"You have that meeting with Sony today. After Sony its Windows, then Apple. Also Intel." My assistant says as she hands me folder after folder.
"Ok what do I have planned for lunch?" I say walking into my office as she follows.
"Lunch you have..." She pauses a few seconds.
"Well?" I ask turning around and sitting down.
"You have lunch with your ex wife." She says.
I look at her and nod. "Sounds like business." I say.
"Yeah Dee it is, she has a request for you to take a look at a contract." She says glancing up at me.
I nod and began to look at her. Look at her thighs and hips. Trace out her figure with my eyes. I bite my lip and immediately enbark on a journey through my imagination. Her sweet voice turning me on as I begin to feel a liquid.
"Um Dee.. Are you paying attention?" She says stomping her foot and her heel echos throughout my office.
"No im.. Im sorry. Tell me Ms. Layla.. When was the last time you partaked in an adventure of lust?" I ask.
Watching her as she becomes wide-eyed, she places one leg in front of the other. Knowing how much I am going insane right now. How much I truly need to release this utter craving for her liquids. Her moans. The sweet meltation of her on my lips.
She walks backwards and closes the door. She takes off her heels and walks over to my desk. Me as a female, craving another female this much should be illegal. Wanting to explore her every layer should be exiled. Wanting to manifest a sensation like no other should make me a victim of the death sentence.
She bites her lip and sits on my desk in front of me with her legs open. No underwear, did she know this would happen. Did she already take them off. A woman who is prepared, nothing so perfect. I move my chair forward and admire my sights.
A perfectly shaped clit and my heart begins to race. A nice wet and moist pussy. Oh how I love snacks such as this. It has been too long. I have never gone more then 6 hours without a fulfillment.
I rub her inner thighs with my hands and slightly graze my thumb over it. I bring my thumb to my mouth and have a taste. Satifying, soul gripping satification. I slowly place two of my fingers inside of her tight pussy. My mouth begins to water and she moans lightly. She lays back on my desk and places her feet on the arm holders of my chair. I lick my fingers then take off my suit jacket, I roll up my sleeves, unbutton a few of my shirt buttons and take off my glasses and bow-tie. I pull her closer to the edge of my desk and lick my lips.
"Please, youre driving me crazy with anticipation. Please Dee, make me cum." She says as she looks up at the ceiling.
I smirk lightly, completely stunned. She hasnt even felt what I can do but she is already begging. Already pleading me. How does one deny her? How does one say no, dont talk? A question that is easy to answer.
One doesnt. I bury my face in between her legs and guide my tongue up her pussy. Once im at her clit I twirl my tongue lightly then guide my tongue back down. She moans lightly. Not knowing what to grab onto, I grip her legs and pull her down more. I groan in between her legs and she lets out a moan.
Her moans bouncing off the office walls just turns me on more. I flick my tongue slowly while gently and carefully massaging her entrance. Moving my thumb in circular motions as she cant help but grab on my head. I pick up the pace with my tongue, flick it faster as she arches her back slightly. Making sure I follow through with each tongue stroke.
"Im gonna cum." She moans.
I flick my tongue faster causing her to moan louder. Before I could even get a good work in she cums. It gets all over my face and I lick it up from her pussy. I grab a paper towel from my drawer and wipe my face. I go to my bathroom and brush my teeth then use mouth wash to rinse my mouth. I wash my hands and face.
I check the time then get up and start fixing my clothes as I head out for my lunch. I go to the Restaraunt thats right across the street. I know my ex wife is going to be there. I nod at the host and she smiles back. I wink at her then go to where my Ex Wife is seated.
"Dee we have to talk." She says as she places her wine glass down.
"Tamara its 1 in the afternoon, you dont think it's a little too early to be drinking?" I ask her
She grunts, rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "If I thought it was too early, I wouldnt be drinking." She says.
I sigh then nod. "Waiter can I get two glasses of water. One with lemon and the other with Cucumber slices." I say.
The waiter nods and Tamara looks at me. "You remember the cucumber water?" She asks me
"Of course I do, you were in fact my wife." I mumble as I begin to feel the cravings again as I watch Tamara reveal her thick thighs.
She knows. She knows me, everything about me. Everything I am. Everything that makes me tick. She knows.
"Dee, I miss you." She says as she leans forward and bites her lip.
"Dammit." I mumble to myself.
"Dee, you know you want to." She whispers
Shes right. The reason she left me, is what she uses against me now. What she uses to get her way.
My Name is Dee Calliff, I am 24 years old, One of the Top Female Directors is the business. And I Am Addicted to Sex.
(Layla is the picture above, the ex-wife will be introduced on a deeper level as this book progresses.)
