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She did her makeup, still naked and damp from the shower, standing over the bathroom sink. She reached for her blow dryer and did her hair, enjoying the stinging hot air snaking down her back.

She put the dryer and brush away, and moving to the next room she took a pair of panties from her drawer. She slipped them on in front of the closet. She hesitated by her clothes, looking for the right mix of put together and offhandedly sexy. She had a meeting today.

She stepped into a tight black skirt and pulled up the zipper. She studied her blouses.

“Take off the skirt,” he said from the doorway. She jumped, startled, then half-smiled. She complied, lowering the zipper, letting the skirt fall to the floor. As it hit the ground, she felt his arms around her, his hands cupping her breasts. He kissed her neck.

She rubbed her ass against his boxer shorts as he pinched her nipples. After a few minutes, he reached down and yanked off her panties, removed his shorts.

“Get on the bed,” he ordered. “On your hands and knees.”

She did.

He ran his hands over her back, over her ass, and down her legs. With one hand he stroked his hard cock and began rubbing it against her ass. He pulled it down against her wet pussy and slipped it inside her.

He fucked her hard, kneeling behind her and one hand on each of her hips. With each thrust he pulled her towards him hard. When he came, he held her still against him, and when he was done, he pulled out and turned away.

“You left the closet open,” he said.

“Mmm…” she mumbled incoherently, still lying on the bed, rubbing her clit with one hand.

He laughed and pulled his boxers back on, yanked a t-shirt out of the closet and shut the door.

One comment

  1. Buddha says:

    Damn if you didn’t make it work… 🙂