Don Abdul ©2010
Right after her sexually memorable visit to Giovanni’s office to wrap up their unfinished business, Lynda had become quite busy with a new account she had managing the comfort of a visiting Japanese business delegation. It was such hard work due to the language barriers involved but it was such a profitable venture she had no complaints; none that she cared to share with anyone else anyway.
Lynda had also been seriously considering hiring a personal assistant cum office manager to help her keep things under control whilst freeing up some time for her personal (read that as) extra curricular pursuits. During the rush of her current project, she was glad she had decided to accept Jack, the rather handsome and very young intern who worked in her office.
The devil in Lynda had been pushing her towards an inappropriate liaison with the strapping youth, but it felt rather scandalous to even admit some of the erotic images that flash across her minds eye each time he walked by or stood close to her.
‘Thank God I’m so busy right now, or I probably wouldn’t care how young he is.’ She thought to herself one late afternoon as she watched Jack walk towards the door on an errand for her.
So busy was she at that period that her great sexual appetite had to take a back seat for the four weeks that it took to wrap things up. Her only sexual contact was a brief grope and spit sex in the comfort of her matrimonial bed with her sexually incompetent husband Andrew just before he jetted off on yet another business trip. If anything, that encounter only served to magnify her mounting sexual frustration. In order to preserve her sanity though, she had indulged her growing fantasy of a threesome involving her Italian lover and his jealous secretary.
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It was just three days before her Japanese Project would wrap up; but things were going so well so far that Lynda allowed herself the luxury of taking an early rain check. She was so horny that she headed straight home and retired to her bedroom where she stripped off her clothes and headed for the shower in her ensuite bathroom.
She sighed as the fine spray of water drummed down on her skin and soothed the aches in her tense shoulders and the stiffness in her neck. She squirted a dollop of bath gel in her palm and then rubbed that over her body. The sensually stimulating feel of her soapy hand caressing her wet curves and then gliding over her breasts turned her nipples into bullets and sent her needy sex tingling with pent up desire.
Lynda’s itch was in desperate need of a good scratching and all that was available to her at that moment was a pair of hands and a very naughty and creative imagination and an inner freak crying to be unleashed. Her first instinct was to rush through the shower and then descend upon her cache of sex toys in her night stand; but she was deterred by the sudden realization that she was out of batteries as her unrelenting sexual hunger especially in the past week had seen her killing all the batteries in her various toys.
“Mmmmm…” she moaned softly as her soapy hand again brushed over her erect nipples and then she decided to go with the flow of her body’s urgent need. Her right hand travelled south to her wet slippery sex, and her hands worked methodically rubbing her puffy lips and then teasing her clit hood as her other hand teased her nipples and kneaded her ample boobs alternately.
Her moans grew in volume and intensity as she shut her eyes and surrendered herself to the pleasure of self loving while her mind once again returned to that special place in her most recent unyielding fantasy.
She visualized the bathroom door creaking open and the fuzzy outlines of Giovanni’s sexy young and jealous secretary darkening the doorway as she watched her touch herself through the translucent glass of the shower door.
A shiver of excitement runs through her as she watches Bianca pause at the doorway and listen with a raunchily cocked ear to the soothing droning sound of the fine shower spray, and admiring the sexy Lynda’s raunchy body movements through the translucent glass of the shower booth.
She imagines Bianca feeling her pussy tingling as she imagines how she would cup and fondle those big gorgeous breasts and then suck on her tight ripe nipples too.
Lynda groaned as she rubbed her slit, and then began to circle her erect clit with her fingers while she trembled amidst the rush of pleasure that coursed through her whole body.