About halfway through recording this, I realized what a great secret office romance this would be, and the entire tone changed from there on out. Sorry for the inconsistency, but maybe a secret office romance would be something you'd be into? Please let me know, and please enjoy!
Excuse you. Do you really think I haven't noticed how you've been looking at me all night? Well, ever since I put on this suit, you've been looking at me like you've been ready to devour a meal.
How very, very rude. Appreciation for the female form. Why, thank you.
It's very polite of you, baby girl. Very true. Why don't I dress like this more often? And if it gets this reaction out of you, I say I have been amiss in not wearing something like this more often.
Can I share with you a secret, my love? I love the way you've been looking at me tonight. Every single second that we've made eye contact since I've been in here, it's like I can see you undressing me with your eyes.
It's been wonderful. I'll be the first to admit I've absolutely indulged in the attention, but I think you're forgetting something incredibly critical. Just the mere idea that from the exact moment I purchased these slacks and this shirt and these suspenders and this tie and the blazer to cover it all, I've been thinking about exactly how you'd be looking at me.
And in the continued thread of honesty, my dear, I have wanted to devour you all night long. So in the spirit of the sheer power wearing this brings me, I think it's important to make sure that you know exactly what you've been doing to me all night long, because I absolutely know what I've been doing to you and this outfit of yours, the way you've been moving against me. I thought you said this company party was something that was really important for you to be impressive with, that people would be watching, that people would be judging.
Me honest, me honest, you've liked the thought of that, haven't you? The thought of people watching us, of people seeing the way that I look at you and knowing just as sure as I know that when I raise this hand up your thigh, that every look, every glance, heated stare, all of it has only made you more damp. I know, I know baby girl, but you have to keep quiet.
You have to keep quiet or maybe they really will judge you. They are just around the corner after all. It was your idea to sneak away, your idea to go and find a private little corner because you just couldn't take it anymore.
Believe you me, I can hardly stand the way you're dressed right now. Stay quiet, you understand? The whole fun of this is that we just might get caught, but it's just as fun to have to stay quiet now, isn't it?
Oh no, no, no, no, listen to me pet, they won't think me speaking quietly is strange, but they'll definitely know the moans when they hear them. So keep quiet, keep your face in my neck, bite your hand, bite your lip, I don't care. You just stay right here, and whatever you do, don't close your eyes.
You're the only one who can play lookout after all. I'm going to be very, very busy, I'll be looking away, and I can't make sure that there won't be people around to hear the absolutely filthy things I plan on doing to you. Stay quiet, do you understand? Let me get my hands on you, feel your curves in this outfit.
You have driven me mad from the moment you stepped out of the bathroom halfway finished with getting ready and dolling yourself up. I've wanted to do this all night, slip my hands around here and hold on to your breasts, and move them up and down and around. No moans, no whimpers, everybody will know what that is, remember? It's incredibly important that you stay quiet, so stay quiet.
And did you really think I wouldn't notice that you aren't wearing a bra? Did you think that it would never occur to me that your nipples would be as perky as they are? Every time you looked at me, every time you gave me a heated.
.. I just knew, and I could see. It was obvious to everybody in the room what you were doing to me, what we were doing to each other.
Spectacularly naughty of you to make that so public when you feel like their opinion matters so much. The scent of the perfume here, on this spot right on your neck. I've gotten the whiff of it all night, and now I finally get to suck and lick that part of you.
Oh, don't worry, I won't mark you. Not where they can see anyway. These nipples are so hard, baby.
Is this really turning you on so much? The idea of sex in public? Of having someone in charge of you fuck you where anyone else could see? Were you thinking about this when you were getting ready? Were you hoping as you were curling your hair, or whatever the hell it is you were doing in there, that my fingers would slip inside this little portion of your dress and start playing with your nipples and whispering in your ear that I've wanted to take you against that bar all night, pick you up and put you on that bar, and bury my face in that pussy of yours, and feel how warm and wet it was for me?
You're not the only one who's been thinking about your clit all night, baby girl. Trust me, it's been priority number one for me. I've definitely gotten an idea of all of those moments where you feel that zing, and it makes you even more wet.
How are we doing? Is anybody around? Not a girl.
I would love to flick my tongue over these nipples, give them a little nibble, maybe fully dominate you right here in the hall, but I think this should be more of a teaser experience than a full-fledged, hmm, what a great idea that is in the future. I wonder if one of these days we can actually fuck in a hallway in our office. You know, almost all the way stripped of clothing, with my fingers buried inside of your pussy, while you hold in your moans and I get you off and grind against your thigh and we're completely wrapped into each other.
Did your eyes just roll into the back of your head? I like it. Oh, don't worry, I don't plan on teasing you too much tonight.
These poor little nipples have been abused enough as it is, and, well, you've enjoyed letting people know how much you like looking at me in this outfit, so I figure I can't abuse them too much. Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I think it's best to pay attention to where people can't see.
I think it's more important that I shift like this. And lift a leg over my shoulder like this. And remind you, it's exceedingly important to keep your mouth shut.
Oh, my God. You smell divine. And you are soaked.
This is why you chose to wear this underwear tonight, in the hopes that it could absorb some of this moisture and you wouldn't have it all over your dress. Perhaps I ought to be thinking of this as a challenge. Accept it.
Easy now. I've got you. But you've got to keep those eyes open down the hall, remember? These thighs of yours are so damp.
How long have you been feeling this way, baby? I don't want to tease you for much longer. In fact, I would love to tease you for as long as you can handle it in this hallway.
But I think for a first go-around, it's more important that we test the waters. Let's make sure that you can be a good lookout. We have reputations to think of, after all.
Oh, my God. Oh, you're so wet, baby girl. Oh, God.
I can't get enough of this pussy. Eyes open. Not on me.
On the hall. I'm going to get you in my bed, and I am going to suck your soul out of this clod. And you're only going to beg for more.
You can grip my hair. Grip it as hard as you want. You're close, yeah.
I can tell. Listen to me very carefully. When you come, and I know you will, don't make a sound.
That's right. That's right. I can feel it.
I can feel it. Come to me. Come to me.
Mmm. Easy now. I've got you.
I've got you. I've got you. Good job.
Good looking out. Can't you taste how divine you are? Mmm.
Fuck. All I want is more of that pussy. But I think this will do for now.
I have a reputation to hold, after all. Do you think it would be in poor taste for people to see their boss fucking one of their associates? So we better get out there, hmm? You go ahead and make your glorious reappearance first.
Me? Don't you see my chin? I have to get cleaned up.
What about you? No, no, no, no. You've been fine all night with your panties the way they've been.
You go ahead and linger in that for a little bit. I want to think about people having a pleasant conversation with you, completely unaware that I just ate that pussy, and that you loved every second of it. So go on.
Don't worry. I won't be too far behind.