“In your pussy would be nicer. All wonderfully coated.”

I was trying to get these words out of my mind. I’d messaged my Miss during the night shift, telling her I was eating my way through a tin of chocolates I found in the empty office, offering to sneak one home for her in my bra.

Trying to concentrate on work, my eyes kept wandering back to the chocolates. Perhaps the miniature finger of fudge?

Feeling naughty, I lowered my knickers and unwrapped the mouthful, slowly sliding it inside my wet cunt. 

A melted chocolate treat for her for later.