The pretty innocence of her round face drives me wild. The way she holds herself; proud of all she is and all she has to offer makes me weak. My fingers ache for the chance to caress every curve in her figure. I want to worship her, honour her, give myself over to her. I live for the way her plush & freckled bosom jiggles when she throws her head back in laughter\u2026 <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hidden beneath her business attire, her ample body is still on my mind. I can hear the nylon stockings around her thighs brushing against each other as she walks. It\u2019s like whispered dirty talk without her even having to say a word. When she bends, her black skirt gets hiked up to cling to the contour of her hips offering a peak of her thick thighs. I crave the feeling of those thighs beneath my fingertips and I think back to how they tense and shiver when my tongue is between them. I can feel myself blushing at the memory. The slit in her skirt yawns open when she takes a seat and I catch a glimpse of the silver clip of her garters. Those nylon stockings have cheeky lacy tops to them and I\u2019m sure they match what\u2019s beneath her outfit. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
She lifts her hand from the desk and I follow the sparkle of the ring sitting snugly against her finger as she reaches her for hair. Those bright eyes meet mine with a knowing look and her plump lips blow me a kiss. I know she knows what I\u2019m thinking and I am helpless to her flirting, but god knows I\u2019ll make sure the wait is worth it when we get home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When she turns away I can see one of her pet peeves; those pesky blouse buttons refusing to lay flat. That winking gap in her pinstripe top confirms my suspicions of a sexy bra with lacy details to match her stockings. My mind spins with the thought of how we will spend the evening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She meets me outside the office for the walk home and she takes my hand in hers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDon\u2019t think I didn\u2019t notice you looking,\u201d she whispers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood,\u201d I tell her, \u201cthen you know what\u2019s been on my mind all day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Those thick thighs I love so much seem to give a preemptive tremble as she giggles. I can\u2019t wait to be alone with her again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n