Seducing Jade Ch. 01-03

1. The Beginning

I ran my fingers down the smooth, tight skin of my abdomen.

"You are so fucking sexy," Jade bit her lower lip as she spoke.

She was sitting stoically in the black leather chair in my home office.

Luckily, my husband wouldn't be home for hours.

"You like looking at my body?" I giggled.

I continued raking my fingernails across my exposed flesh.

I loved teasing Jade.

When she started working for my husband last month, I was instantly jealous of her beauty.

I never imagined that my husband would be the one who had to worry.

Jade was perfection.

She had long raven hair, bright hazel eyes, and skin so smooth I wanted to lick every inch of it.

I had never been intimate with another woman before. But there was something about Jade. Ever since I first saw her, my pussy was hers.

I thought of her when I touched myself.

I thought of her when I fucked my husband.

I was hers.

"I want you so badly," Jade purred from across the room.

I watched as she dug her pointy red fingernails into the arms of the chair.

Our blossoming affair had been mostly emotional, filled with hours spent sexting, and exchanging secret sexy, glances.

Physically, we had only ever kissed.

Today, I decided that I wanted to change that.

I wanted Jade to see me.

All of me.

I stripped down and waited for her in the office.

When she walked in, large glasses perched atop her tiny nose, I thought she might have a heart attack. The folder she was holding, presumably filled with faxes for my husband, slipped out of her fingers.

I silently grabbed her hand and led her to the very chair she was sitting in now.

Today we would cross that dangerous line.

I separated my legs and began to sway my hips.

I wanted her to see the curves of my body as I moved.

I wanted her to want me, to crave me. The way I craved her.

"I don't know how much longer I can just sit here," Jade spoke.

I could see the desire burning in her eyes, I could feel the passion radiating from her body.

I stopped rolling my hips and smiled.

I straightened my back.

"Come here," I commanded.

2. Closer

Jade shot up from the chair and began to make her way over to me.

I felt my skin begin to prickle, I watched her intently as she moved.

She stopped inches from my naked body.

"Please let me touch you," she whispered. I could hear the longing in her voice.

Her face was so close to mine, I could feel her warm breath spreading across my face as she spoke.

A strand of her long black hair was out of place, draping over her left eye.

I lifted my hand up slowly and brushed the wayward strand back into place behind her ear.

It was like my touch was electric.

As soon as my fingertips grazed the smooth skin of her face, she let out a soft moan.

My body was practically vibrating with desire.

I could feel my pussy growing wetter, desperate for affection, hungry for Jade's touch.

"I'm nervous," I replied, biting my lower lip.

I had never touched a woman. A woman had never touched me. And Jade was the sexiest woman I had ever seen.

My desire for her was muddled with anxiety.

I wanted to bring her pleasure.

Body shaking, earth bending, mind blowing pleasure.

I wanted to fuck her so good that she wouldn't be able to move when I was finished with her perfect body.

I wanted her nipples between my fingers, I wanted to tug on them with my teeth.

I wanted to taste her sweet pussy. I wanted her taste to live on my tongue.

I wanted her juices smeared all over my lips.

I wanted her scent to linger on my face as I talked to my husband over dinner.

I needed her.

Now.

"Don't be nervous," Jade replied, "I'll show you what I like."

I swallowed hard.

It was happening.

3. Let Me Taste How Much You Want Me

Jade grabbed the delicate buttons of her silk white blouse with shaky fingertips.

I felt my pussy throb in anticipation.

I could feel the stickiness spreading to my inner thighs.

I was quite literally dripping wet.

This was almost too much for my body to handle. The need. The yearning.

I couldn't put into words how badly I wanted to fuck her.

She shrugged her shoulders gently.

The delicate motion sent her blouse to the floor, landing in a messy heap at her patent leather heeled feet.

I inhaled deeply, taking in the delicious sight before me.

Jade was wearing a white lace trimmed bra.

Her dark, erect nipples were visible through the flimsy fabric. I wanted nothing more than to feel their sensitive points between my lips.

I dragged my eyes across her chest and down toward her sexy stomach.

Her tan skin was tight and toned. I wanted to lick every inch of exposed flesh before me.

I continued to watch her undress, the urge to touch my pussy as she worked the zipper of her black skirt was growing more intense.

She stepped slowly out of her skirt.

I could only groan at the perfection of what stood before me.

Jade was wearing matching white panties, dotted with lace. They sat high on her hips, exposing a small tribal tattoo above her right hipbone.

"Do you like what you see?," Jade whispered.

I felt my pussy moisten.

I once again found myself having to fight off insatiable, unspeakable urges. It was taking all the control I had not to push her down onto the floor and grind my pussy all across her sweet lips.

"Yes," I responded instead.

"Show me how much you want me," Jade asked.

She reached out and grabbed my hand.

I felt sparks explode through me as our skin touched.

Instead of bringing my hand to her perfect body, she guided it to the waistband of my skirt and let go.

"Touch yourself," Jade commanded, "then let me taste your sweetness."