She had been asking you to go to lunch for weeks.  Although best friends, rarely did you have time anymore.  Work had you working late hours and weekends. 

Major projects mixed with a prick of a boss.

 Your home life was a ball of chaos unwinding as quickly as you rolled it back up.  Your kids all pulling you opposite directions while your husband just ignored you.  Exhausted, frustrated and honestly you avoided lunch because you didn’t was to be reminded how good her life was.  

Reluctantly you answered the phone “where on earth have you been, lunch today?”  You immediately rattled off a dozen things you had to do “No excuses this time, I am parked out front, you are killing yourself, its just lunch come on!”  You agreed and grabbed your purse, stopped in the ladies room to put yourself together a bit then headed out to see her in a new convertible.  “Wow what a beautiful car.” You climbed in and she sped off to lunch.  She took you to a place you could not afford quickly squashing your negativity “Its on me, I was dying to try this place and you are giving me the excuse to try it.” She hugged you as you walked to a table.  Lunch was all about catching up, she told you about her promotion, how the kids were on the honor roll even though they were in multiple sports, and how her husband was always traveling.  “How do you do it?  I mean…I feel like I am barely keeping it together.”  She took a bite of her salad “Lot’s of wine and masturbating.” She said it so smoothly it took a second to sink in but then you both started laughing too loud for their liking.  A few glares quieted you both down as you finished lunch with smiles.

As you drove back to your office “We need to get you out more often, or just come over and have a good dinner and some wine?” As you quickly added “and masturbation for dessert.” Again laughing as she looked over at you and could see you were really stressed out.  She made a wrong turn and drove around the back of your office complex back into the empty lots.  “Um did you forget where you picked me up from?” You joked as she parked the car and turned to you.  “Do you trust me?  I mean we are best friends so you know I love you right?” You started to worry something was wrong.  “Are you ok?”  She smiled at you “Oh yea of course, but do you trust me?”  You hugged her “Of course I do, with my life.”  As you sat back she looked at you.  “Close your eyes for me.” You gave her an untrusting glare.  “Come on you just told me you trusted me, just close your eyes and sit back.” 

As you did it was silent, a few seconds seemed like forever but just as you were about to say something you felt her hand on your thigh.  It was not a friendly pat on the leg, it was a gentle touch that started to move under your dress.  Your eyes opened as you jolted upright a bit.  “What are you doing?” She pushed you back “shut your eyes, I don’t care who you think about but I am doing to you what you need right now.”  Her hand was back under your skirt and then slid over your panties.  Your mouth fell open and your legs spread slightly as she teased your clit through the silk then you felt her take both sides and wiggle your panties off your hips.  “oh my god….” was all you could say when her fingers slipped inside you.  She touched you slow and deep, you could feel her breath so close to your skin as she touched you.  

Her other hand pulled the top of the dress down exposing your breasts as you tried to open an eye and peek at what she was doing.  “Don’t you dare!” She kissed your cheek “Let me do this for you, keep them closed.” She curled her fingers inside and your hips started to rock in the leather seat.  A wet softness covered your nipple and sucked lightly as her fingers grew stronger inside.  You moaned and shook as she suckled each breast till they ached.  A flickered tongue teased as you felt your body tensing around her gently probe.  “Oh god, oh god, please…” She finished you off as you cried out and came hard for her.   She lifted her mouth, slipped her fingers free, and re-positioned herself in the drivers seat.  As she started the car again you pulled up your panties and covered your tender breasts.  “Holy fuck that felt so good, you are crazy!” She smile as she drove you back to your building.  “Yes but I love you and girl, you needed that bad!  How do you fell now?”  A heavy sigh  “Amazing thank you.”

As she stopped by the door and you climbed out “So Friday night get a sitter or have that lazy husband of yours watch the kids, you are coming over for dinner with me!”  You nod happily in agreement “And I will bring the wine!”

justsome20something:

It’s raining outside.

The day started drab, that thick gray wetness hanging overhead as I left for work.  The rain turned into storms in more way than one.  Every client was pushing my buttons, the wrong ones and when you called me mid afternoon I was short with you.  You could feel the tension, the frustration in my voice and although you knew I loved you….it was not a good time.

You hung up sad, that was not the kind of response you wanted from me.  You were home, needing my attentions and if I was already this grumpy then tonight would be rough.  A little smirk crossed your face, you did like it rough sometimes.  You slipped out of your clothes and put on your red trim panties I loved.  You rustled in the toybox to find a little decoration.  You teased your nipples with little tugs and twists to get them ready then applied the clamps.  Then back into the box to find something for me to use on you.  A little crop would do.  Already getting a bit wet just knowing how strong I was going to be with you when I got home.

Now the finishing touch, taking out your cell, propped it up on the dresser, and set the timer as you assumed your position on the bed.  A click of the shutter, you hopped off the bed.  You looked delicious and it would surely change my grumbles into growls.  *sent* as you climbed back in bed and wondered how long the afternoon would feel as you waited.  *vibrations* I looked down annoyed that I had just told you how busy I was and how rough the day had been when I saw the image pop up.  

 It did the trick.  I smiled for the first time all day, took you in my mind and looked at my watch.  Slamming my files closed I walked passed my assistant with “move my afternoon appts” barked before I left the building.  My day here was done, I had better things………better someone to DO.  The drive was quick, possibly due to my speed, but I had a building hunger.  You heard the car door and perked up back into position on the bed.  Home early, front door slam, heavy footsteps, you were so wet in waiting.  Bedroom door pushed open slow as you watched me loosening my tie with a scowl.  “Someone doesn’t know how to stop interrupting my day, but I see you already know what you need to correct it.”  I try not to smirk but stay firm with you.  “hand it over.” You bite your lip and give me the crop.

I tap my hand with it as I look over you.  “don’t think just because you dress sexy, that will make this any easier on you.” you try not to smirk.  “no sir, of course not sir.” I can hear it in your voice, the anticipation, the want.  My free hand gives the chain a tug then I tap the top of each thigh with the crop.  Then one to the side of your thigh letting you know to get on all fours for me.  Bottom raised up and give you the spanking we both needed.  Working out any remaining frustrations as you count out each strike.  When I stop the sting is deep but easily soothed as you feel me peel down your wet panties and feast on your ass and pussy.  My tongue and teeth explored your wet flesh.  You wiggle in my strong hands as I devour, then a quick flip to put you on your back as you open your legs to welcome me home.

My clothes shed as you rub playfully, my powerful grip pushes your butterflied legs wider as I drive my thickness into you.  Groans as my mouth attacks your tender nipples and neckline as I thrust deeper.  I bite the chain and pull back tight as your hips buck under me.  I release the chain just long enough to take your mouth with mine, passionate as I slow my stroke in you.  Leaning up over you I wrap my hand around your neck.  “You knew exactly what you were doing, didn’t you baby?” I squeeze so your answer has to be a nod.  

My temporarily slow strokes become brutal slams as the whole bed shakes.  Every lunge made you wetter, I knew how you liked it and I growled as I leaned in to nibble on your open mouth.  My hand tighter on your neck as you feel me swell in you.  Back arching, legs wrapping to hold me inside you as you feel the eruption fill your core.  You burst around me, together as my hand releases allowing a moaning gasp to escape.  I bury myself deep as your orgasms milk my cock, then I roll us over and curl you in my arms while you kiss my chest. “Better now?” I can feel your smile against my skin as you kiss along my body.  “Much better baby, you always know just what I need.”  You climb up on top of me and kiss me “I just need you.”  Laying your head on my shoulder and relaxing into my embrace.  The storms over, peaceful calm now with you.

Had one of those workouts tonight after a long stressful day at work where I pushed everything to the hilt.  Pouring down sweat with heavy breath I headed home.  I could feel my legs were actually weak as I tried to climb the stairs to get a hot shower.  You know, that burn in your thighs that makes you wonder what tomorrow will feel like.   I turned on the water and peeled off my drenched shirt.  You could hear me groan from the bedroom as I could feel the aches all down my arms and shoulders as I lifted my hands to wash my hair.  

Then the click of the door as you opened and stepped in with me, taking the shampoo out of my hand and washing my hair as I leaned back.  You rinsing me and rubbing the soap along my broad shoulders and down my arms, around my chest and down to tease my already firm cock.  I turn to you and take the soap to wash your body just as an excuse to caress that perfectly hot body of yours.  Your fingers wrap around my length as you start to stroke me slow.   You had your own way of relieving my stress and soreness starting with that determined touch.