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 �>�The Little Purple Dress by JefferyB Copyright�(C) 2022 by JefferyB

   It must have been about 3:30 in the afternoon.  Both of us had been busy
all day.  We had lunch together but were with other people from the office.
That meant we couldn -(TM)t be affectionate.  You came to my office door
and started to speak to me when one of the men in the hallway decided it
was the proper time to chat you up.  As he continued to attempt to hold you
in conversation, you eventually leaned back against my doorway, doing your
best to listen to his babble.

   While I wasn -(TM)t overly pleased that someone was using your spare
time to talk about some business issue, I did take the time to observe you.
You know that I have always thought that you were beautiful, but I don
-(TM)t know if you were aware of how often I look at you.  How often I
admire your body while naughty thoughts fill my head.

   As you leaned against the doorway, I noticed where the zipper was to
your skirt, thinking I might need that information later.  I saw where the
buttons were on your blouse and how many.  That might also come in handy. I
noticed that you were wearing stockings and was trying to decide if you
were wearing pantyhose or thigh-highs when you turned briefly and caught me
watching you.  You quickly looked back to the man and I prepared for your
next glance.  I had left the house this morning before you were dressed, so
now I was trying to decide which matching panties and bra you were wearing.
They were, no doubt, matching and would have gone with what you were
wearing on the outside.  Since you were wearing a navy blue skirt and a
white blouse, I decided you were wearing the white set I got for you before
you came to live with me.  I could imagine you wearing only that and my
blood boiled a little.

   In less than a minute, you cut your eyes again to look at me and found
that I had my fingers in front of my mouth making a  -�V -� and was running
my tongue along its base.  Your eyes quickly snapped back toward the man
and I could see the beginnings of a blush on your face.  I know you so well
...  there was no doubt in my mind that you were completely not listening
to him any longer.  You were thinking about what I had suggested with my
sign.

   After a few seconds, you moved against the other side of my doorway and
leaned against it with your shoulder.  In that position, your right arm was
inside my office.  You raised your arm and began a motion with your hand as
if you were stroking a cock ...  up and down.  I assumed you were telling
me that the guy you were talking with was a total jerk-off.

   Because he was not in a position to see me, I got up from behind my desk
and moved beside you, leaning against the wall where he could not see me.
Taking your hand, I pushed it down until I pressed it against the front of
my trousers, letting you feel the erection that had bloomed while I admired
your body.  Rather than jerking your hand back, you began to glide your
hand up and down on my cock as you continued to speak to the idiot who didn
-(TM)t want to end the conversation.

   I considered unzipping my pants and putting your hand inside but decided
that wasn -(TM)t the best idea I had ever come up with.  I was, after all,
only about a foot away from an open doorway with only you to block the view
of any passersby.

   I moved back to my desk and sat down behind it.  You ended your
conversation with the jerk, turned and walked into my office, rolling your
eyes to suggest your displeasure with him.  You sat down in one of my
client chairs and gave me a big smile.   -�That was enjoyable, -� you said.

    -�What? -� I answered,  -�Talking to the company moron? -�

    -�No, silly, -� you said softly,  -�rubbing the front of your pants and
finding something hard there.  What were you doing to create that wonderful
erection? -�

    -�I was sitting here trying to decide what you were wearing under your
skirt, -� I replied.   -�I imagined you standing there wearing only
something small and sexy from Victoria -(TM)s Secret. -�

   Your smile was radiant and you said,  -�Maybe you -(TM)d like to see
what I -(TM)m wearing? -�

    -�You know that I would, -� I answered.

   You stood up and turned casually toward my door, looking to see if there
was any activity in the hallway.  Not seeing anyone, you moved back into
the corner of my office where you couldn -(TM)t be seen from the doorway.
Turning slowly in a circle, you stood facing me with your feet slightly
apart.  While maintaining eye contact with me, you slowly raised your skirt
until its bottom was almost to your waist.

   At that point, my eyes dropped and took in what I had expected to see.
You were wearing the white thong panties I gave you and thigh-high
stockings.  Holding the skirt up, you again slowly turned in a full circle
so that I could see it all.  When you were facing me again, you let the
dress drop and slowly walked to the front of my desk.   -�So, -� you said
in a soft sexy voice,  -�Is that what you thought I -(TM)d be wearing? -�

    -�In fact, that is exactly what I thought you -(TM)d be wearing, -� I
said.   -�But I -(TM)m afraid that if anyone walked in here now and I had
to stand up, we would both be very embarrassed. -�

   You moved back to the chair and sat once again.  But this time, you didn
-(TM)t cross your legs.  Instead, you appeared to push your knees apart
just a little.  You placed your hand down on the inside of your knee and
slowly moved it up the inside of your thigh.   -�I like it when you think
about me like that and get so hard, -� you said with emphasis on the word 
-�hard. -� As your hand was now up as far as the hem of your skirt, you
said,  -�What else can I do to get you excited? -�

   My eyes were now riveted on your hand and between your knees.   -�You
could continue what you are doing for a starter, -� I said in a husky voice
that let you know that I was getting more excited by the second.

   You adjusted your position in the chair and opened your legs a little
wider, allowing me to see the white of your panties.   -�Would you like my
hand to move all the way up? -� you asked.

    -�Yes, I would, -� I responded almost breathlessly.  I quickly cut my
eyes up to my doorway to ensure there was no one near it and then back to
your hand.

    -�I -(TM)ll bet you would like me to touch myself and let you watch, -�
you whispered.   -�I -(TM)ll bet that you would like me to slip one of my
fingers inside my pussy and slowly finger myself. -�

    -�If you did, I -(TM)m afraid I would have to let this erection free of
my pants and stroke it while you were fingering yourself, -� I whispered
back at you.

   You ran a finger along the middle of your silky panties for a few
seconds and then stood up.  You walked around my desk.  You leaned against
the edge of my desk, almost close enough for your leg to touch mine.  In
the same whispered voice, you said,  -�Maybe you should just put your hand
up inside my skirt and see if you can find anything you want to touch.  I
feel that you might find something that was wet and needed your attention.
-� You picked up some papers on my desk and began to look at them, leaving
anyone who walked by to think we were discussing a business issue.

   I moved my hand to where it was on the inside of your knee and began to
slide it upward over your silky stockings.  When my hand touched bare skin,
you moved slightly so that your legs were farther apart.  My fingers moved
another couple of inches upward and felt the soft silkiness of your
panties. I moved my fingers lightly against them, saw your eyes shut, and
noticed a slight sigh from your pursed lips.

   I pressed my finger a little harder and found that you were quite wet as
you had suggested.  I could feel it coming through your panties and onto my
finger.  Moving my finger from side to side, the light fabric became wetter
and you kept your eyes closed, enjoying the feeling.   -�You like for me to
finger you, don -(TM)t you, baby? -� I said.

   You slightly opened your eyes and whispered,  -�You have magic fingers.
-�

   Because you were wearing a thong, I could easily pull the panty aside
and slide my finger into your hot pussy, pushing it in as far as it would
go.  You almost gasped out loud but maintained your position and continued
to act as if reading the papers in your hands.

   I began to glide my finger in and out of you, looking down to see that
my fingers were covered in your juices.   -�How good does that feel? -� I
asked.

    -�It -(TM)s wonderful, -� you said.   -�I don -(TM)t want you to stop,
but if you don -(TM)t, I will scream with pure pleasure.  Can -(TM)t we go
home now and finish this where I can make some noise? -�

   I withdrew my finger and let the panty slide back over your opening.  I
put the finger that had been inside you into my mouth and sucked on it
lovingly, then said,  -�I think that sounds like a good idea.  Certainly
the best idea I -(TM)ve heard all day.  Why don -(TM)t you leave first and
I -(TM)ll follow you by about 15 minutes to avoid any suspicion. -�

   You stood up, straightened your skirt and walked around to the front of
my desk.  You dropped the papers you -(TM)d had in your hands on my desk
and said,  -�I can -(TM)t wait to have you inside me.  Would you like me to
go home, get naked and be waiting for you on the bed? -�

   I thought for a second and replied,  -�No.  Do you remember the little
purple dress I bought for you at Victoria -(TM)s Secret?  I -(TM)ve enjoyed
you today with your clothes on.  Maybe you should find that dress and let
me take it off you. -�

    -�If I recall the last time I wore that dress, you growled like an
animal and took me without taking it off, -� you whispered.   -�But I know
where it is and if that -(TM)s what you want, that -(TM)s what you -(TM)ll
get. -� You stepped back into the corner of my office and out of sight from
the door.  You pulled your skirt up once again, pulled your panties down,
and stepped out of them.  Letting your dress fall back into place, you
pitched the panties onto my desk, saying,  -�I won -(TM)t need these again
today.  I -(TM)m so excited that I may need to finger myself on the way
home.  When you get there, I -(TM)ll be wet and ready. -� You turned and
walked to my office door, looked outside along the hallway and turned back
to me, saying,  -�Hurry, sweetie.  I -(TM)m really horny. -�

   I wasted no time getting everything in my office shut down and notifying
my assistant that I would be leaving a little early, also letting her know
that she should not forward any calls to my cell phone.   -�Anyone who
wants me will just have to wait until the morning, -� I told her.

   As I drove home, I thought about stopping to pick up some flowers for
you but decided that my need and desire over-ruled any thought of frills
right now.  I just wanted to see you in that little purple sundress and
hoped that the passion I saw in your eyes as you slipped out of your
panties in my office was still alive and burning inside you.

   I parked in the driveway and came into the house through the garage.  By
the time I walked through the door, I had removed my tie and kicked off my
shoes.  Coming through the kitchen, I saw you standing in the middle of the
family room wearing that darling purple dress.  As I smiled and began
walking toward you, your hand came up and you said,  -�Stop right there. -�

   I came to a halt beside the oversized chair.  You gave me a very sexy
smile and asked,  -�Is this the dress you wanted me to wear? -�

    -�That -(TM)s the one, -� I answered.

   You put your hands on the top of the dress and slowly pulled it down to
let your bare breasts pop out.   -�You wanted it like this, right? -�

    -�Yes, -� I said,  -�Exactly like that. -�

   Then you took the hem of the dress in your hands and pulled it up to
your waist, letting me see that you had not put on panties.  You let me
gaze at your beautiful, hairless pussy.   -�You wanted nothing on under the
dress, right? -�

    -�You are correct again, -� I answered, standing still by the chair but
now with a noticeable lump in the front of my pants.

    -�Now, here -(TM)s what I want, -� you stated teasingly.   -�Stand
right there and take off your shirt. -� When I had accomplished my
assignment and tossed the shirt over on the couch, you instructed me to
take off my pants.  Pants free, you said,  -�Take off those silly socks. -�

   Now I was standing about eight feet away from your wearing nothing but
boxers that looked like I had a tent pole in them.   -�Now, -� you
instructed,  -�Take off the boxers and sit in that chair. -� When I sat
down, you said,  -�Now lean back and stretch out. -� Again I did as
commanded and your eyes locked onto my stiff shaft.

   The top of your dress was still down below your bare breasts and I could
see that your nipples were hard and you were obviously excited.  You took
one step toward me and, in a soft voice, said,  -�You said in your office
that you wanted to take out your cock and stroke it while you watched me.
Would you still like to do that? -�

    -�If you do what you did in my office, I won -(TM)t have an option but
to stroke it.  Can you see how hard it is? -�

    -�I can, baby, -� you said in a whisper.   -�It is large and very hard
and I want it.  I want it in my hands, mouth, and pussy. -� You pulled the
ottoman over and sat on it without taking your eyes off me.  Once seated,
you pulled the bottom of the dress up to your waist and opened your legs.
As you moved your hand between your legs, I put my hand around my cock.  I
slowly slid my hand from the base to the top and back again.  You responded
by pushing a finger into your pussy and slowly pulling it out again.

   We sat there like that for several minutes, watching each other
masturbate.  I couldn -(TM)t wait to bury my cock inside you, but I could
see the wild look in your eyes and knew that you were becoming more aroused
with every stroke I made.  I doubted that you could even feel what you were
doing to yourself, but it became evident that you were extremely excited
when I began to hear the sounds of a very wet pussy.  I moved my hand up
and down a little faster and watched you do the same.

   I thought about crawling over to you and spreading your legs wide so
that I could put my tongue inside you but decided that I would wait for you
to let me know what you wanted next.  If you decided that you just wanted
to continue this until I covered my chest with cum, that would be good if
it excited you.  If you had a plan, I didn -(TM)t want to upset it and if
you didn -(TM)t have one, I was delighted to just see what happened next.

   After a few seconds, you whispered again, saying,  -�I love your cock.
It is just beautiful and I love to see you touch it.  You do that the same
way you touch me.  I think I could cum just watching you. -�

   You stood up quickly and took the two steps to reach me, extending your
hand to help me to stand.  Once I was standing, you put your hand around my
cock and squeezed it firmly.  I knew it was the hand that you had used to
masturbate because your fingers were wet.  You moved close to me and pushed
my cock down between your long legs and moved so that you could cover the
end of it with the juices flowing from your pussy.  You slid your hand over
my cock when it was utterly wet, just as I had done a few minutes earlier.

   You put your hand on my neck and pulled my mouth to yours, kissing me
hungrily and pushing my cock between your legs.  As you kissed me, you slid
your hot pussy over my cock again and again until finally you stopped and
said,  -�I want to cum, baby.  Please make me cum with your fingers.  And
then I want this beautiful cock inside me. -�

   There didn -(TM)t need to be any further discussion.  I put my hand
under the dress and quickly found your flowing pussy.  I covered a finger
with your juices by pushing it deep inside before moving swiftly to your
clit.  I began a side-to-side motion that I felt would get you off quickly.
I could feel how aroused you were and your clit was hard under my finger.
As I worked, you whispered,  -�Yes, baby.  Oh god, that feels so good.  I
wanted to cum in your office this afternoon.  I love the way you finger me.
Oh god, it is so good. -�

   I could feel a tremble in your legs and knew that you were about ready.
Once more, I buried my finger inside your pussy and coated your clit with
your juices.  I pressed a little harder and moved a little faster.  Your
head flew back and your mouth opened.   -�Oh God, Yes! -� you shouted.  
-�Oh, God.  Don -(TM)t stop yet! -� I felt the hot gush rushing through
your body and you trembled as those beautiful little whimpers came from
deep in your throat.  For a moment, I thought that your legs might give
out, but you put your arms around my neck and held on to me until the
orgasmic wave was gone.

   As soon as I felt you were steadier, I pushed the ottoman with my foot
until it was next to the chair.  Once again, without any words, I moved you
toward the ottoman.  Following my non-vocal instruction, you put your knees
on it and your hands on the arms of the chair.  I moved behind you and
pulled the bottom of the dress up to your waist.  I moved your legs as wide
apart as possible on the ottoman and pushed two fingers of my hand into
your pussy.  With my other hand, I firmly grasped your breast.  When you
moaned loudly, I moved my fingers faster and deeper.  My cock was begging
to be buried inside your burning hot pussy, but I was waiting for just one
sign from you.  And then I got it.  You cried out,  -�Oh god, Baby!  Now! I
need you inside me Now! -�

   You dropped your hands and face onto the chair cushion as I moved behind
you.  Your dripping pussy was there waiting for me and I placed the head of
my cock inside it and then pushed it all the way home.  You were so hot and
wet inside that I said,  -�Your pussy is on fire! -�

    -�God, Yes! -� you said back to me as you looked back between your legs
to see me buried inside you.   -�Oh please, Baby.  Give it to me hard and
fast and fill me up with cum. -�

   I took your hips in my hands and began to hammer into you just as you
wanted it ...  hard and fast.  Your moans with each thrust became louder.
Each cry drove me a little crazier than I was with the last one.  Each
thrust met another fantastic sound of lovemaking ...  the sounds of our
skin slapping together.  The sounds of our combined wetness and my groans
and yours filled the room.

    -�Cum in me! -� you shouted at me.   -�I want you to cum in me! -� And
then you reached out with your hand and found my balls coated in your
juices.  Your fingers slipped over the wetness and then firmly took them
and gently squeezed them.  That was all I needed.  I pressed inside of you
as if I were going to push through you and let the floodgates open.  I
could no longer move.  I felt pulse after pulse of hot spunk shot out of me
and fill you up.  I growled loudly and pulled you very tightly to me for a
long time, not wanting to let go of you.  I didn -(TM)t want this
incredible thing to come to an end.

   As I stood there with my legs apart and cock still burning inside you, I
felt your hand on my balls.  This time very gently, you ran your fingers
through our fluids that were now covering them.  In a very soft voice, you
said,  -�Pull out, Baby, but slowly. -� I did as you said and took almost a
minute before I saw the head of my cock come from inside you.  As soon as I
stood up straight, you turned around and sat on the ottoman with your face
only a few inches from my cock.  You put your hand around it, squeezed it
and began to stoke it using our juices as a special lube.  Looking up at
me, you smiled.   -�That was beyond wonderful.  You -(TM)re still hard. 
Maybe you -(TM)d like to go again? -�

    -�Are you kidding? -� I said.   -�Have I ever turned down an
opportunity to make love to you? -�

   Still stroking me, you smiled up at me and said,  -�Actually, I don
-(TM)t think you ever have.  Maybe we should discuss it in the tub.  You
might want to pay a little attention to the girls in some warm water, or
perhaps you -(TM)d like to sit on the edge of the tub and let me make love
to this beautiful cock with my mouth. -�

   I reached down, pulling you to your feet.  Taking you in my arms, I
kissed you as if we had just started two seconds ago.  As I kissed you, I
could feel your nipples against my bare chest and felt that they were still
hard.  I bent down and sucked each nipple into my mouth.  First one and
then the other until you moaned with joy.

    -�You aren -(TM)t going to wear me out or wear me down, -� I said after
kissing your lips again.   -�There is no such thing as too much of you.  So
why don -(TM)t you go fill the tub and I -(TM)ll get us something to drink.
-�

   You held me close and quietly looked into my eyes for a few seconds
before saying,  -�How long will you love me? -�
   One more light kiss on your soft lips and I whispered,  -�Forever. -�