angelikanylone: Reading sample: 16.11.1976 - the birthday of my lovely husband. A date, which every
angelikanylone: Reading sample: 16.11.1976 - the birthday of my lovely husband. A date, which every year with me and with it anticipation, because firstly I’m looking forward to an erotic experience of the extra class and I think something special, and secondly, because he knows exactly that I do this every year. And at the same time, I leave him in the dark every year, which in no way diminishes his anticipation. After 15 years of relationship, it is not easy to find something new every year, but I still try to do it again and again. For this year I had thought of the following… Paul left our home in the morning, as usual, because he always does his office day on Fridays. Also this Friday, the 16.11.2012 he went to the office as usual. I had left the house shortly before, in a completely casual outfit not to betray me. In a pastry shop not far from our house I enjoyed a small second breakfast and drove back home a short time later. I enjoyed the hot bathtub for a good half an hour, removed all the unneeded hair, especially all the way up to my head, and then rummaged the box with the clothes I bought last week from the back of my box. For this day I had chosen a noble, black body, with a beautiful lace appliqué, which pulled up to the belly button and was laced up with a lace band around my neck. I bought new stockings, also in black. A first looking glance into the mirror convinced me to make the right choice. Then I slipped into my tight costume, which consisted of a skirt just over the knee and a nice blazer. A black satin blouse rounded the image from above, down my knee-high black boots perfected the appearance. Shortly thereafter, I left the house towards my first of 3 appointments for today. It was a bit of a strange feeling to complete two appointments for my company in this outfit, because I always felt that my conversation partners pulled me out with my eyes. What I find basically exciting, and also like to attract foreign men, but usually I keep this away from my job. The costume itself was now nothing particularly exciting, so I go to work more often, but the tip of the bodysuit around my neck let the fantasies of my interlocutors seem to bubble. Also on the second date I was not very different, but I could also convince him. It was almost noon and my company was only open until noon on Fridays, so I had an evening of work. From the car I called my gods. I told him that I had an appointment at my office in the office at 2 o'clock, where I urgently needed his support. Basically nothing extraordinary, because I often asked him for appointments or presentations for support. And as every year, he was only expecting my surprise in the evening. Besides, I had left the house in a casual outfit. I heard that he was not stupid, because he said he would be around 13:45. Perfect, I thought. I drove to my company and was, as I expected, already almost alone. But the last ones were already a short time later in the direction of the weekend. The company was now quiet and abandoned. 1:30 pm - I was waiting for my sweetie. I positioned myself at my desk, when my god-god opened the door punctually as always at 13:45. “Hello sweetness” he greeted me with a slightly irritating look at my outfit. I could see directly how he was rummaging in his memory and the current outfit with the other of in the morning, but did not come to any suitable result. I ignored this and pretended not to notice it. He sat down on the chair and asked “Well, what are we going to do?” “At 2 o'clock comes the company G-Point” I smiled into myself. Was that enough evidence for him? G-spot? I almost had to laugh aloud. “They have a French customer who is very interested in your products,” I added. “And here we want to deliver directly to France. We would now need to know what costs our customers would have to face. “Well, French, it will surely still be today, but different from what you imagine,” I thought, grinning inside. “Okay, how do such broadcasts look like? What is the expected amount? ”“ We do not know exactly yet. The product is bubble powder "I could almost no longer hold back. Paul was as usual at such meetings in his professional program and even this next note did not make him stupid. "In addition to the French customer, there is still a lot of interest in Greek deliveries, as Crosstrade.” “Okay, I think we can perfectly satisfy both revenues,” said Paul, still in the professional program, and did not notice , How much he suited my game with his choice of words. “Super,” I said, “that would be perfect. But I did not expect anything else, and I thought you could handle it perfectly. "Slowly a slight frown appeared, which indicated a discreet recognition of the situation. "I hurt my neck today so strongly,” I said, rubbing my neck carefully. “Wait, I’ll do it,” my god-spouse said as usual, was already behind me, and gently massaged my neck. My precaution by a button too wide open blouse gave him just with sure interesting insights. I closed my eyes, laid my head slightly back, opened my lips discreetly and enjoyed his touches. During the massage I slid down the office chair, with the desired effect, that my skirt skirt pushed ever further upward. Shortly after you could see the first discreet approach of my stockings, Paul whispered to me in the ear “Soso, G-Point, a French customer, a Greek delivery bubble powder. There is no appointment, is it? ”“ No, "I breathed back, stood up and pushed him onto my desk. Looking deeply into his eyes, I said, "Happy Birthday, sweetie” while I was nibbling on his belt. With a jerk I pulled the pants down to his knees and reached tightly into his tight shorts. Even before he could say anything, my lips closed his cock. I felt him grow fast and hard in my mouth… Full story in “Erotic short stories 01” -- source link