finally done.
She wondered what her husband David had planned for
Valentine’s Day. It was probably just chocolates and roses as it had
been for most of their 15 years together. She secretly hoped it would
be more and had even worn the thigh high stockings beneath her office
clothes in case he had something more passionate planned. Then her
phone chimed.
Karen picked it up expecting to see a message from David, but it
was'nt. It was from Jeff.
Karen flushed with excitement; happy that he hadn’t forgot Valentine’s
Day. Jeff had been away in the Atlanta office and not due to return
for another week. Karen was having an affair with him currently that
was more about mutual excitement than a relationship. She had thought
about telling David as he was always fantasizing about being a cuckold
but as yet had not.
The message said;
Don’t move, you look lovely.Wriggle out of your panties and leave them around your ankles. Close your eyes, I’ll be right in.
Karen almost shrieked with joy, she needed Jeff sooooo bad.
She glanced out through the textured glass off her office and saw the
various lights going off as people departed. You couldn’t see clearly
through her glass so she was safe except for the open office door. She
slid her thumbs up the outside of her thighs and quickly hooked her
panties and pushed them down over her knees where they slithered down
her legs. If someone came in they would be able to see them under the
desk. She closed her eyes.
Her skirt had stayed up in back and the leather was cool on the heat
she felt in her pussy. She hadn’t had sex in five weeks since Jeff had
left. She had known she’d get the regular from David tonight and as
disappointing as that usually was it was better than nothing and
certainly not even close to the extra two inches and Jeff gave her.
Not to mention the time to actually have an orgasm.
Karen heard someone come in but dutifully kept her eyes closed. She
knew He liked her to follow his orders. Another minute passed and
Karen began to doubt anyone had come in when she felt the air move and
heard the slight sound of steps on her carpet.
Oh God, what if it wasn’t Jeff? She began to worry but knew if she
didn’t obey he would just as likely not have her punised. She
gritted her teeth worrying about all the possibilities even briefly
picturing the cleaning man watching her as he stroked himself.
Karen smelled the familiar scent of Jeff, now close to her. She felt
his breath on the back of her neck, then he kissed her right in the
same place, the cool breeze replaced by his warm lips. She kept her
eyes closed enjoying her senses being heightened as vision was denied.
She felt a cold trickle on her throat and he whispered to her, “Lift
your hair.”
Karen did as she was told and felt him fasten the clasp of a necklace.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Karen. Open your eyes now,” he whispered.
She did and turned while standing to kiss him very deeply. Jeff’s
hands slid over her hips with authoritative familiarity. One hand
reached up to graze a thumb across her nipple as the continued to
explore each other for several minutes.
Jeff stepped back and said, “Look at your present first for goodness sake.”
Karen turned and bent over her desk to look in the small mirror she had.
The necklace held a pendant that looked like a cause ribbon, it had an
oval at the top and two arms pointed down after the cross.
