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Speaker 2: Susan stood at the door, wondering why it intimidated her
Speaker 2: so much. The shiny plaque was new, but exactly the
Speaker 2: same as the last plaque she had had. It was
Speaker 2: eighteen months since she had last been in her office,
Speaker 2: not this office. Two years ago, they had brought a
Speaker 2: new office with big plans, of course, to God's laugh,
Speaker 2: when men make plans, and that had been no exception.
Speaker 2: The pandemic had struck brutally hard. People forced back into
Speaker 2: their homes to continue to work their shining new offices
Speaker 2: had remained barren and desolate for all that time. In truth,
Speaker 2: Susie had gotten kind of use to not having to
Speaker 2: commute into the office. The relaxed attitudes of showering and
Speaker 2: shaving suited her. She almost wanted to be back in
Speaker 2: the midst of the pandemic. Her home maybe empty apart
Speaker 2: from her dog, but she had accepted her single life
Speaker 2: and preferred it to all the faux couples she saw.
Speaker 2: But she knew she couldn't. She knew life had to
Speaker 2: return to normal. Today was the first day back in
Speaker 2: their job, the first day seeing her new office. She
Speaker 2: knew she should be excited, So why the hell did
Speaker 2: it feel like the first day of school all over again.
Speaker 2: Gripping the door handle, she turns it slowly, anticipating a surprise,
Speaker 2: and the door swings open. There is nothing but a chair,
Speaker 2: a desk, and a filing cabinet. She shouldn't really be
Speaker 2: surprised the misted glass panel that replaced a wall and
Speaker 2: created an obvious, if blurred impression of an empty office
Speaker 2: that lay behind. Placing her toe bag and plant on
Speaker 2: the desk, she studied the welcome fact left for her,
Speaker 2: a stupid COVID questionnaire as if she would have come
Speaker 2: into the office if she had had any of the symptoms,
Speaker 2: pandemic or not. A map of the floor she was on,
Speaker 2: restrooms and coffee machines mapped out in neon green with
Speaker 2: helpful images just in case she had forgotten what one
Speaker 2: looked like A helpful guide to the filing cabinet. Really,
Speaker 2: is this what the world has come to? Forgetting how
Speaker 2: to open and close filing cabinets? Images of her office
Speaker 2: chair and what all the levers were for something she
Speaker 2: should know and possibly would try for a whole five
Speaker 2: minutes until she had lost her patience with it and
Speaker 2: accepted that her feet were just desty not to reach
Speaker 2: the floor. And then there was the instruction manual to
Speaker 2: her desk. This was no simple image with side notes.
Speaker 2: This was thirty two pages of instruction in three different languages.
Speaker 2: Turns out her bosses had decided that just sitting at
Speaker 2: the desk and working was way too relaxing. Now she
Speaker 2: had to have a desker that could rise up and
Speaker 2: down so she could stand at the desk. Of course,
Speaker 2: they had ignored the fact that at a little over
Speaker 2: five feet tall, she was stood at most desks With
Speaker 2: her talent for technology, no doubt within a day she
Speaker 2: would need a step ladder to reach her paper and pens.
Speaker 2: And of course, the ubiquitous note informing her that only
Speaker 2: ten people were allowed in the office at any one time.
Speaker 2: Really three hundred office suites and only ten people allowed in.
Speaker 2: She guessed she would have to get used to empty
Speaker 2: offices from now on, and a very helpful footnote from it,
Speaker 2: offering a helpline if she had any problems with her
Speaker 2: new furniture, which would no doubt go through to a
Speaker 2: voicemail that no one ever listened to. Deciding she needed
Speaker 2: a coffee before she started setting up anything that required
Speaker 2: a manual, grabbed the floor mat and headed out to
Speaker 2: find the coffee machine. A woman needed to maintain priorities.
Speaker 2: After all, it only took her twenty minutes to return
Speaker 2: to her office. Of course, no one had thought to
Speaker 2: mark that on her map. Her coffee was still thankfully
Speaker 2: lukewarm when she placed it on the desk and glared
Speaker 2: at her chair. The electricity of mutual loathing crackled in
Speaker 2: the air between them. She walked slowly around the chair,
Speaker 2: inspecting the levers to get her bearings before sitting on it.
Speaker 2: The chair had obviously been designed for her orangutang. As
Speaker 2: her arms fell miserably to reach any of the controls
Speaker 2: underneath the seat, her feet still a good eighteen inches
Speaker 2: from the floor, she accidentally discovered the massage button, which
Speaker 2: would no doubt have been soothing had she not been
Speaker 2: trying to lean over the arm of the chair to
Speaker 2: reach the levers and the massage rollers, finding her most
Speaker 2: sensitive spots. Sighing irritably, she accepted that she would have
Speaker 2: to just leap in and out of the chair for
Speaker 2: the moment. But maybe she could figure out how to
Speaker 2: lower the desk. Having it lower than chin level just
Speaker 2: had to be useful. Otherwise she really would have to
Speaker 2: get a step ladder and just sit on the desk
Speaker 2: and work. This was so stupid. Someone in their infinite
Speaker 2: wisdom had decided what a woman of Petite's thatture really
Speaker 2: needed was all the controls of her desk along on
Speaker 2: the side, completely out of sight, so she had to
Speaker 2: lean over the desk to find them. Fumbling blindly, her
Speaker 2: cheek pressed hard against the cold meta mine's surface, Susy
Speaker 2: could feel some controls, although figuring which ones they were
Speaker 2: was almost impossible. Eventually, she found what seemed to be
Speaker 2: the world's smallest joystick, and stretching her fingers, she barely
Speaker 2: managed to touch it. Saying a muttered prayer to herself, she
Speaker 2: started oppressing whatever she could. Without warning, the desk dropped
Speaker 2: eighteen inches, dumping her unceremoniously back into her seat. Trapping
Speaker 2: her legs tightly trying to reach the controls, but the
Speaker 2: desk blocked her attempts. Okay, this might actually be a
Speaker 2: little more uncomfortable than she liked. As she struggled in
Speaker 2: her prone position. Conceding defeat, she reached for her handbag
Speaker 2: and pulled out her cellphone, dialing the number for it
Speaker 2: supports hurriedly. She was surprised when somebody answered. Explaining her predicament,
Speaker 2: the young man healthfully said he would be right up. Surprisingly,
Speaker 2: it was only a few minutes before he arrived, knocking
Speaker 2: at the door. He waited outside, Frustrated, Susie just called
Speaker 2: come on in. Then he simply said, oh, as he
Speaker 2: looked at Susie trapped by her own desk. Dropping his
Speaker 2: tool back to the floor, he walked over, looking at
Speaker 2: the controls before pressing something somewhere. There was a slight
Speaker 2: cracking sound, and the desk shuddered slightly before failing to
Speaker 2: move completely. I think we might have blown a fuse,
Speaker 2: he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. Susi
Speaker 2: turned to face him, more than mildly irritated by the
Speaker 2: glint of humor in his bright eyes. You can get
Speaker 2: me out of this contraption, right, she said, more sharply
Speaker 2: than intended. His arms strained as he attempted to manually
Speaker 2: lift the desk Susie's attention strangely drawn to his straining
Speaker 2: biceps and chest. Even through his loose T shirt, the
Speaker 2: tightness of his muscles were as evident. Okay, I'm going
Speaker 2: to have to climb under the desk to see if
Speaker 2: there's a fuse blown or something, he muttered, without exuding
Speaker 2: any confidence whatsoever. For some unknown reason, he rubbed his
Speaker 2: palms down his jeans before retrieving his tool bag and
Speaker 2: disappearing under the desk. From somewhere under the desk, Susy
Speaker 2: could just make out his voice. Can you move your
Speaker 2: legs to the side, please. I have to get into
Speaker 2: the controls and they're right above your legs. And desperately,
Speaker 2: Susi tried to move her legs, but found them to
Speaker 2: be completely trapped by the desk. No, I can't, she
Speaker 2: called back, reappearing from under the desk, his face absolutely serious,
Speaker 2: desperately controlling his urge to burst into laughter. You mention
Speaker 2: this to any one, and your career here will be
Speaker 2: decidedly uncomfortable, Susy said, her voice stern and stressed. I won't,
Speaker 2: I promise, but to get you out, I'm going to
Speaker 2: have to find something to put over your legs to
Speaker 2: help them slip to the side. Have you got anything
Speaker 2: like a body lotion, he asked, blushing a little, As
Speaker 2: much as it might surprise you, I don't carry things
Speaker 2: like body lotion around with me, just in case I
Speaker 2: get trapped by a stupid desk, she whispered curtly. Why
Speaker 2: not try the rest rooms a hand lotion or something,
Speaker 2: her annoyance barely controlled. He opened his mouth to respond,
Speaker 2: but obviously thinking better of it, he shut it again,
Speaker 2: turning and leaving the room. Within a few moments, he
Speaker 2: returned with a bottle of what Susie hoped at least
Speaker 2: was hand wash. Obviously he knows the layout of the
Speaker 2: floor a whole lot better than she does. Disappearing back
Speaker 2: under the desk, Susie is at least grateful she decided
Speaker 2: to wear a skirt today. If she'd warm pants, no doubt,
Speaker 2: they would be ruined by what he had intended, and
Speaker 2: she would have to walk through the office with very
Speaker 2: damp patches all over her legs. It would be nice
Speaker 2: if he had warned her before he applied the first
Speaker 2: handful across her thighs. It was absolutely freezing. Where did
Speaker 2: you get that? It's freezing, she cried, Oh, sorry, it
Speaker 2: was in the stores. Are warm at a little taking
Speaker 2: a little more care with his next application, slowly easing
Speaker 2: it over her knees, the warm caress of the oil
Speaker 2: kissing the soft skin at the bottom of her thigh firmly,
Speaker 2: Susie bit her lip to suppress a moan. I'm going
Speaker 2: to have to ease your skirt up a little. I'm
Speaker 2: sorry if this gets a little personal, he said, without conviction.
Speaker 2: I bet you are, Susie thought to herself, Thank God,
Speaker 2: I wore my decent panties. Feeling the strength of his
Speaker 2: fingers as they eased the lotion between her thighs, his
Speaker 2: thumbs moving up and down her soft skin inch by
Speaker 2: delicious inch, sending tremors through Susie's body that she had
Speaker 2: not felt in so long. Suddenly, long forgotten desire cascaded
Speaker 2: down her body, her thighs tensing, just forcing them tighter
Speaker 2: against the desk. God, your thighs are strong. I'm going
Speaker 2: to have to push a little harder, he mutters from
Speaker 2: under the desk. Susie's fingers gripped on the arm of
Speaker 2: the chair as she felt his long fingers pushing up
Speaker 2: her thighs, the damp, warm sensation of the lotion on
Speaker 2: her skin, accentuating her own warm, damp feeling that was
Speaker 2: relentlessly growing inch by inch. He slid her skirt slowly higher,
Speaker 2: coating her skin in the luxurious lotion. Susie's pussy throbbing
Speaker 2: with need, she felt his hands slide ever closer to
Speaker 2: her folds. Years of single life and sexual frustration came
Speaker 2: to bear inside her pussy, and it painfully ached for
Speaker 2: him to touch her. What the heck was she doing?
Speaker 2: She had a senior job, and yet right now all
Speaker 2: she could think of was for this engineer's fingers to
Speaker 2: be pushing inside of her kneedy lips, His fingertips now
Speaker 2: brushing the edge of her panties as he massaged the
Speaker 2: lotion firmly across them. She could smell her own desire
Speaker 2: even over the fragrance of the lotion. His breath caressed
Speaker 2: a pussy while his lips stayed infuriating close but not touching. God,
Speaker 2: she was burning with desire. Suddenly, her thighs slipped under
Speaker 2: the desk, still trapped by the despert parted. Now, okay,
Speaker 2: I'm going to have to just unscrew the control panel.
Speaker 2: I'm sorry if it touches you in any way, he said, gingerly.
Speaker 2: The sensation at the back of his fingers pressing against
Speaker 2: her panties sent shock weights of electricity through Susie's body,
Speaker 2: each turn of the screwdriver, forcing his fingers to brush
Speaker 2: over her panties innocently caressing her lips her clip. Susie
Speaker 2: wasn't sure if she had already been moaning or if
Speaker 2: this was the first moment that had parted her lips,
Speaker 2: but the sensation of his fingers repeatedly brushing against her
Speaker 2: moist sensitive varier forced her whole body to tense with
Speaker 2: uncontrollable desire. Suddenly, the desk lifted. Susie looked down his
Speaker 2: eyes looking up at her over her roosed shirt. Without thinking,
Speaker 2: she just said finish it and put her legs over
Speaker 2: his shoulders, pulling his lips firmly against her pussy. His
Speaker 2: tongue teased along the edge of her panties, teasing the
Speaker 2: edge of her folds. Susie slowly rocked her pussy up
Speaker 2: and down his stubble chin, the sensation sending wild ways
Speaker 2: of passion burning through her body. Slowly, his fingers explored
Speaker 2: her lips, his tongue teasing gently up and down the
Speaker 2: length of her pussy, exploring, tasting, teasing, before his fingers
Speaker 2: slipped the hood off her clip, and with delicious, deliberate
Speaker 2: broad strokes of his tongue, he caressed around it. She
Speaker 2: moaned loudly, her body getting closer and closer to where
Speaker 2: she need to be. His fingers slid inside her pussy,
Speaker 2: massaging her walls as his lips sucked on her clip,
Speaker 2: intermediately flicking it with his tongue, finding the massage bar,
Speaker 2: finding the massage button on the chair, he started sending
Speaker 2: gentle vibrations for her body, intensifying the sensations already growing
Speaker 2: inside her. Her thighs tightened, squeezing his magic lips tight
Speaker 2: against her pussy as she gripped on the chair, his
Speaker 2: fingers thrusting harder and harder, deeper and deeper through her
Speaker 2: trembling lips, her pussy clutching frantically at every movement of
Speaker 2: his fingers. She could fill her core, tensing with the
Speaker 2: need to release, the need to come. As she felt
Speaker 2: her clip being sucked between his teeth, her body shook
Speaker 2: in pleasure as her orgasm exploded from the top of
Speaker 2: her head to the tip of her toes. Pushing her
Speaker 2: chair back, she stared intensely at her him be inside
Speaker 2: me now, she commanded. Without waiting, he raised himself to
Speaker 2: his knees and buckled his pants and guided his long,
Speaker 2: thick cock deep into a still trembling pussy, clutching at
Speaker 2: every throbbing inch as he pushed hard and deep inside
Speaker 2: her in perfect time with the vibrations of the chair.
Speaker 2: Unbuttoning her shirt, his hands rubbed roughly over the lace
Speaker 2: of her bra, pinching her nipples as he stretched her
Speaker 2: pussy tight around his girth. Her orgasm just seemed to
Speaker 2: continue to grow with every thrust of his hard coock.
Speaker 2: Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled him in closer,
Speaker 2: pushing her pussy hard against his thrusting hips, listening to
Speaker 2: him moan. Hearing him so close to coming sent a
Speaker 2: fresh wave of desire through a body, her orgasm merciless
Speaker 2: in its domination of her whole body. Her hand reached
Speaker 2: down and rubbed her clip furiously as he can continued
Speaker 2: to fuck her harder and harder, his own body tensing
Speaker 2: then shuddering as Susie felt the warm stream of his
Speaker 2: calm explode inside her. Her body responded so intensely she
Speaker 2: thought she might faint from the pleasure of flooding through
Speaker 2: her body. As she cried out O Raugussin holding him
Speaker 2: inside her, Susie immersed herself in the sensation of his
Speaker 2: wonderful cock pulsing against her clutching pussy. Opening her eyes,
Speaker 2: she held his beautiful gaze for a moment before whispering,
Speaker 2: I think my cherney's adjusting as well. Grinning, he simply said, oh,
Speaker 2: I can help with that. It might take me twenty
Speaker 2: minutes to get everything prepared again, though, So I hope
Speaker 2: you like that little story. Another one next week am
Speaker 2: and obviously on Friday, and we have another hu Any
Speaker 2: healing Meditation yes on Monday, a new erotic story. So
Speaker 2: if you have any ideas or any suggestions you'd like
Speaker 2: to hear for a story, then don't be shy and
Speaker 2: just come ahead and say this is what I'd like
Speaker 2: to hear you do as a story, and let's see
Speaker 2: where we go. Yeah, it's that easy. Just email me
Speaker 2: at Devlin at Wilddesires dot com and not do what
Speaker 2: I can. So I look forward to seeing you on Monday.
Speaker 2: Wait until then, and always with your pleasure in mind.
Speaker 2: This is devilin wild, wishing you salacious dreams. A stat
Speaker 2: space and attatate y tected.
Speaker 1: And at a tempted stacted