With those few words she knew that their little game had started. She could feel the heat rushing to her face as she squirmed in her chair, feeling the desire building in her. The funny thing was, she hadn't realized how much she wanted to play until just then.
"Well let's see, today I'm wearing blue jeans with a red cotton blouse and oh yeah, those brown boots you like so much."
"Ah baby, you know just how to get to me." As always his voice was warm and soft, yet so powerful. "Come on now, tell me everything."
Before she knew what she was doing, she could hear herself telling him everything. Starting with the jeans she was wearing and how they fit tight in all the right places. She told him how they clung just right to her hips, showing off her ass. Then describing the blouse she had on; that was opened daringly low, exposing her cleavage. And then just to add fuel to his fire and her own, she told him that she wasn't wearing a bra that day; and how her nipples were poking at the fabric.
"Oh my God," he said, openly thrilled by her revelations. Then in a voice that was barely above a whisper; "Touch yourself for me."
"I can't do that what if someone walked in." On impulse she found herself looking around to make sure she was alone in the office.
"Even better, baby." in that same sexy powerful voice of his "You know you want to. You know you want to let loose and be wild for me. We both know you want me to teach you all the ways of horny pleasure."
Of course she wanted to; he had started that fire in her. The fire that would always start as a tingle at the base of her spine, but would soon spread through her and take her over. Without thinking she reached up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her breasts.
"Are your nipples hard baby? Remember you have to tell me everything."
"Yes love, they're so hard," herself whispering now. "They're hard wanting you here with me touching them, licking them, sucking them."
