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  • October 12, 2015

Waiting for Michael

Submitted to Allurestorm by Elly







It’s 2 o’clock in the afternoon and I can’t get myself back into work.

I’m working on three Projects, all of which are all half done. I could

more than likely finish them all today. I’m feeling sort of blocked. My

husband Michael normally helps me to clear my head. But he’s been on

this intensive business trip for the last two weeks now. Normally he

would fly back if he had any down time, but he just can’t this time. So

I’m standing here staring out of my office window hoping that the IT

people leave the webmistress alone. I admit that my boss is a tough

cookie. She is I and I have very little tolerance for slacking. I let

part of my IT crew work on bits of the site, but there are things that

I want to do myself. My business partner gets to do all the money stuff

and I work on the creative stuff. I’m essentially the reason that

Michael is flying around and trying to get some things done. I came up

with some great ideas with expanding the business and he’s looking

around to see if he can make it happen.

I’m standing here looking out of the window out onto the busy streets of

DC and I am imagining Michael coming back and sneaking into my door. He

comes in and kisses the back of my neck since it’s always available

when I’m at work since I always wear my hair up in a bun. He then slips

his arms around my waist and pulls my hips into him. He’s wearing black

linen pants and against my ass I can feel his every growing erection.

He whispers to me: “Hello Casey. I’ve been thinking about you for

hours.” I’m excited about having him here and wanting me, but I can’t

help thinking that the eventually either my secretary or his or one of

the creative folks will come for one of us. He bends down his tall,

slim, muscular 6’2″ frame a bit and kisses me between my neck and my

shoulder blade. His hands wander up and cup my 36B breasts and I am in

heaven. I can feel the heat building in between my legs and I’m ready

for whatever he has in mind. And then…and then my secretary walks in.

She catches me off guard. I can’t even finish a fantasy in my office.

She does apologize for doing that, but I’m disappointed a bit.



I try to get back to work, but for twenty minutes now I’ve sat here.

I’ve gotten some work done. If I weren’t trying to make the pages so

perfect I would have passed them on. Again with Michael on my mind and

the desire for him distracts me. This time I imagine him coming in and

locking my office door. He smiles at me as he’s taking off his jacket.

He loosens his tie and rolls up his sleeves. He looks as if he means

business. His smiles turns to something rather sly as he looks at me

and licks his lips. I want to get up and hug him, but he gently pus his

hand on my shoulder preventing that. He kneels in front of me and runs

his hands up my thighs to tease me. He parts my legs, but I’m wearing a

long skirt so he has to contend with that. He pushes my skirt up to my

hips. He feels the kisses the soft skin of m very light brown thighs.

He smells me and tells me that his tongue has been dreaming of this for

a week. He pulls back just enough to remove my panties. He finds my

wet, waxed pussy waiting and he smiles at me again. He stares and feels

every inch that is now exposed spreading my lips apart. He tells me

again how beautiful it is. He lingers like this instead of doing what I

now want him to do the most. It drives me mad, because I want to feel

his tongue on my clit. But I love the way he looks at my pussy with

such love and interest. I feel precious with one swift move his mouth

there on my clit lightly then sucking with such immediacy. I can her

him moaning into me. He removes his small wired-rimmed glasses before

lying back and taking me with him. He pulls me over his face and I grab

my breasts and ride his beautiful mouth and I feel his tongue fucking

  1. He grabs my ass and uses his fingers to please me more. I arch my

back and  feel his hard cock with my foot and long to feel it inside of

  1. Before I manage to cum I turn over leaving my pussy close to his

mouth unzipping Michael’s pants he’s on the verge of coming himself. We

both keep sucking and licking until both of us cum and lie on my floor

in one big useless mess.

Damn! I want him to come home. I work for another hour before I run off

to get food on the way I am painfully aware of how wet I am and wish

that I was wearing pants. I’m slightly afraid that my excitement will

be soon very noticeable to everyone else. I decide to go home for

lunch. I move swiftly towards our house since we live about six blocks

away from our office building. When I get inside of the house I kick

off my heels, unzip my dress and let it fall to the floor. I cup my

hands over my breasts before letting my 36Bs out to play with and then

my slightly soaked panties. I can feel the air in the house on my

smooth pussy with Michael is particularly fond of.



All the while I am making a b-line for our bedroom. I let down my hair

and I pull the covers back on our bed and I lie back with my legs as

far apart as they go. I touch my inner folds and then my clit easily

sliding over it with my wetness. I close my eyes imagining Michael’s

hands on me I touch my face the way that he always does. I put one then

two fingers in my pussy finger-fucking myself wishing that he was home.

I tease myself never touching my clit for too long. I imagine grinding

Michael’s hand while he kisses my breasts. I wonder what’s wrong with

me today since I’ve never been this horny before. And I want him here

to lick me, to fuck me with his long, hard cock to make me cum. I want

to hear him tell me how much he loves me and loves my body and I’m

rubbing my clit faster and feeling myself cum and then I hear “Is this

a party for one or can I play too?”

At first I jump and pull the covers up over my body promptly sitting up.

It’s Michael actually standing in the doorway and out of my fantasies.

I tell him that he scared the shit out of me. Michael says that he came

back early and wanted to surprise me, but found out that I went home

for lunch. He says that now he can’t even remember what he was going to

talk to me about after what he just saw. I ask him what he wants now

and he tells me that he wants to climb inside of me. He says that he

wants to be naked with me and to spend the afternoon being with me

until we have to go and be responsible again.

I get up and walk over to him. He’s still dressed in his suit. The royal

blue one that I like. He looks at me the way a truly hungry child looks

at food. I take off his jacket, loosen his tie and I hug him just to

smell him for a moment. His cologne as usual is intoxicating. He hugs

me and lifts me up slightly. The he lifts me up further cupping my ass

with his hands as I wrap my legs around his waist. He kisses my neck

and tells me that the has missed me and has been fantasizing about me

all week. So for him nothing could be better than coming home to me

naked and ready. He giggles as he says this. Michael tells me that he

stood there for several minutes before saying a word. He pus me back

down on the floor and I strip him.

He’s already rock hard. He asks me to lie down on the bed as I was

before. So again I sit on the bed with my legs spread as wide as before

and I stick two of my fingers in my pussy while he watches. He

mindlessly strokes his cock and touches his smooth body. He walks over

to the bed and licks my fingers clean. He sits on the bed getting in

between my legs and looks at my pussy as he licks his lips for real

this time. He’s running his hand over my smooth mound. He lays down and

kisses me with his tongue periodically darting in and out of my mouth

dancing with mine. His hand caressing my cheek and then my breasts. He

then kisses down my body leaving a wet trail of kissed down my body.

He doesn’t tease me today. He seems hungry for the taste of my pussy. He

hands me his glasses and fucks me with his tongue and voraciously sucks

my clit. He’s moaning into my pussy and I can hardly stand it. He

always gets off on it. He is pulling me closer and practically

swallowing my pussy and I’m loving every moment of it, but I wasn’t to

feel his cock inside of me. I’m holding onto the bedpost with my legs

spread wider than I thought my body capable of. I ask him to stop. He

asks me if something is wrong as he climbs up to me. I tell him no I

just want to feel him inside of me. I sit in his lap facing him

lowering myself onto his cock and I feel his chest that seems to be

freshly waxed…smooth and I touch his six pack and look deeply onto

his dark blue eyes and I rock feeling him rubbing me inside and out.

And I notice the glimmer of my wetness on his face and I kiss him. And

I pump harder, faster, harder, faster until he whimpers and holds me

close to him.



Even then he’s still hard. I turn about and he lies back. My pussy is

sever inches from his face as I put the head of his cock in my mouth

and lick the sides up and down. Finally taking it into my mouth as he

probes my ass with his finger which feels amazing and is prompting me

to suck his dick so hard and well that he screams out “Fuck! That feels

amazing Casey.” Then he comes again. Michael starts tonguing my pussy

again. Between that and his finger in my ass I cum hard and I ask him

for his cock in my ass which is something that we’ve never done before.

Michael easily complies lubing my asshole as I stand on all fours. He’s

gentle in an attempt not to hurt me and be both cum again. When he

finishes we lie there holding each other kissing after one our best

fucks.

I ask Michael if he wants to try the same with one of my toys and he

says yes and kisses me. He grins at me with anticipation and surprise.      

I’m sure that he’s wondering what’s gotten into me, but won’t ask just         

 now as one of my dildos enter his ass. His eyes roll back in his head      

and he moans as my toy goes inside of him. He rubs

his cock while I play with his nipples and pump in and out of him.          

He begs me to go faster as I go. When he cums, he cums hard and nearly             

shoots himself in the head. I admist that I am very proud of myself. I’m

sure work will be fine now when we go back in a little while. I’m glad

more than ever that he’s mine. God I love it when Michael comes home.

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