While I'm on the telephone with his beautiful wife, Roger is playing with my naked body again!

It's now 10 minutes later, and he still can hear my voice occasionally from the other room; I'm mainly just listening, not participating. Of all the dumb luck; why did this have to happen today? He stands in the doorway and walks into the room quietly, standing behind me, breathing quietly. Gently, ever so slowly, he slides his arms around my waist, clasping his hands in front. I sink back against him slightly, my head falling onto his shoulder, my ear still glued to the telephone.

I sigh softly in response to his efforts. I stiffen slightly as I realise I just sighed into a telephone cal with his wife, then relaxes back into him. He gives me a big hug from behind, his body pressed against mine, which I fall into easily. She try to turn and look at him, but he holds me in place. My head jerks as I hear something on the phone, and I start talking, sounding annoyed at his wife I'm talking to. He attacks the back of my neck, tiny slow kisses that show their effects immediately; I tremble in response, and gasp quietly, catching myself just before I made some louder noise.

His hands travel the roads of bare skin, up my legs and back down, caressing softly, kneading roughly, scratching a little. I'm getting excited, and my energy fills the air, turning him on that much more. His hands slide across my body again, moving around to the back, as he pushes me slightly forward so I no longer leans on him. I stand there, trembling, one hand against the wall, the other still pressing the phone to her ear. My chest is heaving with each breath, and he watches me full breasts swaying, the nipples standing proudly up. Then his hands are on me, grabbing, groping, pulling me away from the wall and into his embrace, my arched back pressed against his front, my free hand falling to the back of his neck, my ass grinding his erection, which feels like it's going to explode it's so hard.

His hands knead my breasts roughly, the way I want him to, my nipples trapped and squeezed between his fingers. I pull the phone down to my mouth and attempt to speak into it. He pinches my nipples just as I'm about to speak, and nothing comes out but a frustrated hiss. Finally I begin to talk again. He responds by pushing me, not gently but not roughly, back towards the wall. I catches myself with an "umph" and an outstretched arm. I continue talking.

He took a step back and looks at me. He holds his body to mes, letting some of his weight fall onto me as I hold us away from the wall with one arm. One hand caresses my breast, the other my bottom; they both start to slide. The one on my breast slides down to the trimmed patch of hair between my legs. The one on my ass slips between my legs. They meet finally and start to stroke me, the one pressing my hard button, the other parting my soaked lips. I sticks my ass out further, allowing him more room to work as he slides a finger inside me. I respond with a moan and a tremble, my entire body shaking. Another finger joins the first as Roger kneels behind me. He can tell what I want as I spread my legs wider and stick my ass out even further.

Another finger slides inside me as he oblige my desires as he licks my lips, then starts sucking at my clit. I have both hands against the wall, grinding into him, completely lost in the moment. Roger too is out of control as he dines on me, his tongue working at a feverish pace, his fingers plunging in and out of me in time with his tongue.

I can think of nothing more than wanting to hear my scream, to yell my pleasure to the world. He licks, sucks, and fingers faster, and I start making low noises, moans, and start muttering things under my breath. It's a litany of encouragement: "yes," "don't stop," "Roger," "faster, more." Hearing me turns him on even more, and he can't contain himself any longer.

He slides out from underneath me, and bodily spin me around, pushing me across the room from behind. One sweep of hus arm clears my desk of papers, and he bends me over the desk, kissing my neck fiercely as he spreads my arms wide. I grab the sides of the desk and press my face against the cool plastic. My hair splays out across the desk, hiding my face from his view.