Descent: Part I

Descent: Part I by kitten - 2000-12-20 06:00:00

The candles that were arranged with excited anticipation are half melted and have already been reluctantly blown out. Dinner for two that was set perfectly on the table grew cold and was wrapped up and put away. And as I sit on the edge of the bed pouting, I wonder how it’s possible that you picked this night to stay at the office late. You have been working hard and we’ve had so little time together that I had imagined a wonderful evening of pampering ahead of us.

Trying to put the disappointment out of my mind, I lie back and close my eyes before rolling over onto your pillow. I bury my face into it and inhale deeply, trying desperately to capture your scent in an attempt to feel closer to you. As I lie there our last conversation replays in my head. I think of how I adore the sound of your voice, even when you aren’t telling me what I wish to hear. Abruptly, I rise to my feet with a smile on my face and grab the car keys as I rush out the door.

You’re at your desk working on the computer as I enter the office and quietly walk up behind you. Placing my hands on your shoulders you’re slightly startled as you turn to face me. Still smiling, I lean over and gently kiss your forehead before placing a finger to your mouth, requesting silence. You remain still and expressionless, watching me climb onto your lap to straddle you. I run my hands up my thighs, raising my skirt and uncovering the black lace panties that are beneath. Your eyes follow my fingertips as they trace along the curves of my breasts under my button-down blouse. I press my body against yours and feel your hands on my ass trying to pull me in closer. Moving away from you I shake my head, before removing your hands and placing them back at your sides.

Instantly you grab my wrists and pin them behind me with one hand. The other finds its way back to my ass, this time with a much firmer grip you pull me to you. Shocked, I try to free myself, but to no avail. The more I protest, the tighter your grasp becomes. You stare directly into my eyes as you rip open the front of my blouse exposing my unconfined breasts underneath. My body begins to tremble under your gaze, half from excitement and half from fear, not knowing what you will choose to do next. You lower your head and take my nipple into your mouth. I close my eyes and begin to moan as I feel your tongue circling it, making it harder before switching to the other. Relaxing my body, I begin to enjoy your touch, erasing my uncertainties...

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