It was that time of the month again. No, not THAT time, the OTHER time of the month. She was ovulating and for Dana, that time was just as frustrating and annoying as when she got her period, but for completely different reasons. Dana's body had always been a miracle of efficiency. It did everything it could to get ready for the possibility of impregnation. She got horny at the slightest hit of anything sexy. She would get wet so easily that she would have to change her panties several time a day!
It was happening again. She was at work and things were a bit slow. Her mind started to wonder. Normally, her thoughts would have been of mundane things. What would she make for dinner? What new clothes should she get for the holidays.
But not today. She was wondering, nay hoping, Rick would be "in the mood" later tonight. She thought about last time he was in the mood and she created mental images of her desires for this evening. As those thoughts filled her head, her thoroughly responsive body did everything it could to fabricate those virtual feelings. She could feel her pussy swell with arousal. She started to squirm in her chair. Her face became flushed and she felt a warmth and moistness grow between her legs. She squirmed some more.
"Uh, oh", she thought to herself. "God damn it. I'm wet again."
As deftly as she could, Dana slipped a hand beneath her desk and between her legs. Carefully, she moved up under her short skirt until her index and middle finger came to a rest on the outside of her panties. Yes, she was wet, very wet. Ever so slowly and lightly, she began to rub herself. She wasn't trying to masturbate but rather to do the minimum to stem the rising tide. After all, this was neither the time nor the place but her mind continued to imagine the sexual experiences that she wanted to become a reality when she got home.
As if from a far away distance, she heard, "Are you OK?" Within an instant the voice seemed so close it was as if it were screaming from inside her head, "Is there something wrong with your chair?"
Dana snapped back to reality only to find her boss, her very handsome boss, leaning towards her with a concerned look on his face. Immediately, she retrieved her hand from beneath the desk and smashed a finger on its edge, shattering the perfectly manicured nail to tiny bits. Her finger began to throb with the pain. She placed her elbows up on the desk, clasped her hands together and instinctively slipped her throbbing finger between her lips. Unexpectedly, her nostrils filled with the delightfully sweet smell of her arousal. Her tongue tingled with the overly sweet taste of her own juices. Her eyes watered and she felt her face blush. This all only worsened her predicament.
"Uh...yes. I'm ok. The casters on my chair sometimes stick. But they are OK now", she said as she wriggled around in her chair in a feeble attempt to validate her claim. She was desperately trying to recover from what could have been a very embarrassing dilemma. The boss seemed to buy the explanation and stopped leaning towards Dana. She felt a bit relieved. A little closer and he might have begun to ask her about her interesting perfume! Needless to say, it was a very close call.
Finally the day ended and Dana went home. She was still ridiculously horny from earlier and was desperate for some relief. She decided to prepare to attack her husband when he got home in about an hour.
After her shower, she decided to shave a little more than just her long pretty legs. Carefully, she shaved away the wispy hairs that surrounded her opening. During the process, the subtle pulling and tugging at her crotch once again excited her. She was constantly wiping away the clear liquid that was dripping from her body and complicating her task. Eventually, the opening to her pussy was bare and the hair on her mound was neatly trimmed. She finished her primping by applying a very light flower scented powder all over her body. She slipped on a lavender teddy that had a neckline that plunged wide and deep between her ample breasts to just above her waist. The French cut crotch must have been the highest on record and it constantly slipped between the cheeks of her buttocks and pressed against her pussy. Dana felt so pretty and sexy. She was very ready in every sense of the word. She heard her husband come through the door just as she lit the last candle in the bedroom.
"I'm in here honey," she called to him. He came around the corner and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Dana standing next to the bed. She watched his eyes move from her head to her toes and back again at least three or four times.
"Don't tell me. Let me guess. You're ovulating again", he said in a partially playful tone. Dana said nothing but just smiled. He added, "You are gonna be the death of me, you know that don't you."
She responded with, "That sounds a little like you're complaining. Are you?" "No. I guess not. But I have got to tell you, I am real beat." With that, he dropped his brief case on the floor.
"Awwwww. Poor baby. Here, let Momma help", she said as she went to him. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. She made sure that she left a large red lipstick mark. She took off his jacket and loosened his tie.
"Here, let me help you out of those confining clothes." She pulled his shirt out from his pants and unbuckled his belt. Quickly, she undid the button, unzipped the fly and let his pants fall. Dana paused, stepped back and took a look at Rick. He was just standing there with his shirt on, his boxer shorts jutting from below the shirttail and his shoes poking out from beneath his pants that were rumpled around his ankles. He looked a bit ridiculous actually, but to Dana, it really didn't matter. She was still very much aroused.
"Come with me", she said and took him by the hand. His legs swished as he tried to walk to the chair with his pants down around his ankles.
She pushed him down into the chair, stood before him and said, "Here, I'll fix everything."
She bent way over until her breasts were at the verge of spilling out from her teddy. She grabbed his ankle, lifted it up, and removed his shoe and sock with obvious and exaggerated movements. His eyes never left her giggling breasts. When finished, she let his foot drop loudly to the floor. She turned around, straddled both his legs, slowly bent down and began working on the other shoe without lifting it. Dana did this so Rick could watch the wet crotch of her teddy disappear between her ass cheeks and pussy lips as she bent over. When she was finished, she turned back to face him and made no attempt to adjust her teddy.
"Now lets take care of that shirt", she said and began to unbutton it. Once again she leaned over more than she had to. Now all Rick had on was his boxer shorts. Dana was sure that he was enjoying this because there was an obvious long bump in the loose fitting material that reached almost up to the waste band. She smiled and slipped her hand under the flap and grasped the erection. It was warm and pulsated.
"Oh yeah", she gasped. "I like this." She pulled her prize out from his shorts. "Feels good, honey. Want to use this on me?"
She began stroking the fat cock and slid the fingers of her other hand up and down between her legs.
