I was working overtime...again. Third time that week, and I was not happy. But it was quiet in the office, and everyone had gone home...or so I thought. I sat staring at my computer screen, feeling more than a little tired and sexually frustrated. My boyfriend was also working overtime lately, and we weren't having the usual nightly romps. I sighed and rubbed my neck, blinked my eyes. Suddenly, my eye caught a figure in the doorway. Startled, I jerked my head up and saw Katie posed in the doorframe, smiling kindly at me.
"Working late again, huh?" she asked softly.
"Yeah. It's the latest article submissions. They have to be completely rewritten. This is grade school stuff," I replied, laughing.
"Tell me about it. These deadlines are looming and the pressure's on. Are you all stiff, too?"
"Yes. My neck is killing me," I answered, massaging the back of my neck with a frown.
"Here, let me try and relieve that for you. I've been told I have magic fingers," she told me coyly. I let that remark alone, but my mind was wandering. Magic fingers, hm?
She sashayed over to my desk, and for some reason I tensed. She was very cute, and I always said to myself that if I were to ever actually be with another woman, I wouldn't mind trying her out. She was shorter than my five-and-a-half foot height, but she was fleshy and warm and sexy. I could smell her perfume and I held my breath. As she came around behind me, I felt a little tingle between my thighs and I harshly told myself to calm down. Her cool, soft hands touched the tiny hairs on my neck, and my legs began to quiver. I idly wondered if she knew what she was doing to me. She began rubbing my neck ever so gently, reaching up into my short, light auburn-colored hair every so often, tossing it a little.
"So tense. But your hair smells sooo nice," she commented, and I managed to mumble a "thank you."
She began rubbing my shoulders, moving my bra straps off of my shoulders. Slowly sliding her hands around to the front of my body. Then she was touching my hair again. Her lips were next to my ear, tickling me with each breath. "You know, honey, I've wanted to have you all to myself for a long time."
I was stunned, but my primal instincts drove me. I turned my face to hers, grabbed her face with both hands, and kissed her lips, involving my tongue just a little. I was so horny by that time that nothing could have stopped me. I got out of my chair and made her retreat to the wall, where I pressed up against her warm, soft body, feeling our breasts rubbing. She smiled at me while moving her hands under my shirt. When she found the curve of my C-cups, she squeezed gently, then quickly found the clasp to free them from my bra. I was busy unzippering her skirt, almost franticly reaching for the hot wetness between her legs. I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I wanted her bad. She had gotten my bra and shirt off and was busy licking around my large nipples. She stopped and squealed when my wet fingers teased her clit. Oh, she was so wet, I wanted to have all of her in my mouth. She quickly unzipped my skirt and it fell to the floor, pooling around my bare feet. Then, Katie stopped me and pushed me back onto my desk, forcing me to lay down.
"I'm gonna make you come, honey," she whispered.
I laid back as she spread my legs and licked my pussy from bottom to top. I groaned as she expertly tongued my clit and pussy lips, all the while moving two fingers smoothly in and out of my dripping hole. Her tongue flicked my clit faster and faster as her fingers worked harder inside me. I was so turned on, I wanted to scream. My orgasm built up inside me, mounting and mounting while Katie sucked on me. Suddenly, there it was...I was cumming and screaming and writhing as she pumped her fingers in my cunt. "Oh God! Oh God, uhhhhhhh!" My whole body lifted up off the desk as I groaned and screamed. Katie sucked on my pussy until it was dry, and I quivered uncontrollably, moaning with contentment.
"Mmmm, you taste so good. Did you like that?" Katie asked, coming up to kiss my breasts.
"Oh did I. God that was nice. But I want to lick you now. I've never done it before, but I want to make you come," I told her, playing with her large, hard nipples.
"You can have all you want, honey," she said huskily, leaning back in my chair, wet pussy glistening.
And I had all I wanted, and more.
I don't mind working overtime now. It's worth every minute, believe me.