Fidgeting Fix

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Monica's boring work meeting sparks a naughty new game.
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Sitting at the smooth gray stone conference room table, Monica had begun to wonder if she had attention deficit disorder. "No", she thought to herself; "my idiot team leader is just the dullest person on the face of the earth!" In her third meeting of the day, Monica found another ounce of her attention span draining with each passing tick of the ceiling fan rotating slowly above her.

It didn't help that she hadn't had a good night's sleep in months since she and her boyfriend split. Everything was irritating her- the room was warm and smelled like Janice sitting across from her had slipped off her heels and aired out her disgusting stocking clad feet.

"How could anyone wear panty hose in this heat?!" she thought to herself. Studying Janice, in a sad lumpy rayon shirt that she wore every 3rd day, this was a woman who certainly wasn't worried about the state of her undergarments. No one waiting at home to rip them off, that's for sure.

"Ugh." She shifted in her seat, annoyed. The cheap vinyl of the office chair she was in was making her bare legs warm under her where her tight black pencil skirt had ridden up. "No one has ripped my panties off lately either, maybe I should just give up like Janice". Glancing down she tugged at her ivory satin camisole that she was wearing under her black blazer, noticing that her heavy full breasts were putting on far more of a show than she intended. She loved her tits, now tan from the summer afternoons that she snuck off to the pool. She loved feeling a man's strong hands cradling her round tits, squeezing them and sucking on her thick pink nipples. "Wow, I need to cum" she thought to herself, sighing.

"Get a grip Monica, it's just a slump. Try to look busy, make some notes about this ad mock up in front of you!" she told herself. Renewed in her effort to pay attention, she leaned forward over the document- glancing up and nodding with a smile at her team leader now and again.

"Who came up with this lifeless campaign?" she wondered to herself as she studied the new ad print in front of her. The picture was wrong. The slogan was nonsensical, and in the wrong color scheme. "Yes! Fixing this turd of an ad should keep me busy for at least a half hour!" grabbing for her pen she got to work, crossing out the moronic slogans that had been added next to the product-----but within the first three strikes her pen stopped providing ink. "Mother FFFF"! I'm never going to get through this meeting." she thought to herself, defeated.

Quietly, she noticed a shiny black pen rolling slowly across the table toward her. Looking up she noticed everyone was looking left at the presentation that was underway, except for Nick who was smiling devilishly at her. Reaching slowly for the pen, she pulled it close to her and removed the cap to find a small piece of folded up paper fall out into her lap. Setting the fancy pen down, and glancing around the room to make sure she wasn't drawing attention she unfolded the tiny note which read, "Stop fidgeting, naughty girl."

"What the hell?!" she thought to herself, her face getting hot with color. "Naughty girl?!" Certainly she and Nick were pleasant with each other when then had to interact- but were nowhere close to a sexual relationship or even a casual friendship.

Intrigued and flooded with nerves she took a breath before looking up to meet his gaze again, to find him no longer smiling- but with a very serious look on his face. Locked in a stare with him she felt her heart beating hard in her chest, her mouth dry, her mind absent of thought; Nick held her there. As he saw her cheeks flush further, he winked and turned his attention back to the presentation.

Blinking quickly every part of her body felt hot, even her eyelids. What on earth prompted that naughty little interaction? Cautiously glancing up at him again, making sure that he was not watching her she studied his profile.

This was man who knew how dress. Everything about him was exactly as she would pick out- not a bland office character from any menswear catalog, a collector. He wore his dark hair neat and short on the sides and just slightly longer and messy on the top. He had a perfectly even short groomed beard. His skin was a lovely pinkish tan, like he had just come from a weekend of golf. Yes, he was indeed a handsome man.

His brown leather Shinola watch added just the right amount of character to his clean crisp pale blue dress shirt, tucked into gray dress pants. He looked effortless, and as she studied him she wondered what the skin on the side of his neck smelled like.

She was lost in thought when he turned and caught her staring, and she quickly diverted her eyes back to her ad. She was breathing quicker now, and noticed how hard and confined her nipples felt against her lace bra. "Mmmmmm. Who is this guy?" she smiled to herself.

Sparing her from another moment of embarrassment, the meeting finally adjourned for a short coffee break. Standing up out of her chair, smoothing her skirt over her plump round ass Monica could tell how warm and wet her panties were between her legs. Confident on her elegant black heels she went for a coffee refill, and nearly spilled it when she returned to find that Nick had moved to the seat next to hers.

Gathering herself, she sat down and handed him the pen.

"Thank you Nick, for saving me earlier," Monica said brightly.

"You are quite welcome, but I prefer Nicolaus," he said as he slowly took the pen from her, his warm hand wrapped around hers for a brief moment.

Pulling her attention back to the front, the next speaker that was starting. She found that if she was facing the speaker, Nick---err, Nicolaus was out of her view. "You can do this Monica, p a y a t t e n t i o n" she chided herself. But that was easier said than done, because now with Nicolaus next to her she could actually smell his musky amber cologne. She was acutely aware of his arm on the table next to hers, so close that it seemed like every hair follicle on her arm was reaching to touch him.

Swiveling her chair side to side a little she accidentally bumped into his leg under the heavy table top. She froze, "Dammit Monica, sit still," she thought. It was then that she felt his strong hand on her thigh to stop her from fidgeting. His hand was big and warm and firm on her leg, and did not pull away.

This close to him, as she met his eyes she could see that his clear brown eyes had an almost orange quality around the iris, that looked like fire. She breathed slowly, wetting her lips. He mouthed to her, "Focus pet."

She could not hear anything else at that moment. Turning her head to appear as though she was still in her body, all she could think about was Nicolaus, and his hand. His fingers began to playfully make circles on the smooth skin of her muscled outer thigh. She had to remind herself to breathe as she felt his hand slide over her thigh toward her soft inner thigh, his fingertips light and barely touching her now.

Her panties we growing wetter by the second. She didn't know why this was happening, but at this moment she didn't care. Smoothly with just his fingertips now, Nicolaus traced an invisible line up Monica's thigh higher and higher...her skin warmer and warmer. She adjusted her hips slightly in her chair, parting her legs for him. She didn't dare look his direction, she couldn't even move.

"Was he really going to keep going? Right here in this meeting?!? She didn't even know this guy! What the hell is happening?" She thought to herself. Before she could answer any of those questions she felt Nicolaus' hand inch slowly to the gusset of her wet panties. She had worn lavender lace boyshorts today, and after sitting all day felt the seam of them glued to her smooth bald pussy lips.

"Holy fuck this feels so delicious," Monica thought to herself.

Nicolaus was lightly running his thick middle finger up and down along her slit, feeling her wetness pouring through her lace panties.

Mmmmm. He couldn't believe she was letting him do this, with so many other people around- and practically a stranger. The look in her eyes when he called her pet, told him everything he needed to know. She would be the perfect trainable office toy, and this pussy that was insanely wet was something he had to dive into very soon.

Zeroing in on her clit, angrily trapped under the tight lace of her panties, he began making circles over it. Faster and faster, he watched Monica's perfect cleavage moving up and down faster as she struggled to keep her breathing quiet.

"Omg, I want him to pull my panties aside and touch me already! He's driving me crazy!" Monica screamed inside her head. It had been months since she'd hand a man's hand in her panties, and even then it was a brief obligatory grope before her then boyfriend roughly pushed his average cock into her barely wet pussy.

I want this man. I want him NOW.

Then like nothing, Nicolaus withdrew his hand, and began passing out an outline as prompted by the presenter. Monica stared as his hand, wondering if his fingers tasted like her. She wanted his fingers in her mouth making her taste her pussy juice as he pushed his hard sexy body against hers, whispering every naughty thing he wanted her to do.

By the time they wrapped up the session, Monica was beyond hot and bothered. Another 15 minutes had passed before she could get out of there without so much as a touch from Nicolaus. Had she imagined that? Looking distractedly at her phone, she noticed the meeting had gone an hour passed quitting time, and headed to the parking garage.

Deserted, she walked impatiently to her car. She could not wait to rip these panties off of her sopping went cunt, and rub her clit until her body shook and she saw stars. She might not even make it home. "There better not be traffic," she muttered.

Leaning up against the driver's side door when she rounded the corner of her black SUV, she shrieked and skittered when she saw Nicolaus.

"I'm sorry I startled you Pet," Nicolaus said laughing warmly.

"My name is Monica," she scoffed, irritated that he startled her.

"I think you'll prefer Pet soon enough," Nicolaus said confidently, as he held his hand out for the keys.

Too tired and horny to fight, she cautiously handed him the keys as he walked her around and opened the passenger side door for her.

"Where are we going Nicolaus?" Monica asked hastily.

"We're going to home Monica, so that I can fix that fidgeting problem of yours," Nicolaus said grinning. Before shutting the door, he smoothed her long brown hair pulling her small face to his by softly the back of her neck, and kissed her.

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Goodmeal69Goodmeal69over 6 years ago
Good move...

Always leaving me wanting more! Please finish this story or at least the "ride" home!

Wordy_1sWordy_1sover 7 years ago
Super

Well written...

And your character isn't the only one whose wet!

K xo

Ralf913Ralf913over 7 years ago
Part 2

Very good story.Has me waiting for more

luedonluedonover 7 years ago
I'm not sure

what was being exhibited or viewed that put it in the Exhibitionist & Voyeur category. It was all under the table.

But there wasn't any Erotic Coupling and it was hardly Non-Erotic. Nor was it particularly Romantic. A story all in its own class.

And, I thought, a quite well-constructed one. As Anonymous asked in the other comment, do you plan a follow-up?

Lue

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
nice start...

nice start... just wondering where it's leading...

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