His assistant’s voice coming through the intercom broke him out of his thoughts.
“Mr. Roth, Ms. Catchings is here to see you.”
Franklin looked at his watch. Damn…it was lunch time already. He’d spent his whole morning thinking about her.
“Please send her in and feel free to go to lunch. I’ll be leaving myself after my meeting with Ms. Catchings.”
A moment later, Sandy walked into his office and closed the door behind her.
“I was downstairs missing you and thought I’d come up to see if you’d like to grab some lunch.”
Franklin swiveled his chair around as he admired her walking towards him. She was wearing a form fitting knit dress with a low neckline that hugged all of her curves. The dress also showed off her killer legs. It was his favorite color…blue and it brought out the blue in her eyes.
Instead of sitting in one of the chairs in front of his desk, Sandy walked around it. She sat down on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Is that a yes or a no? If it’s a no…I’ll just have to convince you not to work so hard and to take an hour or so out of your day for lunch.”
“The moment you walked into the room, I was already willing to do anything you asked.”
That brought a dazzling smile to her face. She leaned in to kiss him but stopped before she met his lips.
“Really…Anything?”
“Anything.”
Sandy continued to look deeply into his eyes before finally whispering, “I’m going to hold you to that.”
She completely erased the space between them as she pulled Franklin’s face to hers. She pressed her lips to his kissing him ever so gently…in the beginning. What initially started out as wanting just a kiss quickly turned into wanting to feel not only his lips, his tongue, but his touch. Their tongues began a passionate duel with each other. She was hungry for him, and he seemed to be just as desperate for her.
He broke the kiss and his lips traced the soft curve of her neck. His hot kisses continued lower and lower until he reached the edge of her neckline. He stopped just for a moment as he imagined those creamy breasts beneath the knit dress. Even though it was emblazoned on his memory of how they would pebble for him at the slightest touch, the dress left nothing to the imagination. Franklin continued to dip his head low to draw the tight peaks into his mouth. Franklin soaked the front of her dress.
Her flesh was on fire. She managed to pull the dress over her shoulders down to her waist leaving the object of his attention exposed.
“Kiss me. Please…don’t stop Franklin.”
He spoke in between kissing down the valley of those perfect breasts. “Did you lock the door behind you?”
Her voice was breathy, “Yes. No point to closing the door if I didn’t.”
He bent his head down low to suck on a tightly budded nipple. He used his other hand to knead the other one until he could give it the attention it deserved.
Sandy felt Franklin swell underneath her. She slid her hand inside of his slacks to stroke him and he grew even harder. Franklin closed his eyes and groaned. But, he wasn’t the only one whose body was coming alive. She made his blood race. She writhed against him to try and soothe the building ache between her legs as she continued to stroke him.
The friction between them as Sandy went from writhing to full on grinding caused Franklin’s hands to be all over her. He wanted to be everywhere at once.
However, he still wasn’t where she needed him to be. But, he was about to fix that. His hand urgently traveled underneath her blue dress. Franklin was on a mission to find that place that caused their frenzy to break out in the first place.
Sandy spread her legs wider to give him better access to touch her as his fingers danced down her body getting closer. She continued to rub her ass against his hardness.
Just when Franklin thought he had reached the prize his hands ran into a barrier. He quickly moved the scrap of lacy underwear to the side so he could tease and touch her. The second his long fingers grazed over her, it almost brought her to orgasm. She was dripping wet and ready.
Their breathing was hard as Sandy gripped the armrest so tightly her hands were going numb.
“Touch me…please.”
“Like this?”
Even though his touch was really a light caress it still had all of her nerve endings firing off. His hand was covered in her juices. Franklin was teasing her to insanity by touching her but not penetrating. She tried to press herself into his hands hoping it would ease the throbbing. He wouldn’t so she literally took her pleasure into her own hands.
“No…like this.”
Sandy took one of her hands and covered his. She guided him to her entrance. Both his finger and hers slid inside. Franklin didn’t think he could get anymore aroused but that did it. Sandy pushed their fingers inside of her as deeply as she could. She pulled them almost all the way out before driving them back inside…again and again. It still
