The New Guy

I'm at work when the boss introduces me to the new guy. I look up from my desk and see him standing over me. I am almost speechless. I shake his hand and stammer out a hello. The three of us chat for a bit. All I can do is look his body up and down. His chest bulging through his suit. His arms as thick as my thigh. His hair is black and wavy, down to his shoulders. I can barely stay in the conversation for looking at him. All of a sudden I feel myself getting flush all over. I glance down at his hand...damn.. he is married.

The conversation wraps up and the two of them go on their way. I slip away from my desk to the ladies room. I lock the door and begin to fondle my breasts as I think of this new guy. I squeeze my nipples ever so slightly. I can just feel his strong hands doing this for me...

Soon my hands slide down my skirt, into my panties. My pussy is so wet. I lean my head back and dream of him making love to me right there. He is so strong, yet so gentle. My fingers move fast, playing with my clit. That is where his tongue would be...

I insert two inside, wishing it was his cock. I can feel him pushing inside me. Oh, what a feeling, to be loved by such a man. Soon my fingers are covered in the juice that should be his and mine mixed. I gasp deeply as the sensation fills my body. I suddenly realize where I am and pull myself together. Back to my desk I go, waiting to meet the new guy again.