They say don't mix business with pleasure, but then again I never was one who listened. My work colleague Jessie has always been one of my greatest fantasies. Her skin is soft and her lips are so transcending. And her voice makes me want her even more! I want her to whisper in my ear. I want her all to myself. At night I dream of her touching me, caressing me with force between my thighs. I dream of her voice and her smile. I feel my nipples grow harder and my clit stiffen up. I want her in extreme and volatile persistence to overtake me. I want her so close to me that it would be hard to know the difference between the two of us so close that we merge as one. I want to belong to her and only her, her slave of love, but just before the moment takes me away I drift into a deep sleep.
The next day, I thought would be like any other days. But no, this day we were going to have lunch together. My heart was pounding like a race horse. I could feel my heart go crazy underneath my tank top. She drove us out to this quite tranquil picnic spot. It was secluded. We decided on the nice shaded spot and sat down with a picnic basket she had arranged the night before. She gave me a smile, a smile that till this day still makes me weak. I wanted to say random strange things like I love you and let's run away together but it all seamed crazy so I smiled back at her and I said nothing. She then offered me champagne; I smiled and took the glass. Immediately I took a sip of the sweet Rose Champagne. She then took out her camera. With this she said: "You look so beautiful today, do you mind posing for a few pictures?" "What type of pictures do you have in mind?" I enquired. "Real ones, one's that capture you, naked ones' maybe? If you don't mind?" Suddenly she bent forward and came so close to my face that kissing would seem only the next natural step. But I hesitate.
She took a strand of hair and placed it to the side of my face, and then her hands started strategically removing my tank top. "Okay you need to be aroused" she said and started kissing me slowly across the neck. She then slowly started sucking on my nipples until I could feel my one nipple almost completely pop. Her hands were discovering my body while her mouth was devouring me slowly. She then just suddenly stopped all of this and picked up her camera to take pictures.
She gestured to me to remove my pants and sat in just my g-string, I could see this aroused her because she moved forward and was nearly on top of me. The camera was irritating me so I wrestled it from her hands and pulled her on top of me while whispering in her ear; "Make love to me!" She kindly obliged and we let our passion engulf us like a raging fire. And next thing she said: "You're playing with fire, you know" she was now busy exploring the mountains of my breast and occasionally slipping her tongue in between the valley of my cleavage. "Why" I groaned longing for an answer. "You don't mix business with pleasure." She gave a naughty smile and down she went and up I went with ecstasy.
© Adelle Landman 2009
