after we both broke into a fit of hysterical cackling, she looked at me with a glint in her eye and said, "Then you better clock in and get to work." So that night was the first night she let me take her anal virginity and we've been in love ever since.
Ashley was a petite five-foot-nothing ball of positive energy. Her beaming smile and contagious laughter could brighten anyone's day. Her sparkling emerald eyes hit like a haymaker and knocked me on my ass the first time I met her. Ashley was the kind of person who makes everyone feel like a long-lost friend, even the meanest people can't help but fall for her charm & natural charisma.
But behind that giggly school girl act lies a truly ravenous appetite for cock, more specifically my cock. Ashley is a sexual minx and exudes confidence anytime she steps into the bedroom. It really is an incredible thing to witness. We have explored a lot over the course of our sexual relationship. We've roleplayed in the past, my personal favorite is when she plays as my secretary who would do
anything
to get a raise from me, her boss. I took her anal virginity and she has taken mine. We've explored bondage and light BDSM, and even had a three-way while on vacation in the Dominican Republic.
That's why we bought the cabin up on Lake Bartho, so we could have a safe isolated space to fuck like rabbits. I still remember that first weekend, we couldn't keep our hands off each other, even while I was driving there, and that first night was definitely something to remember. Now I've seen the Statue of Liberty, hiked the Grand Canyon, and seen multiple wonders of both the natural and man-made world, but nothing in this universe compares to the sight of Ashley leaning against the doorway of the bedroom that first night at the cabin. Her curly dark burgundy hair cascading perfectly down her shoulders to frame that purple lace bra that is currently holding her perky breasts so wonderfully. She strolled into the bed room, her hips swaying back and forth with each step, like she was trying to hypnotize me. The click of her matching purple "fuck-me" heels was the only sound I could hear because I had stopped breathing. Then she stopped in front of me and gave me a spin to show off the whole outfit. I grabbed her hips to halt her spin as her as her incredible ass came into view. It was being perfectly framed by the matching purple lace garter belt and thong, but then again, any and all panties become thongs when they try to stretch over the perfect bubble of my wife's butt cheeks. The garter belt was attached to an elegant pair of lilac lace stockings that accentuated every curve and muscle of her legs. All I wanted in that moment was to lean forward, and bury my face between those two beautiful cheeks....
Shit! These slacks definitely aren't getting any less snug. My cock is now standing at full attention, and at 8" long and 3 fingers thick I would attract a lot of attention if I had to stand up for anything right now. Thankfully I had snagged a seat in the back to try and get as far away from this meeting as I could. I needed a distraction from my day dreams, and since most of my blood was currently residing in my cock, I had the brilliant idea to text my wife...because there's no way that could back fire. I quietly pulled out my phone and quickly typed out a message to my wife,
This meeting is killing me!
I let the phone rest on my thigh as I leaned back and let out a deep breath and combed my hands through my hair trying desperately to wake myself up a little bit. I glance back at the ticking clock, fuck! It had only been five minutes! Then my thigh buzzed and I saw my wife had responded back to me
Aww, don't worry honey, it will be over soon and then we can start our labor-day fuck fest
😊
I smiled at her eagerness. Another message quickly followed,
What do you think? Purple or red this weekend?
Two pics popped up underneath the message of bikinis my wife was trying to decide between. The bikinis were laying out on top of our bed, my wife must still be packing for the trip.
Probably the purple ones, you know I like the way that color looks on you
😉
Plus I was just thinking about you in something purple
😉
