Rips your blouse open

Buttons pop across the floor, and you briefly wonder what you are going to do for the rest of the day with a blouse that won’t now do up, but before the thought can worry you, he distracts your attention by returning both his hands to your breasts, mauling at them through your bra. You can’t help but moan out your enjoyment as you feel your nipples swell and press back into his palms.

He presses more firmly, and you feel the chair you are in tilt backwards, bringing your knees upwards, and quickly he eases forward and uses his own to spread your knees wider apart. The short skirt you have on is drawn taunt across your thighs as he spreads your legs further apart.

You sit there in shock as you watch him in front of you, his hands planted over your breasts, and your legs pressing against his, and as you look over his body, you see quite clearly a massive bulge inside his trousers, and you wonder whether you will soon be seeing much more of it.

One of his hands finally leaves your breasts, and traces a line down your stomach and over your skirt, which is still tight across your thighs in your current position. With a quick yank he solves the problem of it being tight by pulling it up out of the way, and you see the smile spread over his face as he sees the skimpy thong you allowed yourself to wear today. When you got dressed this morning you had thought long and hard over what to wear, and the thong had been a tough decision but you had decided to put it on as a treat, although you had no idea that the treat was going to be shared in such a way as this.

His hand slides over your now bare thighs, caressing your soft smooth skin, and added to what he is doing to your breasts, you can already feel a wetness spreading over your thong. As you lay there savouring his touch, you spread your legs even wider now that the skirt is no longer a hindrance to them, and in doing so you feel yourself slide down the chair, causing your skirt to slide free of your ass as well, exposing your cheeks to the cold leather of the chair.

You almost groan with disappointment as you feel his hand leave your bra, but before you can wonder why, you realise he is falling to his knees between your open legs, and as you look down your prone body, he smiles up at you as he begins to lean forward, bringing his face closer and closer to your exposed thong, and therefore your waiting pussy.

“Oh god sir, eat me” you moan out as you watch him edge even closer, his hands now sliding up your thighs and pushing them even wider apart.

“With pleasure Dani” you hear him whisper just moments before you feel his tongue flick across the crotch of your thong directly over your pussy, and your whole body lifts up in response.

Just as he eases the thin material aside to expose your pussy to his gaze…