Her Big Meeting (Story 0002)
When: 08/14/2026
I am sitting on the end of the couch. Your head is in my lap. You are stretched out across the rest of the couch. I mean "the rest of the couch" is relative. Your tiny frame does not even reach the other armrest. I'm stroking your hair and playing with your neck, and giving you some occasional head scratches as well. You are almost purring. We are watching some ridiculous reality TV show. I'm always teasing you that it'll "rot your brain." Secretly I enjoy those shows with you. It is a nice way to shut off your mind and just be "in the moment" together.Reluctantly you pull your legs up, putting your knees to your chest. Resting your back in the crook of my arm and kissing me, "I have that big meeting tomorrow morning. I need to get to sleep." I grab the remote and switch off the TV. Then I slide my left arm under your legs. I scoop you up into my arms as I stand up. You punch me playfully in the chest and giddily say, "Unhand me you brute!" I carry you into the master bath and set you down on your feet. "Pay the toll," I say, lowering my face to you. You give me another quick kiss. We have already done most of our nightly routine, but there are always a few things you like to do right before bed. I leave the bathroom and get into bed to give you your space. A few min later you are in bed next to me. Back in the crook of my arm. Warm and cozy as we drift off to sleep.
You open your eyes in the morning before the alarm even goes off. You did not get the best sleep; you were thinking about your meeting today. Now you are slightly annoyed with me because I am not wrapped around you when you wake up. Without looking, you reach behind yourself smacking the bed seeking my body. As your searching hand finds me, waking me up, you pull on me to get my attention. I slip in behind you. My breath on your ear, my arm around your waist cinching you into my body. I slip my other arm under your pillow, propping your head up slightly.
You groan a bit and then complain to me about the poor sleep. "Let me see what I can do about that. I want to send you off right for your big meeting." You feel my morning wood on your ass. I drop my hand down to your panties. My finger traces the top band of your panties, caressing your skin just above them. Being there under the covers wrapped in my arms is like laying in a warm cloud. You let out a shuttering breath as my fingers barely slide under the top edge of your panties. I trace the line where the band was tight around your hips all night. The exquisite combination of pain and warmth following the path as I rub your skin to restore the circulation. You inhale slowly, concentrating on the skin I am rejuvenating with my fingers. Now I'm moving my hand down. You add your right hand to mine as I go. Your left hand is holding my left wrist under your head. Our hands start exploring you together. I start kissing your neck and ear. You can feel my tongue tracing your earlobe. My fingers caress your pussy lips, mirroring the movements of my tongue.
Your fingers are now guiding me. You show me exactly where to start to get the most pleasure out of my touch. While I am stroking your clit, you slide your fingers inside yourself. The two of us working in concert. I can feel your movements in my forearm. They are being transmitted up your arm, which is touching the underside of my forearm. Your movement vibrations leading my fingers through our contact. Your breath is coming faster now. You are really starting to get wet. The flow making everything nice and slippery. I whisper to you again, "I am ready to take you, baby. I can't wait anymore. You're driving me crazy with your moans right now." You take your fingers out of your pussy, and I beg you to let me taste your juices on them. As you reach your hand back to put your fingers in my mouth I am pulling your panties to the side. My cock still pressing hard against your ass.
Now I am inside of you. You have moved your fingers to your own mouth. I've rolled my arm from under your pillow down you cup your soft breast. Not only that, but I play with your hard nipples between my fingers. I keep a long, slow, steady rhythm with my thrusts. Keeping my pace like the ticking of a clock while the tension builds in your pussy. You tilt your head around aching for my kiss. You are close to an orgasm. Our lips touch just as you cum, your pussy pulsing with your shakes. This puts me over the edge. I release my cum inside you, but I don't stop that long, slow, steady rhythm. I don't want your orgasm to end. Trying as hard as I can to focus on you so you can start your day off on the right foot. Just then the alarm goes off. You say "Ding, right on time." We both belly laugh with me still inside of you.
You roll over and kiss me again, "thank you cuddle bear for starting the day off with a bang. I'm ready to conquer the world now." you say with a sly little wink. You pop out of bed heading to the shower. With a little bounce in your step, you get ready for work. After a quick rinse myself I head to the kitchen to get coffee and breakfast ready for you. When you arrive in the kitchen the sound of your heels striking the floor grabs my attention. "I see you have your disguise on today," I say. You always joke about wearing super conservative clothing. When you have to wear it for work you refer to it as: "your disguise."
You are still tucking in your blouse. You are wearing a tight-fitting black pencil skirt, a white blouse with some frills, and a suit blazer. The first time you made the disguise joke, a long time ago, we did not know each other very well. Since then, you have explained it many times. "Who would ever suspect I am your total fuck doll when I am wearing my disguise?" You are playful with me as you eat breakfast and drink your coffee. As usual, I'm having water, I don't drink coffee. You always said that was my one flaw. When you head off to work, I head to the master bath for a full shower. You have no idea I have a surprise lunch planned for you later today.
Around 10:30 am you call me, the big meeting just ended and you killed it. You are practically unintelligible you are talking so excitedly and high-pitched. "I did it, it was great, we got the deal!" all coming out of you in a rush. "I'm so happy for you baby girl. You worked so hard on that." I am so proud of my girl. I follow up with "What are you doing for lunch today?" "We're scrambling now to get the deal going. I'm probably just going to grab something fast, and eat at my desk," you tell me. "I don't want you eating junk just because you're busy. Let me bring you something you can eat at your desk," I offer. "Wow, that would be great. See you around noon," you say quickly. "I gotta run, see you later bear," and I hear you calling out to someone else in the office, as you hang up the phone.
When I get to your office, you are chatting with a small group of people in someone else's cubicle. You nod your head in the direction of your cubicle. Your meaning is obvious. I drop into your chair. Which is almost like sitting on the floor for me, and put the food and clothes I brought on the side of the L shaped desk. A few min later you're by my side. "What is this?" you ask pointing at the bundle of clothes. "Oh I bought you a change of clothes. You know in case you wanted to be more comfortable, now that the meeting is over" I reply. "You are so sweet to come down here for me. Let's eat together in the supply closet. I have a little time," you say with a kiss. I grab the food and hold out my arm. You hook your arm through it, and we head over to the supply closet.
Supply closet is actually a misnomer. It is really quite a large room with a couple of tables that can be used for work surfaces and shelves on either side of the room. Plenty of room for us to sit and eat. I unhook our arms, to push open the door for you, and hold it open. You brush against me as you walk in. I wonder, did you do that on purpose? It was pretty flirty. I get my answer a few seconds later. You are so turned on, as soon as the door clicks closed you practically hurl yourself into my arms. "You're so sweet to come down here!" you squeal again. As you climb me like a tree and start making out with me, I'm barely able to hold on to you and the food at the same time. I've been in here before on some of the other days when I've visited you at the office. I kinda know the layout. With a little bit of a wobble, I make it over to a table. Still fully engaged with your tongue play, I set the food down. Now with both hands free I have a firm grip on you. Your ass feels great in my hands. Your skirt has ridden up since it would be impossible not to with your legs wrapped around me.
After a few more seconds you pull away and drop back to the floor. You automatically fix your skirt without even thinking about it. I gotta say I'm a little bummed when you cover up. You're always so sexy to me, but I'm not disappointed for long. You say, "You deserve a special little show." You spin around facing the door. Your ass popped out, with your hands flat against the door. Your ass looks amazing in that pencil skirt. You step closer to the door and rest your chest against it. Reaching down with both hands, you shimmy your skirt back up. You pull down your panties in the back leaving them half on and half off. Then you spread your ass cheeks with both hands and start winking your asshole at me. "Where do you think I want you to put your cock?" you ask seductively. I was not really expecting this at the office. I mean a little make-out session is one thing, but wow I am super excited about this right now. You keep gyrating, winking, spreading, and sometimes grabbing your tits for your little show. I am getting hard really fast now.
You've been rubbing your pussy though your panties during the show. Now you get your fingers wet directly in your pussy, and start lubing up your ass. You are putting on an extended show for me. Inserting a finger, pulling it out with a little pop, gaping, then winking your asshole. This goes on for a while. Rubbing and fucking your own asshole and pussy while I watch, riveted by it. You are bent pretty low now, your chest still against the door. Your feet are planted farther back and farther apart. You keep fucking yourself with your fingers. Moaning and letting out sexy little phrases. Talking dirty to me throughout the show. I am not sure which of us is more ready at this point. You pull your finger out of your ass and summon me over with it. Curling it a few times, and then pointing at your asshole. As if I was not going to fuck you straight in the ass after that show.
I walk up behind you. I am pulling out my fully erect cock. I am so hard because of your little wiggle and wink dance. You are looking at me over your shoulder. I stick my fingers into your mouth getting them soaked in your drool. Then rub your spit on the head of my dick. I would not want to be short on lubrication right now. As I enter your asshole it feels like you're applying a vice to my dick. It feels incredible taking you from behind with you standing pinned against the door. Your little giggles and breaths muffled since you are facing away from me. Your forehead pressed against the door. You're looking down between your legs. Still rubbing your pussy through your half pulled down panties.
This can't take too long, people in the office are going to notice you are missing soon. Plus you're getting pretty loud with my cock in your ass. I am really excited from the combination of the show you put on and the risk we are taking. "I'm going to cum baby," I say. "Come in my mouth. I want an appetizer," you joke as you spin around and drop to your knees. I was surprised by the sudden movement. My first spurt of semen hits you right in the middle of your blouse. Before I can correct my aim, you just jamb it in your mouth. Sucking the cum out as I am stroking the shaft, so I can't miss anymore. You swallow it all. Licking and sucking my still very sensitive head. Then you wipe your lips and stand up. Looking down to put yourself back together, you realize the blouse is a lost cause. In your best 50s housewife voice you say "Sweetheart, be a dear and get that change of clothes you brought in, from my desk, and bring it in here." Even though you are all covered up again, and there really is nothing to see, I still screen the view as I leave the room to get your change of clothes. I am back in moments, bundle in hand.
While you're changing your clothes you realize that not only is the blouse a lost cause, but your panties are too. They are soaked through, it just makes no sense to put them back on. So you are now dressed in a tiny top and a flared skirt with no panties on. You are getting your "disguise" packed up, and I am taking in your little frame as you move around. Still incredibly attractive to me. I want to take you again right there, and I just had an orgasm with you. Something caught your eye in your peripheral vision, and you look up at me. "What?" you inquire. "Nothing. I was just taking you in. You're just so hot," I reply. Just then there is a knock at the door. It is Fred. He has some questions to ask you. You tell him through the door you will be out in 5 min. "You know I am going to have a hard time at home thinking about you walking around the rest of the day without any panties on. Knowing none of your co-workers know," I chide. "Do your best to survive," you retort sarcastically. You finish packing up, grab half a sandwich, kiss me on the mouth, put the sandwich in your mouth holding it with your teeth, then head back to your cubicle. I chuckle to myself at the whole situation. I gather up the remains of the mess and get ready to head home.
It is about 6 pm by the time you get home. I'm already done with my work for the time being. I work from home as a computer programmer, so I do a lot of work at night when the servers are slow. You drop your purse, keys, and a coffee mug on the table by the door as you come in. You flop down in my lap on the recliner giving me a quick peck. "How was your day?" I ask. "It started out pretty good, but dragged a lot the 2nd half," you reply. "Well tell me all about it," I prompt. You launch into what happened after lunch.
"So it all started with loads of questions from Fred about the new deal. We spent all this time going over everything. Then we decided we needed to loop in the whole team. It turned into a long meeting in the conference room. Do you have any idea how scary it is to be talking to a room full of co-workers in a short flared skirt with no underwear on?" You are pretty exasperated at the end of that last sentence. "Between the stress of the meeting this morning, the fear of a conference room wardrobe malfunction, and the adrenaline from our lunch sesh wearing off, I was fighting to concentrate on my work, by the time I was back at my desk around 4 pm. Plus you know I did not even get off during that lunch sesh since we got interrupted by Fred!" you complain.
"I'm so sorry baby girl. I will try to make it up to you," I empathize. You continue your story. "Well, I started to daydream a little about that lunch sesh. I was in my cubical and half the office was in meetings about the new deal. I started thinking more and more about that sexy dance I was doing for you. Besides, I had pretty easy access to my pussy since I was only wearing this little skirt and nothing else. I started to rub myself. Just a little at first. I was just ... you know. Tracing my lips with my fingers a little," you recall bashfully. "I was getting pretty hot sitting there rubbing and remembering. Imagining every touch is your tongue. Teasing and bringing me closer to ecstasy. I started playing with my clit a little. Sliding my fingers along the sides and adding some pressure onto it. Then before I knew it, I was increasing my speed and starting to breathe hard. I think maybe Fred could hear me from his cubical next door." You adjust yourself on my lap a little. "Then I was really getting into it. I inserted two fingers into my pussy and began masturbating in earnest. First rubbing with a little upward curl to my fingers inside of me. Then using my other hand on my clit in a side-to-side motion. It was getting really sexy, and I was moaning a bit." You're looking off into the distance now with the memory. "I definitely got carried away. I still did not cum though. I had to get myself back under control! I was at work, it was crazy! When I left the office Fred was giving me an odd look. I really think he knew." You end the story there. I am stroking and playing with your hair and caressing the side of your face. "I'm jealous you did all that, and I did not get to watch." Now you hit me playfully, "Uh, not the point of the story at all."
Sitting there in my lap thinking about the day, the smell of your hair in my face, your shampoo, your scent, your skin. All conspiring to capture my attention, my senses, my willpower. All I want to do is please you, to fix your day. We're completely wrapped up in each other's company. Smiling, teasing, talking, and getting lost in the chemistry without needing to rush anything. Those little looks, the quiet words, and the feeling of wanting to be close. Building the connection between us while we are in the recliner. It's time for me to take some action. You deserve to be happy. I begin by kissing you on the neck once, and rubbing your upper arm. You pick up on my signal and adjust your position. I catch a glimpse of your thighs under that little skirt. Looking at you now, I realize just how tiny that shirt top really is. The entire outfit is wholly inappropriate for an office environment. How hot is that?
I kiss you on the cheek. "I would like to finish what you started at your desk for you if you are up for it?" I ask. You agree with enthusiasm and give in to my request. I slip off your shirt. Kissing your neck as I cup your breasts. Barely touching them, or even moving, teasing you on purpose. You desperately want me to continue. You wrap your arms around my neck and after kissing me deeply you say, "Carry me to bed. I am yours. Do what you want to me!" We work together to get out of the chair. No easy feat with us tangled together in a recliner. With your arms still around my neck I carry you into the bedroom. I put you face down on the bed, prone with your legs spread just a little. You are already naked so I strip as well.
I start at your feet and work my way up the back of your legs. Kissing as I go, but also pressing hard with my hands in a deep tissue massage to relax you completely. I want your body to be 100% ready to submit to my mouth once I get to that point. You are feeling so much better already. "Come on go down on me already. I've been waiting for this all day!" you demand. "Wait for it, you dirty girl, I will make you cum don't worry," I reply. I know how wet you get while you are thinking about getting eaten out. Plus I'm massaging your legs at the same time. Which is also a turn on. I am up at your thighs now. Straddling your calves under my body weight, pinning you to the bed. As I rub the knots out of your thighs I can smell your sweet pussy just inches from my face. I see a little string of your cream draped between your lips and your leg. It is driving me crazy holding back. I want to dive in with every ounce of my being. Slurping up that string and eating every bit of you.
Now I am massaging your ass and hips. With each deep knead of my powerful hands backed by my body weight. Pressing down on your muscles you feel your body's tension releasing inch by inch as I go. In return, I am getting an amazing view of your ass and pussy. Each time I press down your ass cheeks spread open for my viewing pleasure. I continue my way up your body working your lower back and sides. Your tiny waist is so small it almost completely disappears under my two hands from my perspective. When I get up to your shoulder blades my lower body has also moved up. Now my cock is hovering just above your ass. Each time I lean forward to apply pressure to your shoulders you can feel it pressing titillatingly against you. The dual joy from the very different sensations in your upper and lower body is fun and exciting. I move on to your neck. Here my touch gets tender. Even though I am still kneading the knots out of your muscles, the smaller muscles in your neck call for skill over power. You are so relaxed you are almost asleep. The only thing keeping you awake is the anticipation of the delayed orgasm I owe you. You are not letting that debt slide.
I have finished the massage and am ready to pay my debt. "Ok baby girl, time for me to pay up." I slide back down your body and press my face to your ass. The first thing I do is devour that string of cream I saw earlier. "Mm-mm, my sweet baby girl's cream tastes so good." My tongue and fingers start exploring your body. You open your legs more to give me better access. The angle is awkward to access your pussy from above, while you're laying prone. So I am licking your asshole and only my fingers are touching your pussy. It is still working very much for you as you moan and talk dirty to me. "Right there, eat that ass. Yes. Slide your finger deeper. You're getting there. Don't stop!" I work on you for a few minutes and then decide I want better access. "Flip over and give me all of that pussy. I'm hungry for you." You immediately obey. You are now as wide awake as possible. Any thoughts of sleep have been obliterated by your lust and my enthusiastic play.
You have a pillow under your head and my face between your legs. You are holding my head and talking to me the whole time, both instructions and exclamations of ecstasy. "Lick that pussy. Flip your finger over and rub downward. Yes right there!" You can't get enough of me. Now my mouth is completely committed to your clit. My fingers explore both your pussy and asshole as I play with you. Teasing between them while licking your clit. You are now lifting your hips to meet my face. Coordinating our movements to give you the best feelings. Finally, you are reaching your orgasm that is long overdue today. As you cum really hard, your thighs snapping shut around my head. You let out a primal scream of joy. The orgasm rocks your body. You are shaking violently as it takes over your body. I feel what seems like an ocean of your juice pouring out of you. My finger in your asshole is in just the right spot to enhance your pleasure. You collapse back on the bed, take a deep breath and release my head. You are breathing so hard you whole body is jiggling. Which is incredibly sexy for me to watch.
You can barely talk, but with that sexy breathless voice you say "Now I want you to take me like you did this morning. Send me off to sleep the same way you woke me up." We roll over and get into position. I am big spooning you and my cock is between your legs. I am not inside you yet. Instead, you are rubbing my cock against your pussy with your hand and some gyrations of your hips. It is very arousing being so close, but not inside of you. As you grind on my dick clasping my wrist under your head like you did this morning. You are still moaning and talking dirty to me. "You gonna fuck this little pussy? You want to be inside my tight little hole? Come on baby fuck me hard!" I can feel how hard I am while you grind on me. Your fingers and pussy working my shaft.
"You are so good to me. Taking care of me in the morning and now tucking me into bed. You deserve this pussy," you say. You slip my dick inside. I am working you hard now. I have been aroused since you walked in the door and sat on my lap. "Your pussy feels so good. I can't wait to fill it up with cum." While I grab your hip with my free hand and pull myself into you, I'm thinking about the bookends of the day morning and night. In the same position is poetic, but the act itself is primal. I just need you right now. "One small change tonight. I want your cum on my tongue this time. I want to swallow it all," you moan. We get the speed just right. "I love it when you swallow. I can't wait," I say. Now I move my right hand up to your breast, from your hip, and start playing with your nipple like I did with my left hand this morning. You have such great tits, but sometimes I forget to give them attention. I whisper in your ear "I'm almost ready." You pull away, and I roll onto my back. You are between my legs. Your ass looks so good behind your face, popped up in the air. You start sucking my dick. I know you must be tasting your own cream since I just pulled it out of you. It is a hot thought to go with the hot view. You suck every drop of cum out of my cock. Even licking the shaft after I cum in your mouth and you swallow it. What a great end to the day for both of us. You slide back up into my arms. I am the big spoon again. You are exhausted with satisfaction as we drift off to sleep. My thoughts as the world fades out are focused on how happy I am. It was nice taking take care of you today, for your big meeting.
Author's note.
Inspiration can come from anywhere. The same woman from story 1 and I were still sexting.
We had landed on a format where I wrote 1-2 paragraphs and she responded.
When story 1 was finished, she send a picture of her in a tiny shirt (pulled up) and flared skirt showing her panties (see below). With the text, "Imagine if I went to work like this".
That simple text message created the entire idea of story 2 you just read. I imagined her going to work all buttoned up in that pencil skirt, knowing she was a freak at home. So the idea was born for story 2.
I even incorporated the outfit from the picture as the one I brought as her change of clothes.
