The afternoon off

“You realize you’re torturing me”

As Karen presses send on the message, she tries to get back to thinking about work. Although, she knew that was going to be an impossibility because he would be sending her back another message which would distract her again. She tried to keep her composure amongst all her other colleagues, but the thoughts of everything he’d been suggesting in his messages made her wish she could touch her excited clit. Instead, she just pressed her thighs together to give herself a little bit of relief.

The buzz from her phone indicated a fresh message, her pulse quickened as she read it, applying his voice in her head.

“I don’t want to torture you… quite the opposite, I’d much rather please you!”

Karen smiled; it was an inevitable response to any of his messages. She loved the way he could always bring about a smile, even when she was at work. She decided to be a bit cheeky and sent back “Well where are you then? Why aren’t you pleasing me right now?”

Karen was happy with her response. She settled back into her work, knowing that he’d be sending back another flirty, seductive message. This had been a dance they had danced for years. Since meeting it had been an almost instant attraction, but distance and other relationships had meant that their connection existed mostly within the cyber world. Karen regularly checked out photos of him, living his life, fantasizing about being with him, but hadn’t seen him in person for a few years.

Karen’s daydreaming was abruptly cut short by the sound of her desk phone ringing. It was her boss wanting to see her in his office. This was never a good way to start the day. She walked to his office, at his prompting closed the door, and was then delivered the news that her transfer to a new area had been indefinitely halted. Her boss at least acknowledged this was disappointing news and suggested she take the rest of the day off.

Karen walked back to her desk feeling a little deflated. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do for the rest of the day but wasn’t going to sit here feeling sorry for herself. Her phone buzzed again, it was Simon, his message read, “You name the time and place”. His timing, as always was perfect.

At first, she didn’t think she could send it, but then her anger with the executives took over. She wanted to do something for herself, she wanted to enjoy her afternoon off. She knew he was on a day off, so she thought she’d be bold. One of her kids would be home, so that was out, and she knew she couldn’t go to his house. Eventually, she messaged him the details of the hotel halfway between her work and her home, adding “be there in 20 minutes”.

She finished grabbing her stuff and headed to the bus stop. On the way down she jumped on and booked a room at the hotel, in hindsight she realized she should have done that first. Fortunately, there were rooms available. But he hadn’t messaged back.

She only had to wait a few minutes for a bus, and she was on her way. She kept looking at the messages, she could see he had read them, but no response, not even the three dancing lines to say he was thinking about a witty response. She got to the reception desk and checked in. When she handed over her identification, the lady behind the counter looked at the address. Although she didn’t say a word, her eyes showed that she suspect Karen was having a naughty liaison. Not being worried about that, Karen took the key and headed to the room.

She was getting worried now. Still no message from Simon. Had he been all bluff and bluster? Was he not as interested as he had made out in all those messages? Maybe her directness had scared him off.

She lay on the bed, resting her head on the soft pillow. Staring up at the ceiling she breathed in deeply, imagining what he was doing and why he hadn’t responded.

Then her phone buzzed, she looked, and it was another message from him. “What room number?” She hastily messaged back “1619”. Now she was nervous. Now, for the first time her own head filled with self-doubt. What if she didn’t live up to expectations? What if she had changed too much from when he last saw her?

But then it was too late, there was a knock at the door. Karen swallowed hard and walked over. She opened the door and there he was. Standing there, looking as good as Karen had imagined. She pushed the door open a little bit more and let him walk inside. As he passed, she caught a whiff of his aftershave, it wasn’t overpowering, but a definite masculine odor.

Karen turned to follow him. He stopped halfway into the room and turned to face her. She looked up at him. It had been so long since she’d last seen him that she had forgotten how much taller than her he was. She liked that he was tall and handsome and that he was here with her.

“You had me worried, I thought you weren’t going to come” Karen professed as she looked up at him. “Oh, you caught me off guard, I didn’t expect the invite out of the blue” was Simon’s response.

He tilted his head and asked, “Are you ok?” Karen nodded and said, “Shitty morning, but I’m a lot better now”. She stepped towards him, and he stretched out his arms, as he wrapped them around her, he pulled her close to him and they started to kiss. She felt his kiss through her entire body. Finally feeling him close to her was the realization of years of dreaming and wondering.

In the haze of pleasure and excitement, Karen doesn’t know how they got undressed, but in no time at all their clothes were scattered on the ground and their naked bodies pressed together. He was hard as he kissed her. Karen’s hand brushed against it, and she watched it move. She imagined him inside her, how good it would feel deep inside her.

They moved to the bed, bodies still entwined, kissing, and feeling the sensation of bare skin on skin. Karen’s nipples were hard as her breasts mashed against his body. His hands gently cupping them, then bending over to kiss them and gently suck on them. The way his eyes showed a complete desire for her body filled her with excitement and the way he kissed with so much passion filled her with raw animal lust.

As they reach the bed, Karen sits on the edge. Simon kneels in front and pushes her backward. His hands move to her knees, he parts them, and her anticipation and excitement continue to grow. His lips gently kiss her inner thigh, and she is already more aroused than she has been in recent times. He kisses there while his fingers gently massage her skin. She wants to feel him now, so she tries to press her hips a little bit further forward. But he is teasing her with his lips and tongue. Kissing and rubbing close enough to make her juices flow, but not close enough for the full excitement.

Then as she is close to begging him, as if sensing her arousal overload, she feels his tongue apply enough pressure to shoot waves of pleasure through her body. Instantly her nipples feel like little rocks on her breasts, she has the sensation of a little bit of extra fluid flowing from her pussy. She knows that he will be tasting her now, just as he has repeatedly said he wanted to.

When she felt his fingers slide inside, her body started to tense up. The sensation of something inside her while her clit was being rubbed by his tongue delivered more waves of ecstasy through her. She could hear moans of pleasure as his tongue and lips lapped at her clit, his fingers starting to move in and out in a rhythm that caused her to mimic it by rocking her hips back and forth.

He tasted more, and his tempo began to increase. Karen found one hand moving over her breasts, the sensation of fingers touching her hard nipples excited her some more. Her other hand was at the back of Simon’s head. She applied enough pressure to the back of his skull that he understood she wanted more pressure on her clit. Responding to this signal Simon obliged.

She could hear herself breathing faster, her own moaning to match Simon’s. His tongue darted and danced faster, pressing harder on her clit having the desired outcome. She is close, she can feel her juices flowing now. The sound from between her legs lets her know that Simon is using his tongue to divert as many of her fluids as possible into his mouth. Just the thought of that arouses Karen even more.

Then she feels the first spark rush through her, and soon it is followed by a million others. Starting at her soaking wet pussy and radiating out, to her fingers, toes, and best of all, straight into her brain. It’s a rush of adrenaline and pleasure that makes her whole-body spasm. The feeling created by Simon’s fingers, lips, and tongue can’t be described in words, but in emotions.

As he keeps licking and fingering her, her body continues to pulsate, feeling all the amazing sensations fill her brain and her body. Finally, the pulses start to slow, but she can feel his tongue still moving, his fingers still sliding. Everything now is too sensitive, she needs to let her body recover, even if just for a few minutes. This time she pushes on his forehead, he looks up at her, the lust still in his eyes.

That look turned Karen on even more. She could see the glistening of her juices around his lips and on his nose. She could smell her own scent now mixed with his aftershave. It was a smell that was quite fond of and would always associate with this pleasure.

He spoke in his deep husky voice, “So, are you glad I came?”

Smiling, Karen makes the “come here” gesture with her finger and says, “How about I show you how glad I am”.

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