If I had my way, I would make myself respond to the conversation you have been sharing with me. I don’t imagine my words would have too much meaning. With my hands on your soft hips my mind would be thinking about what I would do next … if I had my way. Next you would see the devilish smile on my face and notice that my hands had left your hips. It would not take you long to realize why I had released you. You would feel the movement as my hands reached to my waist to release my jeans. Realizing my intent I imagine an unsure look of concern as you again looked down the empty hallway. It would only take a moment to free my pants button and let my fly unzip. Another movement would release my hardness between the flap on my undergarments and let my body rest against your panties; all covered by your skirt. To help your concerns I would quietly roll the chair back closer to the corner and thus take us out of sight. Even if someone was to glance down the hallway… they would see nothing.
And then… If I had my way you would allow me to continue despite your nervousness. You would feel my hands at your hips again but only for a moment. My left hand would slide along your hipline to your center and you would feel the cool air as I slid your panties to the side revealing your soft wet center to the air. “Keep talking” I would say quietly while at the same time adjusting our position in the chair. The move would adjust our hips slightly. The adjustment would leave you ready to receive me and me ready to press upward into you.
If I had my way, your breathing would stop for a moment as you anticipated the pressure that was about to come. I would also be incapable of breathing as I rocked my hips slightly and felt the consuming pleasure of your body as I first slipped between your lips. In an effort to honor my wish that you keep talking you attempt to speak again after my initial thrust into you. The thrust wasn’t deep and only the first portions of my body had entered you… despite the shallow penetration you speak only a few words before you abandon the request. It is obvious that words from either of us would only betray us and not hide our actions. Fortunately, the conversations elsewhere in the room are booming and the others are too focused on their work to notice the silence from our corner.
If I had my way, you would feel my rock my hips back. The tip of my body would slowly leave yours and once again press against your outer lips, but only for a moment. Another adjustment would lead to another thrust into you. Again I would lose my breath as I slid into your center. This time the thrust would be deeper and despite my lack of breath my heart would speed up as I felt every inch of your body stretch around me. My fingers would leave your panties and return to your hips again. Another thrust would be accompanied by the feeling of my fingers digging into your hips. The slight sharp sensation of pain in concert with the feeling of continued pressure deeper inside you would cause a soft moan; inaudible to the rest of the office but beautiful just the same.