Part Six PussyCat Tails..... 
Feb 7th, 2003
Vietnam! Snow day
Its Snowing and I know Im gonna get out early today and have some possible time with him. But he hasnt come to work yet and I have loads of deadlines and the office is mostly empty. He is on IM now and is telling me how much he wants me and what he wants to do to me. I am playing along happily, then my phone rings and its him telling me how he just came out of the shower and he is touching himself and how hard he is and how beautiful his dick looks, and he is breathing very heavy and I start to squirm in my seat from the throbbing ache that is between my legs wanting him. I love the sound of his voice. I could hear it for hours. He tells me how he cums really hard and spills onto the carpet, and how spent he is. I want to touch myself so badly but brad keeps crossing the path of my desk, I feel like Im going to explode it this keeps up. He arrives at work in a tan jacket w/ safari pockets and Im desperately trying to get done my work so I can go out to eat w/ him and talk. Fucking Advantage! We go to Vietnam and eat and drink we are so into each other at this time, he is always complimenting me, I love the way he makes me feel appreciated and wanted. We walk to his car and there is a police car out front, no surprise since the police station is right there.
He jumps at every noise, the paranoia is thick. He looks at me like he is trapped in his own fantasy and grabs me by the collar of my jacket and kisses me so passionate that I am breathless. I dont know if I enjoyed the look he gave me before the kiss more than the kiss itself but I was in bliss. I was hooked. I want that passion so badly in my life. He started to rub my leg up between my thighs and I let him and he was amazed the he was doing so himself, he was struggling with his own erection I felt it over his jeans. I am being very bad now. But I have no guilt yet.
Feb11th, 2003
Xandos
Were sitting in the worst place in the joint, surrounded by windows. He orders Wine and I order Hot chocolate. He is staring into my eyes and keeps looking away, as if he was going to turn to stone if he looked for too long. We wanted to kiss each other so badly; it was like there was a new sheet of ice that needed breaking. What can we do to fight this passion but follow it. We go to the car parked and he keeps coming close to my lips teasing him self, I cant take the tension of it any longer. I grabbed him by the scarf and kissed him firmly, gasping for breath, desperate to recreate that first kiss elation. He tells me that he has a semi, and I feel for it but in the wrong place and he starts to unbutton his pants, I yell NO Im not ready yet, but before you know it its out and too late, somehow in my hands as Im gently stroking it. He got too nervous and buttons up, and takes me home. Why does the time fly by so fast when I am with him?
Moist towellette anyone?.....
Feb 7th, 2003
Vietnam! Snow day
Its Snowing and I know Im gonna get out early today and have some possible time with him. But he hasnt come to work yet and I have loads of deadlines and the office is mostly empty. He is on IM now and is telling me how much he wants me and what he wants to do to me. I am playing along happily, then my phone rings and its him telling me how he just came out of the shower and he is touching himself and how hard he is and how beautiful his dick looks, and he is breathing very heavy and I start to squirm in my seat from the throbbing ache that is between my legs wanting him. I love the sound of his voice. I could hear it for hours. He tells me how he cums really hard and spills onto the carpet, and how spent he is. I want to touch myself so badly but brad keeps crossing the path of my desk, I feel like Im going to explode it this keeps up. He arrives at work in a tan jacket w/ safari pockets and Im desperately trying to get done my work so I can go out to eat w/ him and talk. Fucking Advantage! We go to Vietnam and eat and drink we are so into each other at this time, he is always complimenting me, I love the way he makes me feel appreciated and wanted. We walk to his car and there is a police car out front, no surprise since the police station is right there.
He jumps at every noise, the paranoia is thick. He looks at me like he is trapped in his own fantasy and grabs me by the collar of my jacket and kisses me so passionate that I am breathless. I dont know if I enjoyed the look he gave me before the kiss more than the kiss itself but I was in bliss. I was hooked. I want that passion so badly in my life. He started to rub my leg up between my thighs and I let him and he was amazed the he was doing so himself, he was struggling with his own erection I felt it over his jeans. I am being very bad now. But I have no guilt yet.
Feb11th, 2003
Xandos
Were sitting in the worst place in the joint, surrounded by windows. He orders Wine and I order Hot chocolate. He is staring into my eyes and keeps looking away, as if he was going to turn to stone if he looked for too long. We wanted to kiss each other so badly; it was like there was a new sheet of ice that needed breaking. What can we do to fight this passion but follow it. We go to the car parked and he keeps coming close to my lips teasing him self, I cant take the tension of it any longer. I grabbed him by the scarf and kissed him firmly, gasping for breath, desperate to recreate that first kiss elation. He tells me that he has a semi, and I feel for it but in the wrong place and he starts to unbutton his pants, I yell NO Im not ready yet, but before you know it its out and too late, somehow in my hands as Im gently stroking it. He got too nervous and buttons up, and takes me home. Why does the time fly by so fast when I am with him?
Moist towellette anyone?.....
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lamdalamdalamda:
hott! 
severus:
you're beautiful 