Waking up was always TreTia's favorite things to do. Starting a new day, a new adventure, and new experiences just beyond her front door. This morning was like every other morning. The sun shone in through her bedroom window, spilling the golden rays across her lavador spread and white eyelet laced canopy. Stretching and mewing like a newborn kitten, TreTia smiled and looked around her. Proud of her ability to make this English flat a home.
Getting up and walking to the mirror TreTia looks at her figure...smoothing down her long silk red nighty she takes stock in her appearance.... Long blonde hair with red highlights that reach below her small waist, small button nose, eyebrows shaped like angels wings, hazel eyes that border on a brown green, small chin and a cute round face.
Smoothing her hands around her lush and perky breast still up and pointy after 2 children, noticing how they weigh in her hands like soft mounds of feathers...closing her eyes she remembers back, when she first knew it would be him, how he used to touch them to bring her to life. Moaning she squeezes her nipples between her fingers and rolls her head from side to side.
Spraying one hand down her still flat tummy, TreTia starts to go back to her past, that day. Oh yes that day.
Getting ready for work TreTia decides to start her new job with a bang. Looking in her closet she looks for something daring and yet presentable. Seeing her thigh length dark blue skirt and a red silk blouse, she takes them out and lays them on the bed. Going to the shower she turns the taps on to a nice steamy hot spray. Stepping into her shower stall and closing the see through curtain, she picks up her lavender scented soap smoothing it across her breast and tummy, she feels her body awakening.
Moving her hand low to the soft mound of light blonde hair, TreTia reaching between her thighs she slips a finger between her sweet lips feeling her clit and coming alive, she rubs it in small circular motions. Moaning she reaches up with her other hand and squeezes her nipple....
Feeling the building of the her quick fire she leans her forehead against the shower stall and enjoys herself, liking the knowledge that she can bring herself to this edge. Building her orgasm to frenzy she shouts out with a soft cry and releases her juices on her fingers and hands.... Slowly bringing her fingers it to her lips, she taste herself and smiles.
Finishing up in the shower she gets dressed. Putting on stockings, red lacy bra and panties, and her blue spiked heels. Being only 5'4" TreTia felt she needed the extra height. She slips into her skirt and blouse. Places her hair up in a round bun on top of her head.... Applying her make up and pearl earrings, TreTia grabs her briefcase and keys and heads out the door.
Stepping out of the taxi, TreTia pays the driver and looks up the tall building. Wondering what wonders await her here in this tall metal building with windows everywhere. Walking boldly to the front entrance, she gives her name to the receptionist... Looking very confident in her out fit. TreTia goes to the elevator and goes to the 15th floor.
Knowing that the person she needs to see is in the office down the long hallway and to the left, TreTia goes to the restroom before she goes to the office.... Looking in the mirror she smiles at herself remembering this morning in the shower and getting that feeling again.
Smiling wickedly at herself, she goes in to a stall and takes off her skirt and blouse... folding them she puts them in her briefcase and puts on her long coat. Feeling the soft suede on her skin... she smiles again.... Walks out of the stall and the bathroom....
Going down the hall, TreTia opens the big double doors and walks to the secretary's desk. Telling the secretary her name she is motioned to the door. *He is expecting you* the secretary announces.... *If you will excuse me I need to go to the post office, Please tell him I will be back in an hour* Smiling the secretary leaves the office. TreTia looks at the door.... Smiles a wicked smile and slowly walks to the door, excitement raiseing through her.
Slowly opening the door TreTia slips in unnoticed. Leaning against the door, she watches him. So handsome. All that dark hair, broad shoulders. Reaching behind her, TreTia locks the door. Hearing the click, the handsome man at the desk looks up. Looks at the woman leaning against the door, taking in her long legs and coat.... Her hair up in a tight bun, her pouty lips. And the sparkle in her eyes.
Leaning back in his chair, the handsome man throws his pen on the desk.... Give the lady a look that could melt ice cubes... *Hello, may I help you? * His voice goes through her like quick sliver landing all warm and sweet in the juncture of her thighs
Moving away from the door, TreTia walks like a dying mans dream of an angel.... Seductively and wanton. *I think it is me who can help you. * Walking towards the huge desk, TreTia unties the belt on her long jacket.... Letting the jacket open slightly.... Her soft neck is exposed to his view...his eyes riveted on the skin. His mind wondering what is under the jacket.
