I Confess By Anonymous

i confess of flirtations with a Miss. Though we are just getting to know each other the attraction is certainly there. We tell ourselves, slow, slow, but there are the IM's that make us both bite our lips careful not to give too much away too soon. Then came this unedited IM from a Miss, only names changed to protect the guilty.

[07:19] The Miss: shifts in her chair a bit, an inappropriate heat causing her to move and uncross her legs slowly... she spreads her knees just a little below the table...she moans in her own private thoughts, her breathes slow and deeper than necessary... she crosses her legs and squeezes them together... "Hmm I really shouldn't think about the boy at work."

Having read this after logging in i couldn't help but wright exactly what her IM made feel and what she had asked me many times what i was thinking when she said, "shifts in her seat".

[08:16] the boy: whew! he wipes his forehead and adjusts himself in his own seat hearing such words from a beautiful Miss. he can only wish he was on his knees under her desk to take in the sight of the slightly parted legs and rest his chin on the desk chair and breath in her scent. to await the feel of her hand behind his head and then the words "please me boy, everyone is gone". as she scoots forward in her seat he can feel her smooth warm inner thigh along his face as her scent gets stronger until his nose is pressed up tightly to her wet panties. he breathes in deep and is in his own personal heaven and waning nothing more than to please her. he slides his hands on either side of her hips finding the tops of her panties and gently pulls. her grasp on his head lessens as she raises her hips as her panties slide off slowly down her legs. then slipping them carefully through each heel. the smell of her has him in a trance, wanting nothing more but to sink his tongue deeply inside and taste her. the firm grasp returns to the back of his head and he's pulled to her sex. his wet lips pressed against hers. he relaxes his tongue and makes a long lick as his tongue sinks between her wanting sex. his nose is pressed tightly to her breathing in her as his tongue works to please her. her nails begin to dig deeper in his head as she gets closer. his thumb pushes back on the skin above her pussy, her clit exposed, nails digging harder into him, he sucks hard, pulling her clit into his mouth with his tongue and lips. she explodes riding his tongue, pressing him even tighter as she uses his tongue in another orgasm. finally her grip relaxes as moans from each subside. their pants and moans turn into swallow breaths. she looks down at him and smiles seeing his face covered in her wetness and he just smiles back up to her knowing he's pleased her. a simple, "good boy" is all she says for a moment. then a swift push to his head back under the desk. "shh someone is coming" he stays quiet and waits for the next time he lucky enough to serve her. ..... i think i just wrote my confession for Saturday Miss. *naughty grin*