OFM Lust: Loud and Proud on the Conference Table

OFM Lust: I’ve done these work strategy sessions before, but never with someone as beautiful as Aisha. Her very presence brings my heart to flutter. My heart races, and my hands become clammy every time I lay eyes on her. Even while she brings up work, I can’t help but imagine better ways to use this conference table.

I knew I needed to control my breathing before she noticed. It was that moment I could see she was now looking at me with a smile. I was really worried I made it too obvious, and the room was suddenly getting hotter in more ways than one. 

“This is going to be fun,” she said to me. 

I was looking for the furthest spot away from her so I could attempt to keep my yearning in check. 

“Come sit next to me,” she said to me, as she motioned to the seat next to her. Oh gosh, this is it. I just know I’ll give myself away and she’ll run out the door. I sat down, and she placed a hand on my knee and asked if I was ready. With a slight shake in my voice, I asked “ For what”?

She looked puzzled and glanced at her hand on my knee and then up to my face and said, “For the long night ahead of us.” I told her, “Definitely.” 

As we were working, I could swear she was moving her chair closer and closer to me ever so slightly. Was this in my imagination, or could she possibly like me like the way I like her? I was now beginning to sweat through my top noticeably. Aisha looked at me and noticed my shirt. She asked, “Is everything OK?” 

I said, “Of course it is,” but the slight shake of my hand said otherwise. She also knew that to be a lie because as she asked me, I was staring at her breasts. She placed her hand over mine and looked at both of our hands. Her hand felt so soft, and the hairs on my arm raised. This sensation felt amazing. 

She began to move her thumb side to side over my hand and slowly moved her eyes up to lock onto mine. My heart began to race more as she gently traced her finger along my arm and up my neck and cupped my chin with her palm. As I said, “Oh my g—,” she leaned in and kissed me. This kiss was everything I hoped it would be. 

She began to unbutton my top, and I unbuttoned hers. I told her I loved her bra, and she smirked as she looked at my chest and said, “I love the one you’re not wearing.” Aisha Barried her face between my breasts as she massaged one with one hand and lightly pinched the nipple of my other one. 

She started to slide my skirt off and stood up and turned around to move her hair out of the way so I could unzip her dress. I slid her dress off, and she quickly pushed the files out of the way and lifted me onto the conference table. I laid back, and she crawled up and straddled me. 

She spread my legs and showed me just how talented she was with her tongue. With every stroke of her tongue, I arched my back more. It felt like she was drawing the ABCs with perfect precision. The sense of euphoria I felt was blowing my mind.

She sat opposite of me, brought one of my legs over hers, and started to slowly rub our vaginas together. She definitely knew what she was doing, and I was completely willing to go on the journey she was taking me on. She pulled me in close and tight, and her motion started to pick up speed. She was going back and forth between kissing my neck and lightly sucking the edge of my ear. She started using her fingers like she was dialing a rotary phone with my clit.  

Sweat dripped off our bodies, and the smell of her drove me wild. I don’t think my eyes could be more rolled back, and I knew she could tell and was proud of the fever pitch she was bringing me to.  

Both of us were now experiencing an electrifying orgasm that hit every inch of our bodies. We were both shaking with pleasure as we reached climax, and we held each other tight, feeling each shake our bodies made. 

I couldn’t believe we lasted the same amount of time. We laid back and cuddled as we collected ourselves and gained control of our breathing. I don’t think I’ve ever experience an orgasm like that before.

She turned to me and said, “Well it’s definitely going to be a longer night now, but so worth it.”

I told her I was happy we were paired up on the Loud and Proud ad campaign. 

She replied, “Same!”

“Are you OK? Hello? Are you OK?”

I turned to Aisha and noticed she was trying to get my attention. She was fully dressed, and so was I. I can’t believe it. I imagined the whole thing. That was the best time I’ve ever had, and it was all in my head. 

Aisha turned to me and said, “I’m really happy we were paired up on this campaign, but I should probably be up front and let you know… I have a major crush on you!”

My jaw dropped down, and after a moment, all I could say was, “Same!”