Her figure was slim, lithe, and undeniably feminine, with flaring hips, toned calves, a lovely, rounded derrière and perfect, 38C breasts. He, on the...other hand, had hair so dark it looked black, with eyes the color of a storm tossed sea, heavily lashed with full, sensual lips she longed to taste. A firm, toned physique, a height of nearly 6 foot 1, and feline grace made him irresistible to women, although he hardly gave in to lust. She knew he was waiting for "her", and it always made her. I know that they are using me for their own sexual connection / games / excitement. But why would I pass up a blowjob? We put together a plan. She works until 6 and I have a 6:00 dinner meeting. So around 8, I'm done, back in the room and send her a note. The response is: What room are you in? Just leave the door cracked And then my phone buzzed. I have this other lady that is thinking about letting me be her new FWB. And at that moment, she is hitting me up on Kik. And I have some time. We. I know you didn’t really want to do that, only because I wanted you to so bad…but god, I got SO turned on when you did it, I wanted to fuck your brains out! I won’t say you have to do that again…but if you ever do, I will be so fucking thrilled. And you can do anything you want to me.” This was like foreplay, they both knew. He leaned over the table to kiss her, and grazed his hand along her breast. “Try it this way,” she said, dipping her finger in the chocolate pudding and painting it on. He came around the corner, seeing the dim light in her windowed office, and stopped before she saw him. She was wearing a red satin dress, flowing around her as she swirled around the room, like a butterfly around a rose, arms outstretched, her hands moving as graceful wings through the air. Her head backwards, eyes closed, soft garnet strands of hair flowing down her shoulders as she danced. He felt an unmistakable fire rush suddenly through his entire body – now was the moment he had waited.