Lost for words once again, Jill could only stare back at Andy, astonished by his comment. She'd always had a mild crush on him but had never acted on it. There had been moments when she'd thought -- or hoped -- that Andy was flirting with her but she always figured it had just been in her head, wishful thinking. He'd never been as explicit as that before. But Jill liked it.
"I'm pleased to see that you're finally coming to my party. You won't regret it."
With another cheeky grin and a sly wink, Andy left the room. Jill was still pinned to the chair. She felt unable to move and she became aware of the hot moistness between her legs. She knew that he was right. There was no way she'd look for an excuse not to go. Jill had to fight the urge to go to the Ladies' room to pleasure her self. She'd already brought enough attention to herself by blushing in front on Andy. However, it wouldn't be the first time that Jill had snuck off to the restroom as a result of an ardent desire to satisfy herself before she got home from work. She knew there would be no way for her to hide her naughtiness; she never was any good at lying or acting.
When she got home that night after having spent long hours, distracted at her desk by lustful thoughts of Andy, she decided to relax. She ran a hot, deep bubble bath and filled it with delicious smelling products that she knew would soften her skin and make her feel sexy. When it was finally ready, she slipped out of her skirt and stockings, let them fall to the floor alongside her bra and blouse which she had already discarded. She ran her fingers through her glossy chestnut hair, gathering it and twisting it together into a long tail that could be pinned up while she bathed.
She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, admired the curve of her full breasts, the flatness of her stomach and the pertness of her arse. She smiled proudly at herself.
"You know, I'm not a bad looking woman. Maybe I could get Andy."
Jill spoke aloud once more; this time in the privacy of her otherwise empty home. She allowed her smooth, soft fingers to run down her chest towards her breasts. Slowly, she began to circle her nipples with her finger tips, licking her lips ever so slightly as she watched her nipples grow into hardened bullets. She squeezed them gently, tweaked them between thumb and forefinger a second time. This time her pussy responded with a mild jolt, which felt like electrical waves pulsing through her body. Jill told herself that she must tease it out. She was going to have a long, soothing soak before she allowed herself to succumb to her other desires.
The bathroom mirror was already beginning to steam up with the heat of the pool that awaited her. So Jill crossed the tiled floor on tip toe so as to avoid scalding her feet in the tub. Tentatively, she raised and then lowered her left leg into the water. She "mmmd" aloud as the warmth wrapped itself around her. With her right leg swift to follow its partner, she eased herself slowly into the bubble bath, savouring the heat that engulfed her.
For a while, Jill lay quite still in the tub, allowing her mind to float off. She felt relaxed and soothed, but it was short lived. Soon, the image of Andy leaning over her in the Meeting Room, telling her she looked sexy, filled her mind. She felt her cheeks redden once again as she remembered the way Andy's sexy green eyes had bored into her, as if he could tell exactly what she was thinking, what she wanted. His aroma filled her nostrils once more, overpowering the delicate scents of her bathing products. She felt her kitty awaken once again as she thought back to his broad chest and his strong arms which supported him as he'd bent over to retrieve his folder. Andy had an impressive body for an office worker. It was obvious that he took care of himself. His 6ft, muscular build was sexy and strong: something Jill never tired of looking at. Jill ran her tongue across her front teeth as she remembered the slight bulge she'd noticed at Andy's crotch as he flirted with her.
She couldn't help herself as her hands found their way to her nipples once more. She played with them, teased them as she thought of how much she had wanted to unzip Andy's trousers there and then, to unveil his cock. She wanted to look at it, to feel it grow and stiffen in her hands. Most of all, she wanted to look up into Andy's shining, sexy eyes as she took his big, hard cock in the depths of her mouth. She felt her hand wander down between her legs. She knew how much her clit needed to be pleasured. She could no longer resist. Her long fingers began to part her pussy lips and rub the outside lightly. Underwater masturbation was never a big pleasure of Jill's, so she raised her hips high out of the hot water, allowing her privates to breathe. In her head she had already began to lick Andy, taking the large uncircumcised dick into her mouth, pushing his foreskin back with her lips and sucking gently on his smooth head. There was no way Jill could wait to get out of the bath, dried and to her bedroom. She had to come now.
Taking a quick look around the room, Jill searched for an implement that would serve to pleasure her. Her eyes wandered past the toothbrushes and toothpaste tubes, to the bubble bath and finally settled on her conveniently phallic shaped shampoo and conditioner duo that she had recently treated herself to. Both bottles had a large rounded lid that was not at all dissimilar to the cute little vibrator that she kept in the top drawer next to her bed. The only difference was that these lids were far wider than her discrete little buzzer, which would make them perfect for what she needed.
Jill grabbed the nearest bottle and submerged it under the water to warm it up a little. She closed her eyes again where she was now licking Andy's thick shaft. Long, wet licks which made Andy moan. In her dream she was down on her hands and knees, arse on display. She was always turned on at the thought of being available to a second man who could potentially come behind her and penetrate her when she least expected it. More often than not, this second fictitious figure would fuck her from behind in her sopping pussy. On occasion, when she felt particularly filthy, she'd reposition this anonymous lover and allow him to fuck her arse. In today's fantasy it was just her and Andy, she needed no-one else, but lying down on her hands and knees still granted her that sense of helplessness which turned her on so much.
Jill pulled the shampoo bottle out of the water and laid it on her midriff where it would wait until she was ready for it. She returned her fingers to her crotch and began to rub her fingers up and down her snatch, allowing her juices to wet her fingers. She kept her hips thrust up which allowed her more access to her eager pussy. In her dream, Andy's dick was back in her mouth and now she was taking it slowly inside her, the salty taste of pre-cum lubed up her mouth and her pussy further. As she began to take his entire rod in her mouth she felt Andy's strong hand cup the back of her head, holding it in place as he fed his dick deeper inside her mouth until it prodded the back of her throat. Jill moaned aloud as she picked up the shampoo bottle and began to ease it into her opening. Andy's dick stayed in place until Jill had inserted the bottle a few slippery inches inside her hungry pussy. Once nestled inside her, Jill's fantasy continued with Andy taking control of her as he gently fucked her face. In the bath Jill eased the bottle in and out of her slowly, allowing her pussy to adjust to its thick girth. As she began to relax Andy's thrusts began to pick up the pace, each one becoming more purposeful, less kind. Jill imagined herself gagging on the hugeness of Andy's hard cock, loving how it filled her. Each stab at the back of her throat was echoed by a harder thrust by her own hand as the shampoo bottle was now slid in to the hilt. She moaned in the steamed up bathroom as her hand continued to slide the implement in and out of her, faster now splashing the bathwater onto the tiled floor as her hand slapped the surface every couple of seconds. In her imagination, Andy now gripped the back of her head with both strong hands while his hips quickly thrust his throbbing cock down the back of her throat. Jill could feel the climax building inside her as she imagined Andy slowing down until he offered one final thrust then held his dick in place as his semen burst inside of her and thick waves of his seed washed down her throat. Jill bucked violently in the bath as she imagined him coming inside her, holding her head in place and forcing her to swallow all he had to offer her. She relaxed her hips back down into the bath as the waves of pleasure finally began to subside and she could relax. As the feelings of euphoria dissipated, Jill felt a new blush rise across her neck and cheeks as a mild sensation of guilt washed over her.
* * *
The following day at work, Jill struggled to look Andy in the eye when they were in the coffee area at break. She coasted through the day, her mind filled with the pleasure of the previous night's playtime. Each time she looked up from her computer and caught Andy's eye she could feel her cheeks redden, the thought of him calling it sexy only made her blush more. At lunchtime, Jill grabbed her coat and keys and decided to step outside for some fresh air. She figured that would maybe bring her to her senses.
She walked out of the office without a backward glance, unaware that Andy followed close behind her. The elevator pinged to announce its arrival and, to her surprise, she found it was empty. As she stepped in to the cubicle, her mind still fixated on last night's fantasy, she was aware of someone behind her. A quick glance round proved it was Andy. He slipped in beside her and asked her what floor she was going to.
"Ground."
"Mmm, going out for lunch today, are you?" Andy grinned at her.
