Friday, January 15, 2010

Sinfully Sassy Secretary Fantasy

We all have worked in an office setting at least once in our lives, male or female. I have..and one of my greatest untried fantasies is the seduction of my boss..or just someone in a high position of power. I am a Capricorn, so three things get me really hot and bothered..Power, Wealth and Status. If a man has those three, I am his for the taking..and maybe of the keeping. This is how my fantasy plays out...


I am a secretary for a very very important person. He could be a CEO of a company or just the one in charge of a small part of a company. Either way, he has his own office in a skyscraper..lots of windows and surrounded by other office buildings.


The sexual tension between us is so electric, you can see the sparks as we pass each other. You can smell the heat we give off. Of course, I am a tease and throw out sexual hints and wear little dresses..show off my legs quite nicely..and my shapely ass. Its only a matter of time before one of us jumps the other. A gentle carees here, brushing of the fingers there...late nights pondering financial reports..the shared lunches laughing over a silly coworker's antics.

One day, it happens. As I stroll into his office to drop off his phone messages and coffee..he gets up. Walks to the door. Slams it shut and strides towards me..oohh!! Such a man! I can sense his raw masculinity pouring off hin in waves..its intoxicating! I love it. The glint in his eyes..next thing you know, I am thrown against a wall and his hot greedy mouth is all over my neck, hands groping for the buttons to my top...

I feel my head spinning and grab something for support..oops! That's not his cell phone in his pocket..ooh, who knew he had THAT?? I feel a warm pooling heat in my belly...and my breath quickens. This is what I have been dreaming of for months, weeks, days! Wetness is gathering between my legs and I grab his hand, guiding toward the source of my heat..slick with anticipation...he catches on quick and pushes my black lace thongs to the side..rubbing and cajoling..oh my..

He suddenly stops and with a wicked grin on his face, kneels before me. My vision clears a little bit and I start shaking. Could he...would he??? Ahh yes, my skirt is shoved up and my thongs removed with his teeth (something told me to wear a skirt that day and thank you JESUS!!) I feel his hot breath on my clit..and then...time freezes. It just stops. I can feel the pounding of my heart, I can hear the roar of rushing blood in my ears. There is nothing else but the sensations swirling around me. I feel his teeth lighly, ever so lightly scraping the hood of my womanhood. I feel his warm tongue probing the inner corners of me...my knees are wobbly. I can barely stand at this point. Thankfully, his strong arms and hands are all the support I need on this particular journey to heaven. This, this is what I have dreamed of for so long. This is the completion I have been craving, yearning for. I..i cant breathe. I am trying to, but his tongue is working rapidly...pushing me towards the sinfully sweet release churning inside of me. I sense my fingers running through his dark silky locks...i hear myself murmuring..something. Hell if I can make sense of anything at this point. I can feel the storm inside of me, i feel the trickle of sweat running in between my breasts. Yes, yes...almost there..keep licking like that, gently tug my clit this way...oohh...and then, i explode. I grind my pussy into his face as my body spasms uncontrollably. I hear myself cry out in sheer relief....his hands grip my ass hard and hold me steady as the storm breaks, driving my clit further into his mouth. I cant take anymore, I slide to the floor and dissolve into a languid puddle of happiness.

One would think he would be done right? I knew I was. I was spent. Drenched in sweat, my body radiating from the after glow of one hell of an orgasm. I felt drowsy..all for a moment. A thought hit me...I wanted more. That was just the appetizer..the main course will still to follow...I still hungered for him, still craved his manhood...deep inside of me. There would be no true satisfaction until we joined as one. I grabbed my head to keep it from spinning off my shoulders..I had a conquest to fulfill dammit! He is sitting on the floor beside me with his head leaned against the office door, his eyes are halfway closed and a small smile plays on his lips. I lick mine, which have suddenly become incredibly parched. He looks so sexy..his tie askew, hair rumpled..i want him. Badly. My pulse quickens as I lean towards him..I just want to lose myself in a mindnumbing kiss...

His eyes fly open just as I am a breath away and he smiles. "what are you doing?" he asks me softly. I am startled..his gravelly voice sounds like absolute heaven to me. I smile back at him shyly..rendered speechless by this incredibly sexy man in front of me. Thoughts race across my brain. Did we just...did he...am I still dressed? What happened to the coffee?? He laughs and gently cups my face in his hands. "Sweetheart, I can read you like a book. Your brain is starting to function again, isnt it?" With that, he pulls me into his arms and damn! Time freezes again as he gently kisses me. My cheeks, my forehead, my neck..oops! My neck is my hotspot, so to speak. He trails kisses up and down my throat, tilting my head back for better access..my vision starts to blur again and my breathing becomes ragged. I want more, more, more. Please, please...

He seems to have heard my softly crying out for more...how did i get onto his desk? When did we shove the papers and phones to the side? Was that the clattering of clutter I heard echoing in the back of my mind? Lust and anticipation have made my brain fuzzy...but feels soo good. Is he..is he towering over me? Shirtless? I look down at myself quickly and confirm that I too, am..well naked. Laying on his desk. My legs are spread open, ready for him to lower himself onto and into me. I begin shaking again....part of me is scared. Another part of me is shocked at my lewd behavior. There are windows! Huge windows that allow neighboring offices to look in on us!! What if...what if someone SEES us? Would they turn away? Would they whip out their cameraphones??

then all coherent thought flies out of my pathetic little head as my lover fills me up....with him. Long, hard...pushing the walls of my pussy to its limits...the thick juicy head butting against my cervix..oh lord. Slowly, he moves. pushes in, slides out....a primal sensation swamps me. My hips are jutting against his in a time old ritual....the mating dance. In, out pause. in deep, out a little bit..pause...deep deep deep....out and pause. Deep...far deep, hook it to the front..a little finger play on my clit....and gentle cupping of his heavy balls....the sighs of pure bliss.....


so yes, this is one of my greatest fantasies...i want to be ravished in an office setting...by someone powerful and in charge. A man's man, if you will. A man that will take charge of the situation. Tell me what he wants me to do...and I don't question him. I just do the damn thing.

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I am Khym Danyels, a young woman living her dreams in New York City-I just moved here about a month ago from Washington DC. What am I doing in NYC? Why, I am the SinfulAngel of NYC! I am a modern courtesan..the word "provider" sounds too technical and the work "escort" doesn't fully describe who I am, nor what I do. I am


Who is the SinfulAngel of NYC? Simple. She is a book one should never judge by the cover. HA! Outside appearances aren't everything. She looks sweet and nice. Innocent. Polite, kind, considerate. Laughs at the right times, politically correct in her mannerisms and speech. She is intelligent, witty, charming. She is the perfect woman for any occassion. She is often deep in thought. Her blogs are often profound in idealology. She follows the rules, never breaks them.


Beneath this surface lies a wildly passionate woman who lives her life to the fullest. She is vivacious and curious about the world that surrounds her. She is one for adventure..often leaping before she looks. Always on the prowl for her next "thrill". A secret smile can often be found at the corners of her mouth..as she plots her next conquest. She is lusty, but stingy with her favors. She is unique in her mannerisms and pattern of thought. One can call her an original. She cares about living life to the fullest...always on the go!


This blog is the Diaries of the SinfulAngel of NYC...more on the sinful side. A collection of short erotica for readers to drool over. These are fantasies, dreams, yearnings, wishes. Some have come to life, others await their turn in the spot light.