As I handed Nadia the file in my hand she rewarded me with the loveliest of smiles. I always got a special thrill from the way in which Nadia smiled. If nothing else it was the way her hazel eyes would sparkle. Without conscious thought my eyes glanced downwards towards her chest taking in the delicious sight of her exposed cleavage. She was wearing a dark top which matched the colour of her midnight black hair which she had recently had cut short. The open design in the fabric did a wonderful job of exposing her breasts; her bosom filling outwards until the last moment when the sight of her nipples was stolen from sight. I caught a brief glimpse of a black bra before my conscious brain took control and averted my gaze before she could notice.
Just being around Nadia was giving me an erection and I could feel my dick hardening, uncomfortably so in the folds of my underwear. I returned her smile with one of my own, wishing desperately that I could somehow communicate my overwhelming and pressing desire for her. It had been several weeks since our affair in the computer room and there had not been a day that had gone by where I not subsequently masturbated over the memory of fucking her in the closet. So intense was the imagery in my head as I relieved those precious moments with her naked flesh exposed to mine, that I swear I could still recall every fleeting moment of our union. The tight embrace of her wet pussy around my thrusting cock lingered in my subconscious drowning out the dullness of my day to day existence. The luscious taste of her nipple buds as I kissed and caressed them in turn with my questing tongue, tortured me with its memory. Finally, the ultimate moment as I had exploded my white load deep inside her loins haunted me with its intensity of passion. In short, I desperately needed to have sex again with this luscious dream of a woman.
The following day was unusual in the fact that I got to spend a substantial amount of time in the upper office. Nadia was a constant distraction and I found my gaze often wandering to her desk. She was immersed in her work, her new promotion and subsequent duties stealing away her time. On one occasion she rose from her desk and headed over to the fax machine. Part of my brain was screaming that this was my chance to go and talk to her. Unfortunately my hormones had other ideas and I sat rooted to my chair with my dick rising in my pants. My eyes were fixed on her bum cheeks as she moved towards her destination. The sway of her hips inside her tight fitting black skirt was a hypnotic distraction. With my entire attention focused on Nadia's nether regions, it was just possible to make out the slightest lines of her hidden panties. The outer elastic ran downwards between her bum groove and my imagination took over, visualising the material passing over her wonderful hidden pussy lips before moving upwards and covering her tight black pubic hairs that formed the triangle of fur between her legs. How I longed at that moment to be on my knees before her naked body, moving forwards to bring my tongue and lips to sample her precious pussy crack.
Nadia reached the fax machine and bent forwards slightly. This action caused her wide hidden bum cheeks to stick out further in my direction. My cock was rock hard now, my imagination racing in overtime. In my fantasy I was now sliding home into Nadia's wet and willing vagina, taking her from behind and enjoying the sight of her bare bum cheeks riding up and down as I started to screw her. My cock was so hard now inside my pants that it was quite painful. Still this was no distraction to my desperate need to once again fuck her. My whole world had now centred on that one desire and my mind was racing on how I might achieve such union.
Turning from the fax machine, Nadia caught me in the act of watching her. For a moment she stood motionless and I could almost read her thoughts as she guessed my intent. She then gave me the most incredible of smiles and mouthed the word 'later' to me. With blushing cheeks she walked back to her desk, her gaze deliberately averted from mine. My heart was pounding in my chest, the distraction in my pants a tantalising promise at the wonders to come later in the day. I had no idea when she would give herself to me but I knew I would be more than ready for her when she did. Already a thousand temptations were springing to existence as I contemplated the best and most satisfying way I could pleasure Nadia's delicious sexuality. I was lost in my desires when the phone beside me rang. My fantasies collapsed with the third distracting pulse and with great reluctance I was forced to return to the everyday world.
As it turned out, I had to endure a whole day of meaningless distractions as my workload grew. All I really wanted to do was to lose myself in pleasant daydreams of how best to sample Nadia's many pleasures. As it was my day became lost in trivialities as I moved from one pressing issue to another. My work soon led me away from Nadia's area of work and I am embarrassed to say that I had almost forgotten about her promise by the time the end of day arrived.
I was sorting out my desk, trying to make order from the mass of papers sprawled everywhere. Suddenly I was aware of a presence at the door. My first instinct that even though it was now well past the leaving time, that somebody had arrived to challenge me with yet another problem. A frown was forming on my face when I looked up only to find Nadia smiling down at me.