Hard At Work - Pt. 01

Michelle

Subject: Your Cock

To: Alex

You should not be reading this email at work... but I know you will, naughty boy.

I wanted to let you know I am sitting at home, thinking about your cock. About that glorious moment when I first saw it.

Me on my bed, sitting on the edge, you standing in front of me, looking down into my eyes. You knew what I wanted. You knew it so well. I looked up at you above me.

"May I", I asked quietly. A little playful, sly smile crossed your face.

"Only if you say please...". That practically made my clit tingle.

"Alex... may I get your cock out... please"?

"Oh, yes", you murmured, after letting out a little moan.

Do you remember my fingers tracing your already clear bulge through your pants? I bet you do. I ran the length of it with my fingertips a few times with one hand while tugging your belt undone with the other. I then drew my fingertips over to your fly... popping the button and unzipping you. I pulled your pants down as my eyes took in the outline of your big, hard cock though your tight white boxer briefs - the rim of the head clearly visible. It was obvious that our flirting, kissing and your little clandestine glimpses down my blouse (yes, of course I saw you peeking) had made you as aroused as me...

Again with the fingertips... ever so lightly running them from the head to the base. Which one of us was I teasing? Both of us, I suppose.

And I'm sure you remember me leaning forward, opening my mouth and lightly, playfully taking your covered shaft between my teeth and giving it a little bite. Mmm... I can still hear the little groan you let out...

And then I hooked my fingers into your waistband... and slowly pulled them down.

I felt something like butterflies in my stomach as I eased it out of your shorts - a sort of excitement and hunger mixing together. I had not seen its equal. Your big cock. Your big, gorgeous cock. You found out a bit later that night how wet my panties were... but did you know I was starting to soak through them the moment your erection came into view? That's what it did to me. To my pussy...

Feeling a little breathless, I pulled your shorts down a little farther to reveal your large balls. Enjoying the moment, I tucked your waistband under them... pushing them out slightly, as if they were being presented to me. Which they were, weren't they.

Taken aback by how perfectly smooth both your cock and balls were. When I first ran my fingers over them - my one hand lightly stroking your shaft while my other cradled and teased your balls - I had a moment of imagining you shaving yourself just for me. Were you that confident that our first real date would end with me worshipping your cock? What a cocksure boy you are. ;) Or, I wondered, were you the type who went and got himself waxed? Was there some aesthetician somewhere, some cute woman who had earlier that day been handling your big sex organ, doing her best to maintain composure as she touched such a beautiful thing, her mind racing with the reasoning of what you had planned that night that necessitated your gorgeous cock being perfectly, silky smooth... mmmm.

And oh my, the weight of your ballsack in my hand as I wrapped my other hand around your cock... mmmm, so heavy. I thought about the cum they were filled with, you know. Thought about where you might end up cumming... all the possibilities... those naughty, sneaky little glances down my blouse told me one place you likely had been fantasizing about thrusting your cock. Would you end up exploding between my breasts? It was likely in our future, I knew that for sure... but would it be tonight...? I thought about it as I stroked and fondled you.

And then it was my turn to give you a sly smile, looking up into your eyes to see your longing before I touched my tongue to that sexy cock of yours.

It was just the tip of my tongue, remember? You inhaled sharply as I ran it down the underside, just below the rim of your head, traveling what felt like a deliciously long distance to the base. Jesus, it felt so good against my tongue. So delicious.

As did your balls. Your deep moan when I lapped at them with my whole tongue... mmm... I thought about how you didn't even know in that moment all the ways I'm going to find to play with them... about how I have such a little kink for men's balls. Do you think you can handle being on the receiving end of that little fixation...?

And then I placed my lips on the tip, looked up at you again, and eased my lips open, taking only your head in... I could feel the rim of the head on my lips. And I could feel the mixture of arousal and frustration at being teased that you were experiencing. Standing over me, you might have thought you were in charge... but you were at my mercy, weren't you. You certainly felt that when I gave your big balls a good squeeze with that head in my mouth...

I could feel, through your body, that you liked me in charge - that's why I stood up, turned you around quickly and pushed you onto the bed. You liked that, didn't you.

And with your feet on the floor, flat on your back, you were so exposed to me. Mmm... on my knees, spreading your legs so I could really take it all in.

And I did my best to take it all in, didn't I. Filling my mouth with your big, smooth cock... my lips gliding up and down the silky shaft. You certainly seemed satisfied with how far down it went...

And of course once it was slippery with my spit, I know you remember me taking it in my hand, pumping it as I used my mouth to explore your balls more thoroughly. Licking, sucking, nibbling. Worshipping. When we first hooked up, did you imagine I was a woman who would be on her knees, adoring your balls? I wonder if you thought about such naughty things...

And that she would lift those heavy orbs out of the way to run her tongue down below them? Gliding my tongue over your firm and perfectly smooth taint, I flashed again on the thought of that possible aesthetician. Did she have you on her table, chest down, ass in the air while she made that area nice and smooth... just for me? Maybe not. Maybe that's a little role-play game in our future...

You really squirmed, didn't you. I bet it felt amazing. My tongue got right to the edge... not quite to your most private part. I could feel the tension in your body, hehe... is she going to do that? I can tell you that perhaps she will... but she will make you say please. Maybe even beg...

I know you haven't forgotten how I ran my tongue back over your balls, up your long shaft and finally took that cock of yours back into my mouth to suck it in earnest, so I won't bore you with recounting it here. Or of how hard you came. I think perhaps I've distracted you enough today. Maybe, just maybe, that'll be in a follow up email. But I must admit I'm wondering... are you pants feeling tight at your desk right now? Having seen how obvious your erection can be when you're fully dressed, I'd be careful about getting up... or about anyone dropping by your desk... Are you wishing you were somewhere where you could wrap your hand around that throbbing shaft of yours and give yourself a good stroke? I bet you are. I'm lucky... I'm able to write this message with one hand while my other is... occupied, hehe. I've gotten quite worked up recalling this... I'm sure you have, too.

No trips to the bathroom to "relieve yourself", now. Be a good boy and get back to work.

Michelle