I sit at my desk, browsing the net before I start work. The phone rings and I automatically answer it.
"Thank you for calling ......, this is Lee."
I hear a voice, deep and sexy asking me if I am ready.
I shiver as I answer softly "Yes, I am always ready for you."
He chuckles and I feel myself get instantly wet. I love the sound of his voice. Nice, deep, sensuous, commanding.
He talks to me, telling me what he is going to do to me when he gets here. How he is going to roll my nipple between his finger and thumb while he rubs my clit, making me cum almost instantly. I can almost feel his breath on my skin.
The phone goes dead and I whimper, wanting more, needing to hear him tell me how much he wants me. I start to dial his number when I hear the door open. I look in the tv monitor and see it is him. I hang up the phone and watch with anticipation as he closes and locks the door.
As he locks the door I study him. I look at his graying hair, the growing bald spot on the top of his head that I love to run my fingers over. Down to his face where I can see the lines etched around his brown eyes. I look further down and see the abundance of white hair peeking out the top of his t-shirt.
Further down over his stomach to his jeans, knowing they will have the smell of his trade on them, gas and oil. It brings back the smell of my childhood from days of cutting wood with my dad. Down to his work boots, slightly muddy from being in the wet woods.
I love to watch him walk. That swagger that comes with confidence and age. I would know that walk anywhere.
I stand as he enters the office, unbuttoning my shirt as I move towards him. I hold his face as I kiss him, feeling his breath on my mouth, tasting him. I love to kiss him, the way he gives small kisses, then sucks my tongue into his mouth gently as he moves his hand inside my shirt.
