She had spotted him the first day at work. As she was introduced to her new colleagues one guy had stood out instantly. Tall and toned but with a casual scruffiness about him, he had a smile that made her want to drop her knickers and jump on his lap there and then. She wanted to fuck this guy, bad. The sort of raw, angry sex that leaves you needing a day off afterwards, but that wasn't enough. She wanted to 'have' this man, wanted to have him beg, to know that she was in charge. Now she had her chance, work drinks on a Friday and he was there. She had made sure to dress as slutty as she could without being in trouble in the office and knew that he had noticed her during the day. When he popped off to a meeting room to make a call she made her move, following and making sure that nobody else had seen. He'd picked a quiet one, away from everyone. She could see him on his phone through the window and let herself in.
As he turned to see who had come into the room she put her finger to her lips with a quiet 'ssh'. That smile crept across his face again and he began to make more effort to end the call. She walked over to the couch opposite and turned her back on him, un-clipping her long brown hair so that it fell over her shoulders and back, exposed by the low cut of her dress. Bending over she ran her hands down her long, slim, nylon clad legs, pausing at her ankles to allow him the perfect view. Her skirt, now hiked up so much that her stocking tops gave way to her pale skin, the garters framing her naked cunt, now beginning to moisten with the anticipation. Hearing him try to get off the phone she turned her head to look him in the eyes, smiling at him and placing one hand on her pussy, pressing lightly while sticking her tongue out. Standing up she turned around to face him and pulled her dress over her head exposing her pert breasts. She sat down on the couch and spread her legs slowly, one then the other. She knew she had him now and that had made her pussy soak, the juices falling out and lubricating her lips as she ran her hand over her clitoris making sure to keep eye contact with him.
Finally his call ended but before he had a chance to say a word she had put her finger to her lips again. He nodded and began to move towards her only to be halted by her waving her finger at him. She gestured for him to sit in one of the chairs at the table and he obeyed. She could see his cock straining against his trousers as his erection pushed to get out and smiled. Looking back at him, knowing that he was game, she gestured at his groin and watched with delight as he quickly undid the zip and grabbed his dick firmly, the throbbing and swelling evident with each slow stroke, pre cum oozing from the tip. She wanted it so badly and was licking her plump red lips at the thought of it but wanted this to be different. Realising she had become distracted from herself she slipped her middle finger inside, pushing up on her g-spot, causing her body to react with pleasure, her back arching and eyes closing slowly, breathing in deeply through flared nostrils as she bit down on her bottom lip, a small moan escaping as she began to relax again slowly. Removing her finger, now soaked in her own taste, she raised it slowly to her mouth and sucked it dry, staring right in his eyes as she moved it back down and began to play with herself again.
His pace had begun to increase as he became transfixed with her show, but she urged him to slow down. 'I want you to come with me' she whispered softly, acknowleding his nod with a wink. As he slowed down she focused on his cock being stroked by his hands, the head swollen and dripping, the noise of pre cum being squeezed against his shaft causing her to twitch with delight. Picking up her speed she began to circle her clit with a finger tip, speeding up and slowing down in bursts, feeling the warmth move up her body as she did. She wanted to cum and watch him climax at the same time. She began to finger her g spot again, this time more aggressively, pushing hard against it and making herself spasm with each push, the rushes causing her to tighten around her fingers. He could see her getting closer to orgasm and was fighting to hold his off, the strain beginning to show in his face was all she needed. She knew she had him, he was totally under her control and that feeling sent her wild, her body spasming with pleasure, she could feel herself swelling and everything rushing to her pulsating cunt. Her spare hand gripping the back of the sofa tightly she came with force, letting out a huge moan and stretching backwards as her pussy squirted her juice all over the sofa and carpet. The sight of her orgasm was too much for him and he exploded with a moan, cum shooting from his cock as he pumped away, desperate for it to last forever.
Exhausted, she smiled and giggled. She got up and walked over to him, sat slumped in a chair, his cock still twitching in his hand. She took her hand and stroked the palm up his hands and shaft, giving his head a couple of slow rubs with her finger tips. She looked at the cum in her hand and licked it all off, showing him her spunk covered tongue, she moved closed to him and kissed him deep. The dress went back on, she adjusted her stocking seams and went back to the party.