My Secret Santa's Secret Baby

Then it happened. The curvy beauty leaned back in her chair, stretching her arms up over her head. It was a recognizable position when one had been sitting for a while, but it presented her breasts in a way that triggered an uprising in my pants.

The theater of my mind played the footage of me sliding my hands up her dress and squeezing those juicy breasts, first through her bra and then skin to skin after gently tucking the cups up under her. I would love the feeling of her warm, tender flesh under my gentle hands.

It might have been avoidable. There were several aspects that could have been different. I could not have seen the stretch of semi-seduction. My pants could have been of a different cut that didn’t get quite so uncomfortable when I was hard.

As it was, however, there was little else to be done. Easing down the fly of my fancy suit pants, I hauled up the mass of my rock-hard cock, the head coming up almost to my chest. It was an instant relief, though the open air only increased the feeling first kindled by the sight of sweet Skye.

Before I knew what I was doing, I was holding my cock, the shaft throbbing softly in my hand, and feeling grateful that my office door was locked. I started out slow, trying not to overload, my mind still blank.

I was intent on doing what needed to be done. I would just take care of the problem and get to work. Yeah, and the Pope was about to become Protestant.

In my fantasy, I was in my room, sitting on the edge of the bed, my hard-on raging away in front of me. Skye looked almost shy. Keeping her eyes on the floor, only looking up at me occasionally, her gaze pulled directly to my cock, before blushing with a smile and looking back down.

It was almost like the sight of my raging member was too much for her to handle all at once. Getting within inches of me, Skye got down on her knees, her head bowed in reverence before me.

Tucking a hand under her chin, I lifted her head, so that I could see her face. Her eyes were closed but her mouth opened, her sweet tongue lying flat on her bottom lip. It was obvious what she wanted. And just as obvious that I wanted to give it to her.

Angling my cock just right, I spilled the head over and into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked cautiously at first. Wrapping her soft lips around the head around the head in a warm embrace, she focused her attention there, sucking on the head of my cock though it was a delicious lollipop, spiraling her tongue around it on occasion, just to mix things up.

I put my head back and moaned. Both on the bed in my head and on the office chair back in real life. My hand moved smoothly up and down along the length of my shaft. The pleasure was starting to build as the Skye in my head sucked me gently.

In my mind, she looked up at me, her beautiful eyes full of focus as well as affection. I stroked her cheek, and she nuzzled against my palm, starting to smile around my cock as she continued to suck me off enthusiastically.

I gently took hold of her ponytail to make sure she didn’t hurt herself, marveling at how long her hair was.

Stopping before I unloaded down her pretty little throat, clearly wanting the fun to last, she took my cock from her mouth, running long, loving licks from base to tip, keeping up the pleasure but not so much that I might cum. Her eyes burned into mine the entire time.

Taking her firmly by the arms, I hauled my young lover to her feet and put her face down over the edge of the bed. Her knees were on the floor and her ass was in the air, putting her tight pink pussy on full display.

Resisting the urge to dive right into her delicious body, I grazed my fingers over her delicate folds, making her moan as I pleasured her, her head back and mouth open in sweet abandon. It was a sensation that only increased when I did opt to use my tongue, licking her sweet folds from bottom to top, paying particular attention to her clit.

She nearly howled with delight, showing little care for notions of decorum when it came to matters of pleasure. Helping her through her ecstasy, I brought her to full orgasm not once but twice, two distinct sets of quivering tremors rattling through her.

I thought about leaving her on her back but decided I wanted to look her in the eyes when I entered her, our bodies becoming as one. She peered up at me with a mixture of desire, wonder and just a little fear.