Night of the Intruder · Part 1 (1/2)
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Joy sat at her desk and stared at the two stacks of order logs piled before her, one on each side of her keyboard. The stack on the left contained orders she'd already entered that day, and the one on the right contained those yet to be entered.
The stack on the right was still much larger.
She sighed and looked at the clock: five minutes past seven. Everyone else had gone home for the night except her boss, whom she could hear rummaging through a file cabinet in his office. Two hard workers, working late. Joy sighed again as she looked at the work still to be done. She'd told Carl that she'd for sure have them done that day, and now she was regretting those words. Her fingers returned to the keyboard, and she got as far as the quantity ordered when her boss called to her from down the hall.
"Joy, could you come here? I need a favor of you."
"Okay, just a minute!" Oh great, what else is he going to ask me to do now? She finished entering the data for that customer, and transferred the sheet of paper from the right stack to the left. Then she rolled her chair back from her desk and got up.
Joy was eager to go home, because she was feeling quite horny!
She strode down the hall and knocked on Carl's closed door. She heard what sounded like some kind of box being dropped onto his desk, then he answered her knock. "Come on in!"
Joy opened the door and entered. Her boss was seated in his large and very comfortable-looking chair at his huge L-shaped desk. Papers, books, magazines, and other assorted items of importance to the company were scattered all over it. A Compaq 386 and a printer sat nestled amidst the turmoil on one end. On top of one pile of magazines sat a pink cardboard box.
"Yes?" Joy sat down in a chair next to the door, and waited expectantly. Her boss simply looked at her for a moment, then spoke.
"You know, Joy, you have been working very hard lately, and I really appreciate your staying late all week to help get our backlog of orders into the system. Thank you very much!" Joy blushed and smiled shyly. It had indeed been a busy week! "You're welcome. I'm sorry I didn't get all of that stack entered like I sai-"
"That's all right, don't worry! Might as well go home now. Heck, I'm out of here myself very shortly. But before you leave, could you spare a moment to give me your opinion on something?"
Joy nodded.
"I bought something for my wife today, and I just wanted to know if you think I made a good selection. I'm really not much of an expert on this sort of thing." He indicated the pink box with his hand. Joy got up, walked to the desk, and picked it up. Whatever it was, it was very light!
"Go ahead and open it."
Joy slid her fingers into the seam, pulled the top flap open, and peered at the contents. She sucked in her breath slowly as her whole body tingled. Surrounded by a red velvety packing material, the delicate silk lingerie looked heavenly.
"Do you think it's nice?"
"Oooh yes, Carl, I think you made a fine choice! Your wife is really going to love it, I bet." Something tugged at a cord inside her head. Hadn't she overheard Julie recently mentioning that Carl and his wife had separated? Perhaps this was part of the "patching-up" process.
"Are you going to give it to her tonight?" Joy looked at the soft lace again, and imagined her own body barely concealed by its nearly transparent patterns as some lucky man gazed at her wide-eyed and drooling. The heat rose rapidly within her.
"I'd like to, but I can't yet — she's out of town on business." His voice was tinged with disappointment, and a kind of longing. His eyes were locked on Joy.
"That's too bad — you and she could have alot of fun tonight." She smiled, and Carl chuckled. "Yep, sure could have."
Joy's fingers slid into the box and felt the smooth sensuous fabric. She imagined it covering her skin, the top part lifting her breasts up and hiding her sensitive nipples, and the bottom part soaring above her sexy hips and plunging down between her legs, rubbing slightly against her vagina as she moved her hips seductively. Oooooooh…
"Do you want to see what it looks like on me?"
Her horny mind had taken control of her mouth before her logical mind could react. She blushed and grinned sheepishly at her now wide-eyed boss, and continued to run her fingers through the soft fabric.
"Uh, er, well yes! If y-you want to, that is…"
"Oh I DO want to. Be right back!" Joy turned and strode quickly out of the office and down the hall toward the lady's room, clasping the box to her side. She entered the restroom, and put the box down next to the sink. Joy looked at herself in the mirror. Then she smiled, and began to expose succulent flesh.
Her boobs swung to and fro as she bent down and pulled the stockings over her legs. They enclosed her thighs in what seemed like a soft caress, frozen in time. She pulled the panties on, enjoying the feel of the thin strap gently squeezing her hips. Then she covered her breasts with the bra and fastened it behind her back. Lastly she pulled on the long silk gloves.
Joy looked in the mirror. A heart-poundingly sexy figure smiled back at her. The black lace accented every luscious curve perfectly, and revealed much while still leaving something to one's horny imagination. She ran her hands slowly up her sides, and then up over her head, while watching her image in the mirror. No matter how she moved, it looked SO sexy. Joy felt so hot now…
She turned, and left the lady's room. She stood in the hallway now, and she smiled as she wondered how many times before a lady had been in this building wearing something like she was wearing now. (Or less!) She hoped she was the first. Oooooh… She walked slowly down the hall toward Carl's office. Passing an office to her right, she imagined its daytime occupant being there now, seeing this sexy apparition floating by his doorway. Would he just be able to sit there, or would he jump up and head out into the hall for another look? Mmmmm maybe more than just a look! She entered Carl's office, and closed the door behind her.
Her boss stared at her luscious body.
Joy put her hands behind her head, lifting her chest and making her boobs strain against the bra. Her nipples poked through the fabric, beckoning any lookers to come over and touch them. She turned to her left, then to her right, letting Carl see her from different angles. She lowered her arms, and put her hands on her thighs. Then she wrapped her arms underneath her bra, and pressed her breasts up high with her forearms. Carl watched all this with obvious pleasure.
"You look beautiful in it," he finally managed to say.
"Mmmmmm thank you," Joy said throatily. She put one foot up on a chair and bent over her raised thigh, rubbing it tenderly with both hands. The air conditioner clicked on somewhere nearby, and soon cool air blew over her body from a vent right above her. Her skin broke out in goosebumps, and her nipples hardened. "Oooooh I better move away from the vent…" She walked over to the big desk, right across from her lust-filled boss, and struck another sexy pose.
Carl's hands were rubbing the surface of the desk, and Joy could hear his breathing become heavier. She knew that she was committed to making this night HIS night, one he would never forget, and she was so happy. And so HOT…
"I think you made a very good selection. It feels so nice. So soft." She caressed her body, just a few feet in front of him. Her hands pressed inward at the sides of her bra, and the beautiful titflesh welled up in the center, above the top of the bra. "SO soft…" One hand caressed a sexy thigh as the other rubbed her stomach, and then her pussy. The fabric there stretched as she rubbed, becoming a little narrower and allowing more pubic hair to be visible. Joy "ooooh"ed softly, and sucked her breath in sharply, as the fabric rubbed against her sensitive pussy lips.
Carl clutched at objects on the desk. One hand squeezed the stuffed Opus which stood guard when the boss was not around. His hips moved to and fro in the chair, and his hard cock rubbed tightly against his underwear.
Joy put her hands on the desk, stood on her toes, and leaned forward. Her chest drew within a few feet of her boss's face, and his head drifted forward as if pushed by some gentle, invisible force. When his lips were less than an inch away, she pulled back, smiled, and wagged a finger at him. "Mmmmm you're a naughty boy aren't you?" He looked at her pleadingly, then that look of pure lust returned as Joy continued to move about erotically before him.
Joy's horniness level seemed to increase exponentially as her body drew closer and closer to Carl. She pushed papers aside to clear a spot on the desk, and climbed up on it. She stood on her knees and played with her boobs, and Carl slowly slid his chair forward so he could be closer to the succulent body on his desk. Joy lifted her arms and shook her chest from side to side, just inches in front of his face. She rubbed her belly and thighs and hips and fingered her pussy, at one point pushing the fabric aside a little bit to reveal even more.
He just HAD to touch that inviting flesh… He reached forward and put his hands lightly on her sexy hips. Joy lowered herself until her rump was resting on her lower legs, and spread her legs just a bit. Carl caressed the smooth fabric that covered her thighs, and then his hands slid up to feel the exposed flesh between the tops of the stockings and the strap of the panties. His thumbs felt the edges of her pussy hairs as he rubbed and squeezed her smooth skin.
"Oooooh do you like how I feel?" Carl nodded, his eyes bobbing up and down as they scanned her thighs and hips and stomach and chest.
"I'd like you to feel me all over."
"I'd love to feel you all over."
"Mmmmmmm…"
Joy could not remember ever feeling so good. Her boss's hands caressed so tenderly, stroked her skin so wonderfully. She thought it was one of life's greatest gifts that something like this existed which could feel so good to both people involved. She hoped the sensations would last for hours and hours…
Carl's hands slid around Joy's hips and up her sides. He pulled his chair in even closer, and as he caressed her shoulders, his face moved to within an inch of her chest. Joy slid her hands up his arms and gently rubbed his neck and the sides of his face. Carl stuck his tongue out and let it touch a bit of exposed breastflesh. Warm. Soft. His tongue tasted more, flicking back and forth. He pulled her shoulders forward, and her chest pressed against his lips. Then he could not hold back any more. His hands went around her back, feeling for the clasp. With a quick movement the bra was loosened, and he pulled it downward with his lips. Joy's hands slid to the back of Carl's head as he pressed his face into her chest and hungrily devoured the scrumptuous flesh.
Licking and nibbling, he went after her hard nipples like someone consumed with one burning passion. Joy's whole body writhed, and she pressed his head against her more tightly. His hands came around to the sides of her chest, and pressed her boobs together to provide more flesh to bury his face in. He pulled his head back and just watched with great pleasure as he squeezed and kneaded her boobs with his hands, and then his lips and tongue dove in for more. Joy removed one of her silk gloves, held it at each end behind his head, and rubbed his head with it as he continued to feast on her.
Joy no longer had any desire to go home.
Carl looked up at Joy's face, his chin still between her breasts. She smiled. "Do you think I am doing a good job of modeling your new purchase?"
"Ooooooh yesMMMPHH…" He began to kiss and lick her chest and neck and shoulders all over. Joy sighed and moaned with pleasure, and her hands reached underneath the back of his shirt and up, to massage his bare back.
She was sliding around the smooth surface of the desk now, and papers and magazines were pushed over the edges and onto the floor. The perpetrators of this increased mess hardly noticed or cared. Joy leaned back on her elbows as Carl's tongue licked at every square inch of exposed skin. His hands pulled her stockings off as he munched on her belly and waist. Then those lusty greedy hands went after her panties. He pulled them down her legs as his tongue followed right behind, tasting sexy thighs and legs and even feet. Then he flung the panties on the floor, and stood up to observe the writhing mass of hot passion on his desk.
Joy was experiencing absolute sexual bliss. The awareness and feel of her totally naked body, exposed to this very horny man and the cool air of the office, had elevated her to a level of passion and sexual desire she had never felt before. Her tasty body was so vulnerable to his every erotic whim! It continued to undulate and writhe as she waited with incredible eagerness for whatever her boss chose to do next.
Carl removed his already-loosened tie, and flung it away. He unbuttoned his shirt quickly, very eager to feel his bare chest pressed against hers. Soon his pants and underwear joined his shirt and tie on the floor. He put his hands on either side of Joy's supple legs, and slid them upward. They came close to each other and slid right along each side of her pussy, just barely grazing the lips. He got up on the desk, and his body lowered toward hers as his hands continued up her body. They gave her breasts another good squeeze, and then they traveled across her shoulders and up her neck to the sides of her face.
He settled his body on top of hers gently, keeping most of the weight on his elbows. Her boobs pressed deliciously against his chest, and he closed his eyes for a moment and sighed with the sensation. Her whole body felt so warm and soft against his. He kissed her neck and chin and cheeks. Then his lips found hers.
Joy had never kissed a man so passionately in her life. Only now did she learn the true power of the tongue. Carl's slid deeply into her mouth, probing and tasting her gums and lips and tongue. They curled and twisted around each other, and Joy sent her tongue on a deep counterattack. The two writhing bodies rubbed and ground against each other as they kissed with increasing fervor. His hands were all over her body again, rubbing and squeezing and caressing everything within reach. His hard cock rubbed against her waist and pussy and inner thighs.
It was quite some time before their lips parted. Carl held Joy tight against him and gazed into her eyes. They were both practically in a new uncharted state of mind, a knowledge that anything was possible, and a desire to experience as much of it as they could. They both wanted this to last for a long long time. There was no need to hurry. They just gazed into each other's eyes and smiled and spoke of hot sexy things, sizzling erotic possibilities to explore, as their bodies pressed against each other and exchanged heat energy.
They whispered and chuckled and giggled and grinned as wild ideas flew back and forth. They settled on one they both thought had wonderfully erotic possibilities. Then they began to kiss again. This kiss lasted even longer than the first.
Then, reluctantly, but with excited anticipation of the fun to come, their bodies separated and they got up off the desk. Carl dressed, and Joy giggled as she watched him stuff his hard cock into his underwear. She sat down in his big executive chair, still naked and oh so very horny. When he finished dressing, he told Joy, "oooooh you look so tasty! Don't go anywhere, I'll be back in a minute." She winked at him seductively and blew him a kiss. He looked at her a moment longer with burning desire, then turned and left the office, closing the door behind him.
Night of the Intruder · Part 1 (1/2)
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