You invite me over. with me totally unaware that our movie night will come with the confession that you found my website, when everyone in the office wasn't meant to know. I comfort you briefly and have some chit chat, before you admit that you've been dying to know how I'd like you to pleasure yourself. I provide consise and clear instruction before I tell you to follow my breathing and allow your orgasm to build...
Hello. How are you? Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. I love hearing about your day. No, no worries.
I'm just here to listen. I know you need it. Can I get comfortable next to you? Ah, thanks.
So, anything on your mind? Uh-huh. Yeah.
I know. Crazy, crazy world out there, huh? I really appreciate that you've opened up to me.
I've just wanted someone like you for a long time. Thanks for inviting me over. No, I just wondered because you looked kind of sad outside of reception at work.
Ah, yes, no worries. I'm like that. I can't help but reach out.
So, what do you want to do? Do you want to put a movie on? No? Just want to chat.
Okay. So what do you do for fun? Uh-huh.
Oh, that sounds awesome. I wouldn't mind trying that out myself. So, what do you like about it? Uh-huh.
Oh, cool. Yeah, I need to get some new hobbies, I think. I've been so tied up at work that I barely have time to myself when I'm home.
What do you do when you have an evening to yourself? What do you do when you have an evening to yourself? Oh, yeah, nice bubbly bath, scented candles.
Yeah, well, I just have a quick shower and throw a ready meal in the microwave. Oh, you've been trying that new bath bomb they keep advertising on Facebook. Oh, it's all the hype, true.
Does it really relax your muscles without even touching you? Oh, the smell reminds you of something, but you can't remember what. Go on, describe it to me.
Interesting. Sounds pretty personal to you, though, no? I mean, I wouldn't automatically think of that.
Not that I'm not interested in things like that, but hey, if you find it exciting, I'm not one to judge. Oh, that's why you brought me around? You want me to watch you? Hey, look, I don't want to be the cause of office gossip.
How much have you had to drink? Oh, not much. Well, I suppose that's acceptable.
So how about it? I mean, it's pretty inappropriate, but if it causes no problems, then I guess so. What? You found my website? No one in the office is supposed to know.
You want me to guide you based on how good my words are? Okay. Slide your fingers under the bottom of your t-shirt.
Slowly. Lift it up over your shoulders. There.
Pull it over your head and throw it to one side. Take a moment just to ground yourself. Take a deep breath in.
Feel it fill your lungs and then exhale. Ah. Reach behind your back to unclasp your bra.
Slowly. Take measured movements. Feel the lightness of your fingers as they go to unhook.
Let the two sides come apart. Just sit there with your bra still over your shoulders. Take in everything about the moment.
Savor every detail. Look around the room. Realize the power and vulnerability after you take your bra off.
Ah. Now place your index finger onto your left shoulder strap. Pull it away.
Slowly. Feel the weight come apart from your body. Allow the strap to fall down your arm.
Take a deep breath as the butterflies circle the bottom of your stomach. Allow yourself to become weak as the bra now falls away. Sit upright on the bed.
Sit upright on the bed. Truly place yourself in the moment. Use your hands and allow yourself to explore your breasts.
Feel how sensitive your nipples are. Allow them to become erect. Ah.
Just massage and play with your nipples. Embrace the tension that's building in the pit of your stomach and the base of your spine. Ah.
Softly play with them until they make you beg for more. Stand up and begin to take your jeans off. Slowly.
Every moment a surprise for me. Ah. Oh god.
Turn around and pull the back down over your bottom. Slowly lower it as the perfectness of your curves sends shivers down my spine. You pull away the tough fabric of your jeans as the sheer flimsiness of your knickers turns me on so much.
Ah. As the jeans go over the knee I marvel at your thighs. I hesitate as I'm still amazed at what is happening.
Part of me is excited to see you shake as you orgasm but for now I must take in your unique dance as you undress. You pull the jeans off over your feet. Lay on the bed facing me.
I take a moment to compose myself. You don't know how erotic your moves are as you get comfortable on the bed. I bite my lip as I dare to make my eyes wander to your knickers holding your beautiful flower.
Trying my best to maintain eye contact as not to ruin the moment. You look at me as if to demand instruction. Place your right hand softly on your stomach.
Slowly move it down. Take in every feeling that it inspires. Do not continue until every tingle has been enjoyed.
You feel the very edge of your fingertips just touching the top of your knickers. You look up at me as if to ask what to do next. Your flower feels your fingers through the fabric of your knickers.
Such a nice sensation. I instruct you to pull your knickers away from your thighs and over your knees. The sheer vulnerability of both of us as I see your flower for the first time.
You spread your legs apart. It is so perfect that I'm begging for a taste. You relax your knees as you run your finger through the center of your flower.
It feels so wet that you instinctively place all your fingers over it. I instruct you to rub in a circular motion. Your nipples almost painfully becoming erect.
Placing your other hand on your breast, you beg me further to instruct you. Slide your middle finger in slowly. Arch your palm so it can reach your G-spot.
You softly moan as I watch in amazement. Incredibly turned on. Go faster.
Use your other fingers to massage the rest. Follow my breathing as it intensifies and when you can't take it anymore, I want you to orgasm. So oh god.