Plain Desire

This Is It

It had been a long and tiring day for Susan, her job was simply sucking the best out of her, and as she thought that, she smirked a little over the word "sucking." It had been like that with her a while now, especially since this new guy bad joined her department. She wasn't directly working with Mark, but he was there all the time, and sat directly across her desk. These desks weren't cubicles, they were proper office desks, open from the front. She saw him every day, dressed to kill. "Would he able to kill without his dress?" she wondered.

Susan was just touching 30, she had a lot of friend, most of them were in healthy relationships, while she, well she had been cheated on a couple of times, and that's when she decided she doesn't want anything serious anymore. "Why would he cheat on me?" she used to wonder and, she was right, she was pretty, hot, sexy and charming - a little naughty too - "what else do guys want?"

But this was it, she had a craving for Mark, from the first time she saw her. His firm handshake had waken up her desire, and his hug, had her nipples on alert since quite a few days now! From her usual business formals, she was now wearing a bit revealing dress, this was the first day she had dressed like that -  dark blue skirt, hem ended a few below her hips, she wanted him, with her, inside of her, and that's all she could think about.

As she saw him taking notes from his laptop, she felt a tingling between her legs, "Thank God I wore panties," she realized. This morning she woke up very wet. In the middle of night, she had slipped out of her pj's, as she grazed her hand to calm herself, it got in touch with her hot, wet lips, she just couldn't get up without finishing what had already started in her sleep. Once she got ready for work, she was wondering if it would be too slutty to wear a short skirt without underwear, "yeah, it would be, but a thong's enough!"

She pressed her legs tight against each other, but that meant the silk of her panties going between her lips, "oops" she said a bit too loud.

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It had truly been a while since she felt like this for someone, craving for mere lust and passion, with no strings attached. Mark was going to be that guy for her.

She had been staring at him for quite a while now, she was sure that he had noticed, but she didn't care, it only meant that her plan was working. Mark moved his hand under the table a couple of times, and she was wished he did that to adjust himself in his pants, "God I hope he's a hard as I am wet!"

After a while of this, not being able to work either, she went to the washroom, she had to something about the restlessness between her legs. She walked towards the ladies room in a rather normal way, not a slutty, suggestive way. Washrooms weren't in the office unit, they were on the corridor of the building floor. As soon as she exited the office door, she felt someone following her.

She recognized the scent behind her, it was Mark! Was coming after her or just happened to go men's room at the sane time? She was about to find out. "Hey, you all right there?" He asked, for a moment she considered saying: NO! I am like dripping wet, and want to be fucked hard, right now! But obviously she didn't t say that." Yeah, why do you ask?" she flaunted a sweet, curious smile. During the brief chat, they had both entered in the washroom.

Weather became the usual ice breaker, and she blurted out "Yeah it's very hot!" the last word sounding exactly how she was feeling between her legs now. Conversation continued from weather to work to lifestyle. During their chat, they both almost forgot what they were there for.

But Susan's desire was eminent. She had involuntarily come closer to him, not too much, but enough for him to smell her, and did she smell good! She noticed Mark was also having trouble speaking now, he also took a step closer, he just loved her scent, and her front. "Are these her nipples?" he wondered as he stared longer than usual at her front.

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In a sudden rush of moment, she knows she's getting more and more wet, just by standing there and talking to him. She can even sense her own scent, "Can he too?" she wonders, and Mark does clear his throat as if he had encountered something different, "God she smells good, and it's not her perfume that's for sure" yes, he does smell her sex too, getting even harder in his pants, he tries to adjust himself without making it obvious, but fails. Susan smirks inside, and involuntarily licks her lips.

She decides to keep him hanging, she knows her plan is working, and teasing makes her pussy ache for more.

And just when she thinks she has almost had him, another colleague enters the washroom corridor. They both realize they've been standing there for quite some time. They both smile at each other, in a rather shy way, and Mark says that he needs to take a leak. A very normal thing for a guy to say, but given that Susan was "leaking" already, mere thought of Mark holding his dick while pees takes her to another level. She considers "taking care of herself" but that's when she realizes she has a meeting in a few minutes. She decides to head back to office.

<To be continued>