It is Christmas time again and of course, we are having our typical Christmas parties. Last Friday it was time for my boyfriends’ office party. He usually hates going to any work parties because he hates to socialize but always loves to drag me along. He loves to see me in sexy short dresses and I love the way it gets him rock hard when he sees me in them. So he was happy because I was in my sexiest dress and I was happy because we were off to dinner with a bunch of people I hadn’t seen in a while. Christmas Party Phone Sex took on a whole new meaning.
We were at the table enjoying the food and wine with an old friend and coworker when all of a sudden he reached out and grabbed my thigh. I gasped in surprise as he made his way up to my pussy.I was torn between pushing him away and begging him for more.
The conversation kept flowing. I opened my legs ever so slightly. He reached deeper between my thighs. I looked at my boyfriend to see if he had noticed any change in the mood and then searched quickly around the table. No one seemed aware.
My legs widened more as his strokes moved ever so gently up my thigh. My mind was spinning too fast to cope with conversation. I just had to agree and hope what I said was right. He knew he was distracting me and wanted to see what would happen.
With my mind spinning out of control I decided I had to have more. I closed my legs, leaned over and said I was going to the ladies room. He pulled his hand away and allowed me to stand up. He turned back to talk to his co-workers as my eyes met his and I said “I’ll be back soon” as I picked up my bag.
Tiny little beads of perspiration had formed on my face as my body tried to cope with the flushes I felt. I ducked into a cubicle and stripped off my panties and pushed them deep into my bag then made my way back to the basin to adjust my make-up and spray some perfume. I looked at myself again. I couldn’t believe what I was doing but the rush was overwhelming. I walked back to my seat.
I wanted him but he seemed to want to tease me. The minutes drew out almost agonizingly until finally he reached for my thigh. I opened my legs to him again. I moved in closer to the table and he slid his fingers up to my pussy. My juices were overflowing as slid his forefinger inside me. I closed my eyes for a brief moment as I drew upon the sensation. I lifted my hand and laid it on his at the table. He gave me a brief glance and a smile.
As he slid his finger in and out of my pussy he rubbed his thumb over my clitoris. I was in heaven. I couldn’t help but occasionally thrust myself forward in the chair. At times I squeezed his hand involuntarily, and each time he would turn, smile, and squeeze my hand in return almost reassuring me that no one could see. I could feel the first waves of delight coming over me as he began to subtly work a little more frantically. I looked at him and I knew my orgasm was starting to form. I could feel my eyes staring wildly and my face blushing with tension as my orgasm was starting to roll. I looked down to see my dress hitched up over my waist and his hand working feverishly in and out of my pussy
Then bang . . . it hit. This crescendo of ecstasy rushed throughout my body and I sucked back my moans as my eyes felt like they were going to burst out of their sockets. I reached down and pushed his hand away and squeezed my legs tightly as I desperately tried to regain control of my body. The waves kept pulsing through my body as the orgasm slowly subsided. His co-worker looked at me and asked if I was alright. Troy turned to see me looking impressed. I told them that my wine went down the wrong way. At least it was only partly a lie. I squeezed Troy’s hand and flashed a smile. I can’t wait to get home and just fuck him hard!
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