The Meeting

[moose_hd]

It's always fun to whet a partner's appetite so she'll be warmed up and ready to go when you're ready to play.

I went into work this morning all prepped to go for my big presentation to the major new client.. Or so I thought. I had worked all night to perfect it and then burned the presentation to a CD-R, but forgot to bring it to work! The disc was still in the drive!! No problem, I phoned up my wife and asked her to drop by the office with it.

Heading to the elevator to meet her in the lobby, the door slid open and there she was, coming up to my floor. I was very happy to see her and stepped in, putting my hand gently on her waist, admiring the cute skirt she was wearing, I gave her a small thank-you kiss and took the disc. I guess I got a little horny and carried away because I was working all night and didn't have a second to relieve myself, even through a quickie mastrubation session. The next thing I knew was that I had one hand running up her thigh and the other in the small of her back as I hungrily drank of her lips. My penis became engorged as it pressed against her crotch, and I felt the outline of her panties with my fingertips.

I didn't care about our location and desperately wanted to take her then and there, but I needed to get back to the presentation room before the client arrived. So I grabbed her, one hand on her hip and another on her torso and crunched her between me and the wall, my penis throbbing mightily against her thigh. I growled into her ear, "When I get home, you will be waiting for me in the living room, wearing the sluttiest outfit and dirtiest lingerie you own. I'm going to make thorough use of your body in ways you never imagined." She whispered, "Okay..." and looked dreamily into my eyes.

Suddenly, someone spoke out, "Ahem!"

I turned around and we were on the first floor. The elevator door was open and the clients stood right there ready to come up for the meeting. I stood there with my jaw open, unable to speak. My wife giggled and sauntered back to the parking lot. The client entered the elevator and picked the CD up from the floor. They offered it to me, asking, "I believe this is yours?"

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OK, well I haven't done this yet (and my last gf couldn't drive for medical reasons.) Yes, it was fiction, but I will definitely turn it into non-fiction one day. Well maybe except for the part with the client.