The Chair......

John sat at his desk, frustrated and annoyed to still be working on a project that should have been finished two days ago. He closed his eyes, rolled his neck in a circle stretching out the tense muscles, and allowed his head to fall back into a relaxed position. The soft sound of jazz filled the cool air in the room with a sense of joy and peace. Suddenly the scent of lavender began to fill the room. John turned to see the silhouette of his beautiful wife leaning against the door jam. She had on one of the shirts that he worse with his suites, a pair of bikini styled black satin and lace panties, and a black bra that fit so well that her breast were bulging over the top of it, as if begging to be admired. Slowly, she strolled over to the stereo and turned up the volume. Her voluptuous hips began to sway from side to side, her high rounded ass moving around in circles, she ran her fingers through her long blond hair as she licked her full pouting lips. John began to fidget around his his chair, feeling much warmer than he had a few minutes ago. She seemed to melt in with the music as he watched her dance around the room, coming to the door jam, she began a rocking movement as if she were riding the door jam. John felt as if his tie were going to strangle him as he tried to get it off quickly. Debbie danced to about midway through the room, and then she got down on all fours and began walking toward him, like an exotic cat, her tongue passing over her lips looked hot pink, went, wanting. She finally reached him and began what looked like a climb, until she was standing on her hands and knees, she unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his stomach, his heart began to beat erratically, his palms were sweating. She pulled on his pants and he willingly sat up so that she could take them off. She held them in her hands, rubbing them against her breast, down, down between her legs, her eyes closed as she touched her hot spot, his was wide open, capturing by her every move. She bent over, sucking his ear into her mouth, breathing into it, shivers ran down his spine like an army on the move to battle. She reached down and took his nipple between her teeth, shocking him at first, but then it began to send a wave of heat all throughout his body, little zippers of electricity ran down to his pubic bone, causing his penis to jump. Oh my, she is so damn hot. She licked little circles across his stomach, driving him nearly insane with need. Then her mouth was over the head of his cock, she took it all into her mouth and he was sure he would cum right then and there. She stopped moving, took his scrotum into her tiny hand and began to massage them around, gently squeezing above them, rubbing them with her thumb. John's eyes rolled back into his head, he sighed from the sheer pleasure of it all. Her head began to move up and down, suckling his swollen cock in and out of her mouth so slowly that he swore he could hear it throbbing in his ears. He moaned and grunted, urging her to go faster. He looked down and she had a look of sheer mischievousness in in those wide blue eyes. She stood up, threw her right leg over the arm of his chair, and then the left, and then with the grace of a dancer, she positioned his cock at the mouth of her vagina, and took him inside of her hot, wet, tight little body. He nearly screamed out from the feeling of it. Her insides clenched against his prick like she had never had a man inside of her before. He could feel it grasping and releasing him, then she began to rock them back and forth in the chair, riding him in it as if she sat atop a fine stallion, rocking her hips in a rhythm that caused him to feel drunk with pleasure. He took her bra off with one snap of his fingers, throwing it off to the side, he dove into them as if he were a starving man looking for food to save his life. Licking her large areola around it's edges, watching her nipples as they stood up tall, flicking them with his tongue, and then biting them... one and then the other. He ran his fingers through her hair and then pulled her head down and began to kiss her wet mouth. Sucking her lips into his mouth, causing them to swell even larger, running his tongue around inside of her pretty mouth. Finally he could take no more, he picked her up while she still rode against his hips, he sat her on the edge of his desk and began pumping his throbbing cock in and out of her, watching her beautiful tanned breast bounce up and down in rythem with his strokes. Her head turned from side to side, she was moaning, almost a crying sound, getting louder and louder. She began to play with her right breast, pinching her nipple between her long, slender fingers, rubbing her thumb around the areola, and moaning. "Yes, John, yes, harder, take me, fuck me." she began to scream it. He could feel her insides spasming around him, and he kept pumping into her, harder, harder, faster, deeper...it felt as if the head of his cock came off when he exploded inside if her, shoving himself deeply inside of her hot tunnel, he held her, shaking all over. Finally he picked her up, and carried this beauty queen of his to bed. Work be damned, he was going to make sure that this lovely creature would always know exactly how much he loved her.

~Mz_Erotic~