1. A new spark part 2


    Date: 3/1/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: RobertMcCullum, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

    boring. More status updates, than anything else. I’m doing this and then that, and so on. By the end of the night we decide not to drive each other crazy like this the rest of the time. Making an appointment to have a nice talk seems like a better idea. It’s set for Wednesday night. My interruption will be at the club or wherever and hers is playing darts. The next few days are a grind. Work is blissfully busy, which kills time and provides an excellent distraction. When Wednesday morning roles around my friend has finally recovered from the weekend and I promise that if he behaves himself today, he’ll get a good spanking tonight. When I’m at my desk I receive a text. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist.” Before I can respond a picture of a pair of breasts fills my screen. I quickly scan my environment. No clue why, I’m alone in my own office, it’s an automatic reflex, I guess. I look back at the screen and stare at the beauties. My mind goes to the memory of my mouth on those nipples and Sandra’s moans of joy. Just then my office phone rings. I put the cellphone face down and answer it. During a conversations about debt to equity ratio in the developing markets, I hear my cell buzz a few more times. My cock doesn’t know what to do with himself. Up or down, work or Sandra, debt or boobs. He’s never been this confused. When the work call ends I grab the phone to find out what she’s sent. “I would like a picture of your naked chest, please.” “And yes, I realize you are at work. So am ...
    I.” “Send it, or I’ll keep distracting you, all day.” The last message is followed by an evil smiley face. “My god, you’re evil. Gimme a minute.” I stand up and before I leave my office, I lay my cock to the side, reminding him of our deal, hoping he won’t spring up. Rushing to the bathroom I’m almost stopped by one of my colleagues, who I can wave off by expressing an emergence. I get into a booth and listen for a few seconds. I think I’m alone. Turning off the audio, I place the phone on the closed lid and start to undress. I go all the way down to my underwear and snap a selfie from the neck down. After sending it, I get a response thanking me and telling me I can go back to work again. The rest of the day passes uneventfully, I do however have to muster up, the will of a thousand men, in order not to look at that picture. Getting home it’s once again one of those days that Veronica just doesn’t seem to want to fuck off. Going through twenty different outfits, I think, “he’s not going to care what boring plaid skirt your wearing.” Finally she’s chosen one and is out the door. I’m alone! I grab my phone, which I left on quiet mode to find there are already two messages waiting for me. “Waiting 4U” The second is another picture. This one is of her naked upper body and smiling face. Mister happy is no longer confused and stands at high alert. I undress, jump into bed and text back, “I’m here.” “You took your sweet time.” “Not me, she wouldn’t leave.” “How rude!” “Indeed. You ...
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