Fantasy Fridays – Bad Girl

I am at work in my office. I am suited up in my formal work clothes. A woman comes into my office. She is girlfriend. She’s a bit taller then me. I’m petite, so most women are taller than I am.

She is a combination of power and softness. She is someone that just gives you a sexual vibe; a woman with a kind of virility but with an obvious air of femininity. She has cat eyes.

She reads me immediately. She can tell how tired I am from the work day. She can tell that I’ve had a heavy load of responsibilities today. She sends me a smile and it warms me. Then she sends me a grin and it pierces right through me. I am not a shy woman, at work, with men or in life. But my God, she makes me shy. She makes me crumble.

She places her hands on my shoulders and glides them all the way down to my hands. We hold hands. We kiss. I love licking her tongue.

She takes hold of my wrists, a bit too tight.

“Hi bad girl,” she says.
“Hi,” I barely whisper.

I let out a gentle moan and return to kissing her. In my moan I let her know how eager and relieved i feel. She’s here with me now, and its all going to be ok. She will comfort me. We will soothe each other, with our bodies.

“May I…?” I ask with my fingers on her buttons.
“You may”, she says. So I remove her blouse and bra. She undresses me but keeps my panties and leather boots on.

We hold each other. Our breasts pressed. Her fingers running lightly up my back.
I feel hot chills cover my skin.

She says it again, “Hi bad girl”.

“Hi…Mmmmaam”.

She sits at the chair of my desk. She pats her lap. I know my place, so i place myself across her thighs. She tugs and pulls my panties between my cheeks. She rubs and pets my behind. I know what’s coming.

She spanks me, tenderly, firmly, erotically.

“Are you wet,” she ask with a gentle authority?

“Yes I am,” I confess.

“Naughty girl…naughty lady, is your pussy wet?”.  She says this as she spanks me one good smack at a time.Each hot smack heats up my bottom.  Each hot smack sends pleasure stings to my pussy.

We move to the couch. We both lay down. Our legs wrapped around each other.
I ride her thigh as she rides mine. Her fingers find my pussy from behind. We’re body locked in a dance.

“You’re my sexy bad girl, aren’t you?”, she says again.

“Yes, I am, yes i am”, i repeat until i come.