I couldn’t believe what I had done. Flirting back and forth between text was one thing, but inviting Barrett to my office for an afternoon delight? I was pretty sure I was so deprived it was making me delirious.

I knew he was already on his way when he didn’t text back. I thought I better run to the ladies room and do my best to freshen up. I had never done something like this before, I had no idea how it was suppose to go.

All I did know was since our night out together, my mind and body had been able to shake anything but the feel of his hands on my body. I was starving for his touch again.

I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I was wearing that flirty floral skirt with top and cardigan that had been rejected by Emma as date appropriate. Hopefully it would be office sex acceptable.

I got back to my office just in time for the receptionist to phone in.

“Um, there is someone here to see you,” she said with an edge to her voice.

"Yes, I’m expecting him. Go ahead and send him in. Hold my calls too, please,” I added.

I felt so embarrassed say it. Surely she would know a hot stranger walking into my office and asking for privacy all at the same time probably added up to something nefarious.

I leaned against my desk facing the door while I waited for Barrett to show up. It was a short walk from the main receptionist desk to my door. He knocked softly once but didn’t wait for me to answer.

When he walked into the room my breath instantly caught in my throat. He slipped in silently but I still almost hear the rippling of his muscles as he moved. His white shirt seemed to be pulling so tight as to tear against his arms.

He shut the door behind him and I heard the soft click of the lock. I bit my lip full of anticipation.

He slowly stalked his way over to me. I watched his hands and forearms as he rubbed them together looking over my body. He had rolled his shirt sleeves up exposing his skin. I couldn’t believe that even the sight of his forearms was getting me crazy wet.

“Hi,” Barrett said softly as he came to stand before me.

I looked up into his eyes and swallowed hard. I wanted to say something back but I had completely lost my voice. He didn’t seem to mind though. Reaching, he took one lock of my hair and ran his hand through it.

Even though I couldn’t feel the touch on my body it still made me ache. I couldn’t wait any longer. Standing on my toes I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. I enveloped him in my kiss and he let me.

In an instant his hands went to my hips and lifted me up on the desk. I spread my legs for him willingly. I heard the soft plops as I let my ballet slipper flats fall to the ground.

“Oh, wait,” he said pulling back from me. “I have something I wanted to give you.”

He didn’t move away from me and I kept my arms around his shoulders as he reached behind him into his pants pocket.

“It took me a minute to dig it out of all my packed stuff,” he put his had forward and showed me a crumpled up handful of lace.

I looked at it confused before realization had dawned on me.

“I figured I should give them back,” Barrett said with a sly smile.

I took my underwear from his hand and threw it on the desk behind me.

“I had always wondered what happened to these after that night. You kept them all this time?” I asked a little surprise.

“It was a night I didn’t want to forget.”

“That is either really hot, or really creepy,” I laughed as I let my fingers run along the short hair along the nape of his neck.

“Baby, right now I am fine with either,” he said before taking my mouth again.

I was enveloped in the heat of his touch. His hands seemed to move like magic all over my body. He was everywhere and not near enough places all at the same time.

“I’m going to fuck you hard right here on your desk,” he moaned against my throat.

“Yes,” I encouraged him.

I felt the buttons of my sweater pop off. Slipping it off my shoulders he tossed it on the ground. He was kissing along my collarbone and shoulders now. It was all together too tantalizing.

I reached to the zipper of his pants and stroked my hands against his hard shaft. Reaching for my shirt, he quickly slipped that up and off as well. In nothing but my bra and skirt he laid me back down on top of my desk.

I watched as he stood to his full height looking down at me and slowly removed his tie and top button of his shirt. I wanted him to take off more, but he didn’t. Instead he came down on his knees in front of me.

Spreading my legs with his large hands he watched my eyes. I closed them to feel every tantalizing touch as I felt him push my skirt up over my hips.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this again,” he said deeply as he slipped my undies down and off.

His hands pressed firmly into each thigh spreading them farther apart. I was keenly aware of the cold desk below me and the fell of his warm skin close to me.

His fingers came to my lips and parted them slightly. I moaned as he blew soft cold air on in the wetness between my legs.

“Fuck, Barrett,” I moaned as the sensation shot up my body. “Kiss me,” I begged for him to put his mouth on me.

Instead he placed one foot on either one of his shoulders and spread my thighs wide open for him. I tightened as he kissed and nibbled along my inner thigh. It was amazing but I wanted more. He was teasing me.

“Please Barrett," I moaned again. “Fuck me with your mouth.”

He did at that instant. It was an insane sensation to go from the cool air to the warmth of his mouth. I almost came just from that. Barrett's strong hands grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to his mouth.

Over and over again he dipped his tongue deep inside me twisting and twirling it around. I reached my hands over my head enjoying every second of his tender kisses. I fell the rise growing stronger in me.

Just when I arched my back and came in a rushing climax, he turned his head and rubbed the rough stubble of his chin against my bean. It was overly sensitive and I bit my hand to keep from screaming out loud.

“Barrett,” I moaned again as I came down from my orgasm.

He stood at my words and I could hear him unzipping his pants. I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes yet. The orgasm seemed to take every ounce out of me.

“Look at me,” he ordered softly.

I opened my eyes. Barrett thick with desire was ready and poised to enter me. I watched as he slipped it deep inside me. We both gave an audible breath of satisfaction.

“I’ve missed you,” he said as he grabbed my hips and thrusted hard into me.

He kept a steady pace pushing his member deep inside of me. I could feel the rise coming again and would have given anything to stay like this forever. He too was beginning to swell inside me.

He leaned over me, one arm on either side of me, as he dipped his head to kiss and suck at my breasts. With a quick swish of his hands he popped both my tits from their cups and took one perky nipple with his mouth.

All the while he kept up his pace beating hard into me. I dug my hands into his hair and arched my breast higher to him. I wanted him to take every inch of my body.

I could feel him swelling thicker still inside me. I felt like I was going to burst. He knew it too.

“Yes, baby, cum for me again, Lilly,” he ordered me against my breast.

I did come for him again. It was an entirely filling and execrating orgasm that I could easily say I had only experienced one other time in my life.

I felt him swell to bursting before he too found his release inside me. He pulled on my hips hard digging our bodies as close together as possible as he ejected his juices down my wet insides.

He steadied as we both orgasmed. Barrett waited till we both relaxed before sliding out of me. He lifted me gently up so that I was again sitting on the edge of my desk. I watched as he tenderly popped one breast and then the other back inside my bra. Wrapping his arms around me, he enveloped me to him and kissed me softly on the head.