The lift was cramped this morning but that didn't stop you from brushing your hand against my bum. Your touch was soft and caressing. It's a good job no-one noticed. Can you imagine the rumours that would pass through the office.
When I got back to my desk this morning I thought about the email you had sent to me before I left last night. The one where you thought about calling a private meeting in the boardroom, locking the door and pushing me down on the desk. How you would push my skirt above my waist, pulling my thong to the side and diving with your tongue at my clit. I was so wet that I rushed back to my apartment and played with myself. In fact, if you check your email later this morning you'll see some pictures I took. With you in my thoughts, I came again and again.
This morning I had a meeting in the boardroom with the rest of the marketing team and there is actually a spy hole in the door that looks in to the meeting room so we'd have to be VERY careful if you really do intend of taking me on that desk...
