Chole has been fantasizing about having sex in the office and mentioned it to one of her colleagues during a girly chat. These things never stay a secret for long and when you hear that it’s you she fancies doing it with, you pop into her office to give her what she needs.
‘So, you’ve heard about my little fantasy about you having me over my own desk at work? Well, I did tell someone and it was meant to stay a secret.’ Chloe gave a little sigh of exasperation and swivelled in her chair. ‘But, oh well, it’s out now isn’t it,’ Chloe smiled, lifting her arms in a show of nonchalance at her secret fantasy having been revealed.
‘Oh, that’s what you are here for…. to help me with my fantasy, how nice of you.’ Chloe appeared somewhat flattered, though little flustered. ‘What’s that? You’d like me to strip out of my clothing? OK, well,’ she smiled agreeably, ‘I love the idea of teasing you before I get bent over my own desk and fucked.’
Chloe stood and posed by the desk, turning to show the back of her legs in their black diamond patterned nylons and patent leather heels. ‘You’ll notice my lovely vintage stockings also have black feet, too,’ she said, slipping one foot out of her court shoe to show the dark reinforced pattern covering the sole.
‘I must show you my vintage bra, it’s very soft and perfectly cups these perky tits of mine.’ Chloe slipped the shoe back on her foot and began stripping out of her knitted suit, slowly sliding the jacket over her bare shoulders and revealing the cream coloured balcony bra.
She unzipped her skirt and peeled it over her shapely ass in the tight-fitting, cream coloured girdle that clung to her buttocks. The skirt slipped swiftly down her legs, then she kicked it away and turned to lean against the desk. Her hands caressed the cups of her bra and curve of her hips, the open-bottom girdle revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her pussy between suspender clad thighs.
‘Such a nice, peachy arse there,’ Chloe remarked, standing with one knee resting on the desk top, squeezing the cheeks of her girdled arse; the taut suspenders stretching around her thighs straining on the tops of her nylons. ‘You can see everything from that position, can’t you?’ Bending further over the desk, she pulled one butt cheek aside and exposed her naked pussy. ‘I bet you can’t wait to pound my sweet, wet pussy, while running your hands up and down these beautiful, soft nylons,’ she giggled naughtily, her hands sliding over the contours of her slender legs in their seamed nylon stockings and stiletto heels.
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