Kitty spent most of her time thinking about him. He was her boyfriend’s best friend and had been chatting ever since they met.
She longed for him to touch and caress her boobs, among other parts of her. One day she visited her boyfriend at work.
He was there, in the Crimson Room.
She went to see him, say hi, although they had had sex many times, much of which was online, she was ready for his presence, hadn’t seen him in six months.
“Hiya Stranger”, she said as she walked through the door.
The best friend looked her over with those piercing eyes. He was playful, yet serious, and you never knew which would come.
“Do you know how much I wanna fuck you”, he thought, then gave her his best smile.
She could see it in his eyes, walking towards him.
“Close the door,” he demanded. She loved to be told what to do, and he knew it. In fact, he could tell her to cumm or not cumm. She would do it.
She turned her back to close the door, and before she knew it, he was on her like a hawk. He knew she always wore her favorite and most sexy clothes with him. She was waiting to be fucked by him.
Before she could turn around, he moved the hair from her neck and started kissing it.
“What if we get caught?”, she whispered.
“Don’t you worry about that. Cumm to me.”
She started to cumm and moaned ever so slightly. She squirted a bit and got all wet down there. He moved his hands to her shirt and started rubbing her nipples.
He asked her,” You want more?”
She just moaned,” yes.”
He took his fingers, wet them up, and went under her skirt, and up her pussy. She couldn’t believe this was happening.
When it was over, sex on the desk, his pants down and his penis poking out from his underwear, she asked him if she could eat him up. She begged him.
“Please?” She said.
“Come on…” he said.
She went down on him under the desk. Pulling and tugging, sucking, and licking. He came all in her mouth then kissed her.
“You’re always a good fuck.” He said.
“Till next time.” She opened the door and walked out.