The one with all the sex in it

There is a quaint Strine word; ‘toey‘. It sums my particular state of mind and condition up.

Accurately.

I had a meeting, today, with Leggy Redhead from HR.

I successfully kept my gaze fixed to hers, never once letting my eyes stray towards her tantalising and invitingly pert cleavage.

I may have faltered, once or twice, and glanced at her full and oh so kissable lips.

And caught sight of her tongue, as she lubricated her lips from time to time.

I certainly did not admire…

 

the way her tight skirt…

 

clung to her figure…

 

when she stood up.

 

And when she shook my hand…

I didn’t notice her long, cool fingers…

as she PULLED ME IN TO HER ARMS, GROUND HER LIPS AGAINST MINE, FORCED HER TONGUE IN TO MY MOUTH AND PRESSED HER BODY AGAINST MINE; THE ACHING DESIRE IN HER LOINS CHIMING WITH MY NEED TO HAVE HER…

Oh.

I’m sorry about that.

I seem to have drifted off for a moment.

It won’t happen again.

I’m just.

You know.

Feeling a bit.

Toey.

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6 Responses to The one with all the sex in it

  1. Masher says:

    If she looks anything like the girl in that picture, you have every right to drift off for a moment. Or two.

    • Brennig says:

      She looks a little skinnier than the model I used. Meetings have never been so fun!

  2. Vicola says:

    Trust me, if she looks anything like you made her sound, you could just have stared at her tits for the whole meeting, she’s probably used to it.

  3. Dave says:

    Sorry, I started reding this yesterday morning and I drifted off. For 24 hours! She sounds very nice. And that photo is somewhat pleasant. Oh heck, I’m drifting off again!