SENSORIAL EXPERIENCE

For the truth, Brenda could barely sleep that night; naked, she rolled in bed from one side to another, having in her mind only one image: the image of Brian and the power of seduction with which he had managed to involve her, capture her and submit her! She remembered every moment of that night, simply unforgettable; the sofa of the ballad, the toilet seat, and especially the final touch on the door of the building where she lived. Under the thin lighting of a lamppost covered by the branches of a leafy tree, Brian made her sit on the seat of the motorcycle, opened her jacket, then her blouse, raised her bra, and sucked her nipples with intense suffering.
At the same time, he demanded that she open her pants, and not only did she delight in fingering her vagina, but she also explored it with her middle finger in a delicate and prolonged caress. The fear of being caught, the emotion, the excitement! And she couldn't resist! He mocked his partner's caress, stifling the will to groan loudly on his lover's shoulder.
Brian had a unique gift of causing him impacting sensations that no man had ever achieved before; and there was still the fact that he was his boss! This could be an obstacle..., or not! Tired, but happy, Brenda fell asleep almost at dawn. The devastating effect of that night resulted in a monumental delay, with the young girl running down the streets, squeezing into a crowded composition of the Metro, and draining huge doses of caffeine to keep herself focused on another day's work.
Upon arriving at his workstation, he was taken by a whirlwind of sensations when he saw what was lying on the table; delicately placed on the computer keyboard, he lay a beautiful Colombian rose, whose velvety red color looked liquid; along with it a small envelope; Brenda looked to the sides, making sure no one was watching her; took the envelope in her hand, removed its contents, a small card written with a nice cursive letter that said:
“ Thank you for an unforgettable evening! You're all I expected from a woman! The woman I wanted to be a part of my life. P.S. Inside the drawer is another little gift for you!”.
Brenda's entire body experienced a delicious tremor that made her legs wail and her panties moisten; she opened the drawer and from her inside removed a delicate suede-coated box; when she opened it, Brenda almost lost her senses. A beautiful lonely ring with a diamond whose brightness was beautifully disturbing.
She well tried to put it on her finger, but feared for envious looks and covetous sighs. The phone ring called her back to reality. She answered; it was Brian! He met her formally and requested some quarterly reports for the meeting that he would have the afternoon with members of the presidency. She babbled something incomprehensible and hung up the phone, running to arrange what was asked of her.
A little more than half an hour later, she presented herself in her superior's anesala with a summary folder. After announced by his secretary, Brenda advanced through Brian's office, who was sitting at his desk, looking at some papers. She approached the table and deposited the folder over it, saying that the reports were available in the corporate virtual environment. Brian, without looking at her, thanked her for the promptness of the job and said nothing more.
Brenda stood there, still, static, with an immense desire to throw herself in his lap and say she loved the night before and that he was also the man of her life ..., but no ..., she preferred silence, turning her back and walking towards the door.
-Brenda, please – he said with a paused voice – Could you do me a favor?
- Sure, boss! – she responded promptly, turning to the table, and feeling her heart jump into the chest.
-In the file room of the mezzanine, there are some boxes of documents that I need to filter – he went on, looking at it firmly – Could you, would you kindly separate them for me ..., this may be at the time you have available ..., preferably at the end of the day?
- Yes, I can - she replied by feeling struck by a bucket of cold water - I will do that ...
Brenda closed the door behind you and felt a desolation taking care of you. "Wow! Separate boxes! This is janitor service! Shit!”, she thought exasperating herself full of sadness. Touched her day the way it was possible and near the end of the day, she went down to the mezzanine and entered the archive room. It was a broad and partially illuminated environment; there were steel shelves with cardboard boxes, some work tables, chairs and other trimmings. In the background you could see a small bathroom.
The young woman was so involved in the task of finding the boxes requested by Brian, that she did not realize that anyone else had entered the room; she only paid attention to it when she heard the lock noise sealing the door. He let go of a scream when he was entangled by a pair of strong, muscular arms. The warm kiss on his back was Brian's trademark. “I was dying to miss you, precious!”, he whispered while filling you with kisses, squeezing your body against his.
He made her turn her body, and embraced her by sealing a long kiss; he opened his silk shirt, while he delivered her from the bra; Brenda sighed, feeling Brian's hands caressing her breasts and squeezing her hard nipples, without the kiss being interrupted. She hugged him and got carried away for the moment.
In a few minutes, Brian left her naked; he made her lie on a round table, spreading her legs and diving her face in the valley between them; the first contact of her warm tongue in her vagina, made Brenda delirious, shaking and sighing excited; Brian, with a unique mastery, licked her partner, and sucked her clitoris, until she reached her first orgasm.
He was not satisfied and continued licking and sucking his partner, until she experienced an incendiary succession of orgasms that forced her to contain the groans and the desire to scream for pleasure! Brenda was under the control of her male, and even though she knew where she was, and the danger that this posed, she enjoyed the occasion and the man who stuffed himself with her vagina.
- Oh, Brian! How good! – she whispered, almost without strength – but we need to be careful! Look where we are!
Brian remained in the position he was in, just smiling at her; at one point, he stood next to her and opened the fly of his pants, exposing his hard and thick limb. Brenda looked at that piece of meat with her own will and salived of horny. Brian had a member of respect: large and thick, which he held with one hand, displaying with pride.
- Come..., I want! – she begged, reaching out to touch the limb – Come fuck me hot with this huge cock ..., come, please!
-Calm down, my little bitch - he answered, taking her hand and landing it on the mast - Feels my horny for you ..., feels how hard he is ..., looks at the head with the liquid drops almost falling ..., all this is for you ..., but now, I want you to masturbate me very tasty!.
Unable to react to his partner's subtle command, Brenda held his partner's member; her hand could hardly bind him completely; yet she started a firm and vigorous masturbation; Brian threw his head back and gave himself up to the moment; for everything to be perfect, he sought out his partner's vagina and after some caresses, buried his middle finger inside, simulating a movement of go and go.
They were walking to the perfect apex when they heard a noise at the door; someone was trying to unlock the lock while voices were talking down the hall; Brenda's blood froze in her veins, and a feeling of primal fear took over her; she looked at Brian, who just smiled with irony, making her even more confused; after a while all the noise ceased, and he resumed the sweet task of exploring her partner's cave, touching the clitoris with the tip of her thumb, massage it gently.
And Brenda felt an explosion of pleasure pouring out of her entrails, pressing her throat that persisted in retaining a bursting cry of joy, which she transformed into the energy needed to print more rhythm to the masturbation applied to her partner, who inevitably saw the joy coming to her body, erupting into a succession of sperm jets projecting into the air.
It was such a bulky, dense load that Brenda's belly, breasts, and face were hit in full; and as her male squirmed on his feet, shaking to the taste of the last bursts of pleasure, Brenda massaged herself, spreading that hot cream all over her skin. Breathing breaths, sweaty, strenuous bodies, unbroken smiles and passionate kisses remained.
-Now, get dressed, and I'll take you home - said Brian, as long as he could.
- To your house..., or mine? – asked Brenda with a tone of provocation.
Brian did not respond, simply smiling cryptic; already inside his car, they headed for Brenda's house, who, curious, asked why they had not fulfilled their desire that afternoon in that room.
-Because what I feel for you, needs to flow with subtlety – he answered with a paused voice and soft tone – You need to understand, Brenda, that what exists between us is not something that can be reduced only to the flesh ..., but, don't worry ..., over time, you will feel our relationship as it should be ...
And what should she be like? – interceded her, suffering for doubt and curiosity.
-It must be integral, broad and unrestricted – it returned calmly – I want you to feel all the desire I feel for you and that each encounter is the realization of a hidden and unfessable desire that you would say only to me to anyone else ...
Everything was quiet while they were running around town. “Take off your panties,” he ordered as soon as he parked; Brenda, unaware, obeyed; Brian glued her body to hers, kissing her while caressing her vagina once more moist and warm; she groaned as she reached a new orgasm provided by her man. The night was over, but not yet!