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If it makes you happy

Confidence is SEXY

Confident people seem to know what they want and are not afraid to ask for it or go after it. Nor are they afraid to express themselves.

1. It’s fucken sexy 2. You get what you want

Plain and simple

I just wanna be pretty🙃

Growth is such a beautiful thing. Embrace your journey and just go with the flow.

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Just another naked meeting. LOL

Sometimes when you’re a crazy sexaholic like myself, and masturbation doesn’t cut it, you need a little more. Often times you can’t concentrate, you have tunnel vision and just seemingly hard focused on one thing, sex. Let’s face it, rubbing one off in some alone time is great once in a while, like when you first wake up, or with the wand in the shower, on your way to work in traffic, in the restroom at lunch, hot tub jets before bed, and even… well I think you get the idea; but you can’t get better than human interaction. You just can’t. No matter how many times you try. It’s not my fault, I’m just wired this way. Well this was my problem today.

I just wake up this way and I don’t have any idea why.It’s not every day but almost every day. I just want it, got to have it. And I beat off, like sometimes a lot, I even logged it in my blog one day, deleted by Hubby. I used to get so wet I would have to have a spare thong in my purse. Now it’s commando always and a light sundress if I have to wear clothes. Pretty much the only thongs I even have anymore are just a few pair that we keep for teasing. Even in a sundress I will literally leak down my leg. So this was today and I wanted to take care of myself so I wasn’t so focused on Stan for the meeting. I wanted to be able to tease him to death not be so horny I would fuck him to death, so as soon as I got to my office I threw down. The chair lays back, legs spread, the feet go on the desk I close my eyes and rub. I know people can’t see in because I’m so high up unless it’s evening and my lights are on but I do like to put my feet on the window and do the same. I feel like it’s my fault mixing business and pleasure and I never should have went down this road with Stan but since we did I felt obligated to meet today as we had discussed before. I know, bad decision but tell me you haven’t made a bad decision while you were super horny… that’s what I thought. ;) So I have everything I need for the meeting but this time I’m sitting across from where he’ll sit, I want to drive him crazy. So first the text - I’m in your building and then without knocking just walks right in. Ok, whatever. “Good morning” I said with a smile. “Good morning to YOU beautiful” he said with delight. Now I should tell you he’s married, and I believe I have but what you don’t know is they are kind of separated but she still keeps pretty close track of him. If I was her I’d take a few million and split, but whatevs. It’s not like he’s UNattractive. He just has the personality of a calculator, or an abacus, yeah cause he’s older. He sits down at the table and scoots his chair out patting the legs of his suit pants as to call for my feet to them, today’s attire seemed like a high end gray gold shirt of some sort and gray pants a shade lighter and some fancy shiny black shoes, almost a five o'clock shadow and messy hair. He’s trying at least. And as much as I beat off, I’m still crazy hot and I must say, with his look I’m already getting a little excited. I walk over and play his game, for now. I think he knows our past but I can’t remember if it was ever brought up or not, the past that Mike and I went through, let’s just keep it lady like and say, I can be a bad ass bitch if I need to and I have a belt and a sash to prove it and the reason Mike never worries about me being around dudes nude. So I sit at his side but mostly facing him and gingerly place my feet at his lap toes touching his cock. He rubs the tops of them “I’ve never in my life…” he said stroking them “I mean, just naked and I still can’t get over it.” he said holding them in his lap and pulling himself up to the table pressing my toes tightly on his pants over his cock. We sat that way for a good thirty minutes as he explained things I really don’t need to get into. He continued his boring bla blas until I realized. “I’m so sorry Stan, would you like some tea or coffee?” I said and I’m usually a better hostess. “No thanks” he said and continued his work perusing docs with one hand, caressing my feet with the other. I have to say for as long as he’s been here we could have done anything but he’s being gentlemanly. Which honestly, is what I would have expected of him all along. He’s mega rich and descent looking with an MBA and a good background. “Excuse me for a second while use the restroom” I said standing up revealing a slight damp spot on my chair. “That” he said and stopped “That just absolutely floors me and actually I need to go too.” he said standing and followed me to the door which I open, peek out and begin down the hall with his hand on my lower back as if following me in the dark. “Have you ever been seen?” he asked as he looked around like he was the one hiding something. “Sure, it’s happened but since the offices down here are empty I’m pretty safe.” I said as I walked into the men’s room ahead of him just to blow his fucking mind. “Hey” he said quickly, “This is the men’s room” I walked in the first stall and turned around, holding the door open and remaining in his view I hovered over the seat and peed right in front of him. His jaw dropped open and eyes didn’t blink as I stared back at him. Shaking his head he walked to the urinals and began his business. Washing our hands he stopped and turned to me “You’re not even hurrying, you don’t try to hurry or hide or anything, and you’re completely bare ass breast and all this” waving his wet hands in front of me “You are something else, Anna.” he said shaking his head. We walked back to my office no faster than we walked to the restroom and reentered my office. We returned to our position side by side, my feet in his lap. Now he started moving further and further up into my high inner thigh with every gesture. I remember when we first started playing and a guy caressed my inner thigh… I was on his cock in seconds.

As you know I have to get my instructions and Mike was kind of impressed with Stan from our last encounter when, after two bottles of wine, I tried to seduce him and when things started to get heated he up and left. Like he gained just enough control to try to be good and he ran with it… right out the door. So, since he is just about the only one that got away he wanted to make him want me more so he said to play with my nipples while we’re working so I started tweaking my left nipple until it was hard and erect, onto the next now and his hand is bumping into my pussy now every time he rubs up. I really didn’t think he was watching. “Can I help you with that?” he said not making eye contact with me but staring at his debrief. I grabbed his left hand and placed it on my right breast. He started massaging and squeezing it. His hands were soft, not like your typical man but like your typical rich guy. I pulled his chair to face me and he moved his attention from our work to my breasts rolling my nipples through his fingers squeezing, pinching. I straddled him and put my right nipple in his mouth. His unshaven face added stimulation to an already hard nipple and it felt so good as he pulled it in with suction and pushed it out with his tongue over and over. I moved him to the left nipple now and started humping his lap. When he didn’t know but I was well aware of, his light gray pants… I’m soaking them as I grind on the erection building in his pants. He tries to suck my whole boob in but I am way to big for that but it feels good as he’s sucking so much harder trying to do it. “Suck harder, baby!” I said pulling the back of his head into my tit - he complied “Oh yes” I grind faster “Harder” I said switching back to the other nipple and rubbing my hot spot on his pants. I could tell if I had to pee again or if I was cumming from just humping his lap but I pulled his head in hard onto the swollen nipple with one hand and wrapped the other one around the back of his neck, grind, grind and I unload onto him and shake pulling his face in so hard to all my tits that he can’t breath and I cum so hard just grinding on his pants. I stayed straddling him panting in his ear. “Sorry sweety but I think I came on your pants!” I knew I did, I wanted him to walk out of here looking like he wet himself. To my surprise “It’s okay” he said “I came too, right in my pants”. “I’m sorry, I get carried away” I said knowing the mess I left on him was on purpose. “It’s fine, really, and the best sex I’ve had in years” he said laughing. “I do let myself go to far and I’m sorry” I repeated and stood back from him showing that I have soaked him from his waste to his knees. “I’ve dreamed of sucking those since the first day we met and you have an absolutely amazing body” he said with a smile. “Thanks” I said reciprocating with a grin. We said goodbyes and he was on his way with a white wet mess all in the front of him. Have I mentioned how fucking much I love to have my tits sucked so incredibly hard?! Damn that was awesome!

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