naughtyjessicathoughts: refinedcaveman: An emergency meeting on Friday? That was weird. I stood up f
naughtyjessicathoughts: refinedcaveman: An emergency meeting on Friday? That was weird. I stood up from my seat at the meeting room. Nobody was there, and it should’ve started minutes ago. I stood in front of the mirror and gave myself a no-nonsense stare. I heard the door open behind me and I turned around. “ Jessica ?” I was far more confused. One, she was at my workplace. Two, she was wearing a business suit, she was supposed to be actually working at the moment… and the real clincher, three, she looked angry. Unlike how I normally saw her on our daily life or… um… “dates”. “Jake. Anything you want to say?” “How did you get here?” I tried buying time, not uneasy, but I didn’t like not being in control. “Oh, that? I walked in and Matt was there. Known him for a while. A wink and suddenly you were scheduled a meeting. Easy. He’s had a thing for me.” “You arranged this? You flirted with Matt?” Suddenly I was getting angry, too. “You flirt with any attractive girl that crosses your path! And I thought you were ok with me doing the same as long as it doesn’t go beyond flirting.” “He’s my coworker,” I felt my eyebrows getting furrowed and I was probably scowling. “I’m not the one keeping secrets from you,” Jessica walked and faced me until our noses were almost touching. Fuck. Even angry I wanted to bend her over and… “Secrets? The hell are you talking about?” “We’ve been dating for weeks… months, actually, and you don’t tell me it’s your birthday?!” “Um. Wha..?” Anger became confusion. “You think I don’t care about you?” Jessica didn’t do it hard, but did it anyway. She slapped me. The world became a tunnel of wrath and I saw a hint of a smile on the corner of her lips, “are you angry now?” I breathed hard, trying to calm myself. “Good,” she said, her smile broader, “I don’t want you in control.” She opened her suit and revealed nothing beneath it. She stepped out of her clothes and shook her head, letting her red hair sway with the movement. And she did it again. Wearing those fucking thigh-high stockings. “I can’t fucking believe it,” I said. Because of me. Despite of everything, now I needed to fuck and I was hard. I knew fucking at work was a bad idea and still, I was getting rid of my clothes, “I’ll have to be in control, Jessica. If I fuck you like I need to, the whole building will hear you scream… and I still need this job.” “Damn. I will get you out of control. Just not now. Store that anger for me,” she said after thinking about it for a second. She looked around, saw the conference table and patted it, “in the meantime, get your butt up here.” “You have to be kidding me,” I whispered but still lowered my pants. “I want to suck your cock.” Sold. I went up on the table and she crawled like a predator towards me. The rush of different emotions in such a short span had me hard. Not to mention it was her. Wearing those damn stockings. “Happy birthday, Jake,” she whispered right before taking almost all of my cock in her mouth with a single movement. I normally can’t care less about birthdays, mine included… but getting a blowjob from her could change that. Her tongue did those brushing movements against the underside of my cock, the ones she had learned made me cum. “Fuck, Je– oh, fuck, yeah…” If I had learned something was that she could probably make me agree to buying her a pony with wings if she was sucking my dick as she was right at the moment. “Jessica. Look at me,” I said and she looked up, still sucking me, making me groan, but I held her gaze meaningfully. She stopped sucking, I brushed the hair away from her face and she took off her glasses. We stared into each other’s eyes, the electricity I felt every time I looked at her very much alive, “ride my cock, slut.” She nodded eagerly and straddled me. Jessica placed her knees on each side and sat on my naked cock. She sighed in almost exaggerated pleasure as she did. Every time I fucked her, the first gasp as I entered her was riddled with animal need. She was immediately bouncing on my cock and placed her hand on my chest. I grabbed it and put my other hand on the back of her neck as she rode me fast, almost not letting me fuck her upwards. And fuck it. It was my birthday after all. As a gift, I allowed myself to stare up into the beauty riding me with abandon. Of feeling her bare insides clinging on to me, deriving as much pleasure as possible for both. I leaned back and let her do all the work for a minute… that became two… three… Her moans became gasps, and those melted into steady panting… she closed her eyes, as of disbelieving she could feel so good. I heard a small creak coming from the table. I stopped her and she pouted! I gave her a small kiss with a smile and rearranged ourselves. I let her stay on the desk and I pulled her to the edge, standing firmly on the meeting room’s cold floor. I slid inside of Jessica one more time, her pussy welcoming me with the same need I had. I pressed my forehead against hers, “listen to me… listen!” I almost yelled because she was out of it, panting in ecstasy…but she managed to nod. “You’re not just any slut, you hear me? You are my slut. Mine.” She nodded again. I fucked her harder and as I was saying she was mine, I felt her inner walls clench around me. But she was quiet. Maybe her orgasm was coming to her too fast, but I didn’t care. “Say it.” “I’m your slut, Jake.” “Louder.” “I’m your slut! Oh… oh, shit…” I saw with satisfaction how Jessica closed her eyes in bliss. “Do you want my cum?” “Yes… yes!” “Gonna… unh… fill your cunt. You’re mine,” I reminded her for the umpteenth time through clenched teeth, our foreheads touching. I lifted her head so she’d look at me, but she raised her leg and I held it. She nodded, asking for it. “Say it.” “Give me your cum,“ her voice cracked as she whispered it, our hips slamming making far more noise than her voice…but it was all I needed. She was cumming. I could feel the irregular contractions squeezing me. With a roar, I held her in place as I started to fill her. Jessica gasped, her eyes rolled back and her head followed in fashion. As I fucked all of my cum inside of her, she held on to the edge of the table… Jessica was getting clothed and saw the trail of cum seeping out of her, slowly running down her leg with satisfaction, ”now I can go to work.“ I choked a little, “what?” “This friend of mine has a crush on you. We’re meeting during my lunch break. I’m just gonna go there and I want the little bitch to smell on me what she can’t have,” she said with a deviant smile. But I smiled back. “Then walk past Matt. I want him to know, too.” “Oh, Jake?” Jessica was all smiles. “Yeah?” “Don’t hold secrets,” she said, and I nodded. She gave me a quick kiss and walked to the unlocked door and said, “oh. That anger. Really. Hold it for me. Because someone’s gonna be tied up, literally, for your birthday tonight.” I grinned and she disappeared behind the door. Wait. “Someone” being tied down meant her. Right? OH DAMN! Smoking hot story. Yum yum yum -- source link