Every Other Wednesday 2


To: David Michaels

From: Kelsey Carter

Subject: Re: WFH

Wouldn’t it be hot if she came up behind you, caught you writing that email, fell into your lap, put your hand on a lace-clad breast, and claimed your mouth with hers?

And then her hand would roam to your cock, already hard from watching her. She’d smile coyly and sink to her knees in front of you. Her delicate hands fumble with the zipper of your jeans. At last, she takes you into her warm mouth. Her enthusiasm leaves you no doubt that she wants you, too…

Take care,

Kelsey

~ ~ ~

Holy shit. One of the other team members, Phillip, had started talking about ways to improve the site’s bounce rate, and the only bouncing David could think of was Dana straddling him, riding him reverse cowgirl style, as his hands cupped her breasts. Fuck. He rubbed his face, desperately trying to regain focus. Kelsey’s email combined with his vivid visions of Dana were almost enough to make him hard. This fucking conference call just needs to be over. David loved his job, but at that moment, he was more focused on the temptation of Dana. He’d never fuck another guy’s wife, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t fantasize about it.

~ ~ ~

To: Kelsey Carter

From: David Michaels

Subject: Re: WFH

It’s an interesting sensation to read this while I’m in a conference call to discuss bounce rates of our corporate website. LOL

Take care,

David

~ ~ ~

To: David Michaels

From: Kelsey Carter

Subject: Re: WFH

Oops, sorry, lol!

Take care,

Kelsey

~ ~ ~

David stifled a laugh. Yeah, she wasn’t sorry.

~ ~ ~

As David was pitching his ideas for boosting site conversion rates, he heard a soft knock at the door. Dana. After a few seconds, she let herself in. Her face lit up when she saw David, and his face lit up when he saw the way her “Reading is Sexy” t-shirt clung to her perky, round boobs. They exchanged smiles before David went back to his call and Dana got down to business. She started by dusting his desk. As she bent over to reach the far side of the desk, David caught the faint scent of perfume. It was a floral, feminine scent. From Victoria’s Secret, maybe? He could have sworn he had smelled it before… And naturally his gaze lowered to her chest. He paused mid-sentence as he made out the subtle contours of her lacy bra as her breasts strained against the soft cotton of the t-shirt. Yep, he was officially hard. David made quick work of assigning each team member tasks before ending the call.

By that point, Dana was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor of his tiny kitchen. He admired the view of her curvy ass and imagined taking her from behind. She’s married, David, she’s married. His cock stirred as he watched her. He reread Kelsey’s email about Dana. It seemed slightly more virtuous than staring at a married woman and feeding all kinds of erotic fantasies. Unable to take it any longer, he quietly made his way to the bathroom. He unbuttoned his jeans and closed his eyes as rubbed his throbbing dick. What if she weren’t married? Would they connect, or simply flirt? He sighed as he imagined sucking on those gorgeous breasts of hers. David tilted his head back as he wrapped his hand around his cock. A knock at the door startled him. Fuck, he couldn’t let Dana know he was in there rubbing one out. In a panic, he stepped into the walk-in linen closet and closed the door.

 

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