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Speaker 1: another edition of Wild in Bed. There's always This story
Speaker 1: is best enjoyed laying on your bed, put your earbuds in,
Speaker 1: take a nice deep breath, and just let all the stress,
Speaker 1: all that tension of the week ago. For the next
Speaker 1: half an hour or so, it's just you in my voice.
Speaker 1: This is your time, your pleasure to close your eyes,
Speaker 1: just let my words, my voice drift over you. The
Speaker 1: computer flickers to life. It's soft glow filling the room,
Speaker 1: illuminating Ann's face. She turns her head as if pained
Speaker 1: by the light. Fuck, she mumbles at the savage claws
Speaker 1: of a hangover dragging across her brain. She winces again,
Speaker 1: promising herself a glass of water into eybroprofen. Once his
Speaker 1: damn computer started to work properly, if it ever did.
Speaker 1: It wasn't that the it equipment was old in this
Speaker 1: office or even useless. It just never seemed to work
Speaker 1: as Anne intended, and in her book that made it broken.
Speaker 1: The other staff never seemed to have the same problems,
Speaker 1: or not ones that they admit to, at least, consoling herself,
Speaker 1: it was probably just that they never owned up to
Speaker 1: having an issue. Of course, everybody else had the same problems.
Speaker 1: Even the damn to copy and malked her For three days.
Speaker 1: She hadn't been able to photo copy one damn piece
Speaker 1: of paperwork, and she sure as hell wasn't asking any
Speaker 1: of the other younger girls to help her. Leaning back
Speaker 1: in her seat, closing her eyes for a moment, waiting
Speaker 1: for the familiar ping of the computer to wake her,
Speaker 1: she let her mind wander back to the bar last night.
Speaker 1: There had certainly been a lot of gin and tonics
Speaker 1: patting her lips. The jokes had flowed freely. It had
Speaker 1: been so long since they had gathered as friends, and
Speaker 1: truly felt like last night was her first night of
Speaker 1: freedom after serving months in prison. The computers serenaded her
Speaker 1: briefly and cursed, having hoped for a few more minutes
Speaker 1: of reliving life last night, surveying the office again looking
Speaker 1: for some distraction this morning, of course, the drinking had
Speaker 1: led to issues this morning with her partner and despite
Speaker 1: her best efforts, and had to leave the house frustrated
Speaker 1: and wanting. She needed something to take her mind of
Speaker 1: the dull age between her thighs. The phone rings shattering
Speaker 1: the genesis of her lustful thoughts. Yet the minute the
Speaker 1: call is over, their return with a vengeance. Damn, Why
Speaker 1: are meant so useless in bed after getting drunk? Tonight?
Speaker 1: It shifts mean he's working away, So it was back
Speaker 1: to her favorite battery powered boyfriend, something that was becoming
Speaker 1: all too familiar for Round's liking. Back to letting her
Speaker 1: eyes drift around the office. The office is clean and sterile,
Speaker 1: like most offices, she would imagine self motivational images hung
Speaker 1: from the walls, not that they really had any effect
Speaker 1: on Anne. Bookcases lining the walls full of important looking
Speaker 1: tones on various aspects of business, each one of them
Speaker 1: looking more boring than the last. When she first started
Speaker 1: working in the office, she had briefly started reading one
Speaker 1: of the books, an interest that had lasted less than
Speaker 1: ten seconds. She couldn't have been more than a hundred
Speaker 1: words in, and felt her panties dropping off in boredom.
Speaker 1: Her panties Dann that thought, God, was this going to
Speaker 1: be her day to day. Hung Over, horny, and frustrated
Speaker 1: to Alan back, this was going to be one hell
Speaker 1: of a long day. Shifting on her seat uncomfortably, her
Speaker 1: wet pleasure already teasing at the soft lace of her panties,
Speaker 1: Anne squeezes her thighs together, hoping to tame her hot lust.
Speaker 1: As a wrapper around skirt falls gently over her moving thighs.
Speaker 1: The sudden breeze caresses at her panties, stimulating her further
Speaker 1: and tries to withhold the gentleman that escapes her lips.
Speaker 1: Automatically closing her eyes, she sinks into the unbidden pleasure
Speaker 1: a little more. The ring of her desk phone shakes
Speaker 1: it quickly from her brief fantasy. A deep voice, resonant
Speaker 1: and dominant, speaks, HI, I've been booked to fix your
Speaker 1: network issues, but I'm running a little late. I'll be
Speaker 1: with you in about an hour. The tones in the
Speaker 1: voice melt through Anne somehow, each vowl teasing her body
Speaker 1: in such a salacious way. Okay, fine, most of the
Speaker 1: office will be in a training session. Will that be okay?
Speaker 1: And responds, frustrated with the disruption to her fantasy. As
Speaker 1: long as I can get my hands on everything I need.
Speaker 1: It will be fine. That delectably warm voice resonates somewhere
Speaker 1: deep with their hands panties. I'll see you then, Anne says,
Speaker 1: replacing the handset. She sighs a breath of relief. At
Speaker 1: least she has an excuse now not to go to
Speaker 1: the staff training session. The minutes pass by, and watches
Speaker 1: as everyone leaves for the upper floor offices, grateful for
Speaker 1: the opportunity to sleep a little and recover from the
Speaker 1: sins of last night. Closing her eyes, she relaxes into
Speaker 1: a brief sleep. Knock at the door wakes her sharply,
Speaker 1: reacting on instinct, and leaps from her chair and is
Speaker 1: halfway to the main door before she is even fully awake.
Speaker 1: Opening it, she stares confused at the young man stood
Speaker 1: on the doorstep. Can I help you? Yes, it's marked
Speaker 1: from Network Services. We've spoke an hour ago, he says,
Speaker 1: looking equally confused. Oh oh, yes, please come in. As
Speaker 1: a sleep drops from her eyes and can see the
Speaker 1: sparkle in his eyes, his firm jaw line, his white
Speaker 1: smile as he speaks in that beautiful tone, his tone
Speaker 1: body as he moves pass and rushing against her. Her
Speaker 1: skirt falls opened, and his hand inadversently brushes her thigh
Speaker 1: sending tremors to Anne's core. She shudders at his touch.
Speaker 1: It's hand rough against the silken flesh of her thighs.
Speaker 1: Walking into the main office, he puts his toolbox down
Speaker 1: on Ane's desk. Am I all right? Leaving this here?
Speaker 1: He asks his tones scress in every inch of Anne's body? Yeah,
Speaker 1: I guess, She stutters, her eyes tracing a seductive line
Speaker 1: over his torn jeans, lingering longfully around his groin, noticing
Speaker 1: the prominent bulge beneath the faded denim. A thousand images
Speaker 1: flash in Anne's mind. Good, He turns. Anne's eyes cannot
Speaker 1: help but settle on his tight ask at the contour
Speaker 1: showing beautifully through the denim. Salacious thoughts invade Anne's mind.
Speaker 1: Lust burns between her thighs as her eyes dance over
Speaker 1: every in of his hard toned body. Not needing to
Speaker 1: feel this lust so intensely between her thighs, and returns
Speaker 1: to her seat, keeping her desk firmly between her and
Speaker 1: the sexy young network engineer. She really did not need
Speaker 1: any more temptation today, sliding her chair under the safety
Speaker 1: of her desk, she inquired, do you need me for anything,
Speaker 1: suddenly aware her tongue was caressing her lips in her
Speaker 1: habit she had when she was downright horning. No, I'm good,
Speaker 1: he replied, obviously oblivious to her desires, his attention firmly
Speaker 1: on the contents of his tool box. What is it
Speaker 1: with men? Okay, wake me up if you need anything.
Speaker 1: With her quick response, and closed her eyes, determined to
Speaker 1: enjoy the rest of the sleep she'd start earlier. She
Speaker 1: had another couple of hours before everyone else would return.
Speaker 1: That was ample time to rid herself of both her
Speaker 1: hangover and the wanting thoughts invading her mind. It felt
Speaker 1: like she'd only drifted off for a minute before he
Speaker 1: disturbed her again, the problems in the cables under the desk.
Speaker 1: I'm going to have to work under the desks. Refusing
Speaker 1: to return totally from the bliss of sleep, Anne's eyes
Speaker 1: remained firmly closed. Fine, I'm here if you need me,
Speaker 1: but please only if it's urgent, and with that and
Speaker 1: surrendered to her much needed sleep once more. Somewhere in
Speaker 1: the depths of her dream, she became aware of warm
Speaker 1: hands pushing her knees gently apart, feels surreal is strong
Speaker 1: hands moving gently up her calves, rough fingers caressing her
Speaker 1: silken skin. Desire automatically takes over an An's thighs, naturally part,
Speaker 1: willing the attention, wanting the feeling of his hands, his lips,
Speaker 1: his tongue along her body. Her scir falls apart, exposing
Speaker 1: her wet panties to him, exposing her desire, her lust,
Speaker 1: her need. Alternating between sensuous kisses, long flicks of his tongue,
Speaker 1: and the stinging bite of his teeth. He slowly moves
Speaker 1: his mouth up her legs, even in her dream, and
Speaker 1: can feel the desire burning inside of her, the aching
Speaker 1: in her pussy, her clit to be licked, caressed, fucked,
Speaker 1: as his mouth moves over the inside out of her knees,
Speaker 1: his rough stubble burning at her soft skin, tantalizing her,
Speaker 1: her pussy gently throbbing, aching for those lips, those fingers
Speaker 1: that cock. The heat radiating from his lips is undeniable.
Speaker 1: A gentle moon drops from her lips, A gentle moan
Speaker 1: drops from her lips. Fuck me please, Ignoring her please,
Speaker 1: he continues to move slowly up her thighs, the gentle
Speaker 1: sting of his teeth sending shock waists straight up, threw
Speaker 1: her thighs into a pussy and right there on her clit.
Speaker 1: As Anne pushes her chair back, his lips never leave
Speaker 1: her skin, the firm flick of his tongue causing her
Speaker 1: body to ache in such intense ways. Already her thighs
Speaker 1: tense as he slowly moves up her toes, curling in
Speaker 1: her strappy sandals. Jesus, she moans. Her hands drop on
Speaker 1: the thick curls of his hair, running her fingers tightly
Speaker 1: through them as he moves slowly towards where she needs
Speaker 1: to feel his mouth, pulling him further. Her wont overpowering
Speaker 1: any ambition she has left, her breath caressing that soft
Speaker 1: flesh on the inside of her thighs, the dampness of
Speaker 1: his lips burning through as she feels his stubble caressing
Speaker 1: the outside of her wet panties, teasing the lips of
Speaker 1: her pussy to that soft material. Please, she gasps. Turning
Speaker 1: his head, his tongue teases along the edge of her panties.
Speaker 1: Looking down, she holds the intense gaze of his deep
Speaker 1: blue eyes willing his tongue further deeper. Slowly, he slides
Speaker 1: one finger up the lace edge of her panties, easing
Speaker 1: it back, exposing her wonton pussy to the merciless pleasure
Speaker 1: of his tongue. Determined to hold that gaze of his
Speaker 1: beautiful eyes, she refuses to close hers as his fingers
Speaker 1: trace a slow line along the length of her lips.
Speaker 1: Her stomach tenses in anticipation of the desire as he
Speaker 1: circles her clit, denying her the pleasure of stroking it,
Speaker 1: just yet satisfied with watching her writhe in passion as
Speaker 1: he parts her lips. The rush of a gentle breeze
Speaker 1: caresses around her clit, teasing it still further, and his
Speaker 1: body responds with an intense shudder from head to toe.
Speaker 1: Her fingers grasping at his hair, resisting the pull of
Speaker 1: her hands, He gives one intense flick of his tongue,
Speaker 1: firm and lavish, across her c lit, forcing her body
Speaker 1: to arc with need. Smiling gently, his tongue caresses slowly
Speaker 1: around her clit, taunting it, teasing it, before his lips
Speaker 1: suck gently on it, pulling it firmly between his teeth,
Speaker 1: the stinging pleasure of his teeth subsiding as his tongue
Speaker 1: gently caresses between her lips, tasting her sweet juices, pushing
Speaker 1: up higher until it brushes along her clip with firm,
Speaker 1: long strokes, making Ann's back hark again. And then the
Speaker 1: sudden thrust of his fingers deep into Anne's pussy forces
Speaker 1: aneedy cry from her mouth, Oh God. The sensation fueled
Speaker 1: by her wet pleasure seeping down her thighs, her lips
Speaker 1: stretching around his rough fingers as they thrust deeper and
Speaker 1: deeper into Anne's inviting pussy, his tongue flicking viciously across
Speaker 1: her clit, sucking it, biting it. The orgasm already moving
Speaker 1: up her body is undeniable and yielding, unstoppable. As her
Speaker 1: thighs clenched tightly around his head, she can hear herself moaning,
Speaker 1: which just intensifies the sensations moving through her body. The
Speaker 1: clenching in her stomach becomes a swirling, intense and burning
Speaker 1: through her like wildfire. She grasped tightly at his hair,
Speaker 1: pulling him harder onto her pussy, needing to release, needing
Speaker 1: to come. Anne's body tenses as the orgasm explodes over
Speaker 1: her body, his tongue slowing as Anne's body shudders in pleasure.
Speaker 1: He stands up, his hard cock, pressing the denim of
Speaker 1: his faded jens hungrily and grass at his belt buckle
Speaker 1: and then his waistband. Her lips seeking its hard cock
Speaker 1: as his pants dropped to the floor. Firm and on
Speaker 1: her tongue, she slides her lips up and down his length,
Speaker 1: enjoying the acre of pleasure as he grows even harder.
Speaker 1: Between her lips is throbbing need teasing at her tongue wantingly,
Speaker 1: and takes him deeper, suppressing a gag as he threatens
Speaker 1: her throat, tears stinging down her cheeks as she feels
Speaker 1: its cock pulsing in her mouth. The first drops a
Speaker 1: pre comb, easing onto her tongue. His fingers grasped at
Speaker 1: her hair, pulling her head back and away from his
Speaker 1: delicious cock. Lifting her roughly from her chair, he pushes
Speaker 1: her onto her desk and wraps her legs around his waist.
Speaker 1: The tune of Lady Madonna drifts through the air before silencing,
Speaker 1: and her cellphone vibrating on the desk next to her.
Speaker 1: A mischievous glint appears in his eyes. Watch your number,
Speaker 1: without thinking, and gives him her number. He picks up
Speaker 1: the deask phone and darl's quickly, all the time his
Speaker 1: intensely blue eyes never leaving Hans. The tune of Lady
Speaker 1: Madonna drifts through the air again, grabbing her phone, and
Speaker 1: he holds it tight against her clit, the vibration in
Speaker 1: the phone setting off tremas through Anne's body. Read oh again,
Speaker 1: the vibrations against her clit, redaw again, the vibrations against
Speaker 1: her clit, her body aching with the waves of pleasure
Speaker 1: moving up and down her redow more vibrations, her clit throbbing,
Speaker 1: aching in pleasure, her pussy needing to be fought so hard,
Speaker 1: so deeply. Pulling her skirt apart, his arms push harshly
Speaker 1: under her legs, lifting them over his shoulders, moving her
Speaker 1: panties to one side. He pushes his throbbing erection deep
Speaker 1: inside Anne's eager pussy, her wet lips stretching around his
Speaker 1: girth as he pounds into her, leaning into her, his
Speaker 1: thrust quicken, forceful, masterful, animalistic, the burning desire in his
Speaker 1: eyes arousing Anne even further desperately. She grasped at the
Speaker 1: side of the desk, pulling herself on to him, meeting
Speaker 1: every thrust with her own passionate motion, his rough hands
Speaker 1: finding her clit, rubbing it firmly as he thrusts harder
Speaker 1: and harder into her. Somewhere in the distance, she can
Speaker 1: hear a phone ring, but to immerse in the pleasure
Speaker 1: of this hard fucking man, and tries to ignore it. Strangely,
Speaker 1: the sound of the phone ringing in perfect timing with
Speaker 1: his hard thrust, seemed to accentuate the sensations, as if
Speaker 1: the phone was teasing her to clit with every thrust
Speaker 1: of his cock, as if every ring of the phone
Speaker 1: was somehow teasing her to clit as he fucks her
Speaker 1: faster and faster, harder and harder, every ring of the phone,
Speaker 1: every rub of his thumb, every thrust of his cock,
Speaker 1: increasing her orgasm more and more intense, closer and closer,
Speaker 1: moaning louder and louder, the ring of the phone, intensifying
Speaker 1: the sensation. As his cock explodes inside of her, warm come,
Speaker 1: filling her pussy. Her body explodes in delightful satisfaction as
Speaker 1: she comes right there on his cock. As the warm
Speaker 1: pleasure of her orgasm embraces her body. The ringing of
Speaker 1: the phone slowly fades. Anne's moans gently eased to a panting.
Speaker 1: She closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his calm
Speaker 1: dripping from her pussy. His cock gently slides from inside her,
Speaker 1: and he helps her back into her chair as her
Speaker 1: breathing calms and fills a veil of sleep. And fills
Speaker 1: a veil of sleep, embrace her in a perfect bliss.
Speaker 1: Excuse me, I think we're done. His deep resonant tones
Speaker 1: awakened Anne abruptly. Oh yeah, we are, she manages, confused,
Speaker 1: her mind clouded from her dream. Everything should work to
Speaker 1: your satisfaction. Now, great, Thank you. Sorry, I must have
Speaker 1: fallen asleep, Anne says, shaking the sleep from her mind.
Speaker 1: I'll let you out. She walks slowly towards the door,
Speaker 1: her legs shaking a little, grasping the hand or. She
Speaker 1: pauses for a moment, steadying herself as she pulls the
Speaker 1: door open, leaning against it for stability. He turns and
Speaker 1: smiles as he leaves. It's been a pleasure, his voice
Speaker 1: warming and resonant. Anne returns his smile, still confused, As
Speaker 1: the door clicked shut, she slowly becomes aware of a
Speaker 1: warm sensation dripping down her thigh, enjoying that pleasure for
Speaker 1: a moment. The soft waves are satisfaction, still moving over
Speaker 1: her body. Confusion clowns her mind. Was she sleep? Was
Speaker 1: it a dream? She couldn't have just fucked a strange
Speaker 1: man on her desk. Returning to her desk, she sinks
Speaker 1: into her seat. Does it matter, she mumbles, grinning to herself.
Speaker 1: Sliding her hand between her thighs, her fingers lift the
Speaker 1: warm cream to her lips, savoring it for a moment.
Speaker 1: Anne is suddenly aware of the phone ringing, pausing for
Speaker 1: a second, her pussy clutching in perfect time every sound
Speaker 1: of the phone as if it was teasing at her clip,
Speaker 1: enjoying the sensations moving through a body, and pauses for
Speaker 1: a moment longer listening to the phone, feeling the aching
Speaker 1: growing in a pussy again, before lifting it up and
Speaker 1: answering it. So I hope you enjoyed that little story
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