'Lunch Break'
By H.I.M
"Finally 12:00. Been waiting for lunch all damn morning." As I leave my office and head upstairs to the 8th floor.
ย ย ย ย *knock knock* 'Come in'
I walk into your office and close the door. As I turn around I see you sitting on your desk, legs crossed. (1/8)
My hands cascading down your back, firm, yet so soft and loving how they trace your skin. My lips plant gentle kisses along your shoulders as I undo your bra. Your story fading into a sigh of relief as you lean back into my embrace.
Praise
Can I praise you? Can I kiss your feet as you tell me about your day, I want you to de-stress and vent as I massage your calfs. Slowly removing your jeans, taking my time as I fold them on the hanger. Your arms feeling light as feathers as I slide you out your blouse.