HE dropped the keys as he attempted to opened the door of the apartment.
He had been thinking of her all morning… his lunch break was only 30 minutes long but he needed to see her. When he spoke to her earlier in the day, she promised to make him a sandwich if he stopped by.
He. Was. Hungry.
There wasn’t any food in the fridge that could extinguish this hunger pain.
He quickly collected the keys from the floor, gave them a jiggle as he slid it into the lock and successfully opened the door to find her standing in the foyer.
SHE said, “I thought I heard you coming in….. I made a sandwich for you, I hope you have an appetite!”
He thought to himself, “Girl, you just don’t know,” as he looked her up and down, from head to toe and back….
Damn she was bad…..
She stood there in one of his beaters and a pair of lace panties…… Skin well oiled, and smelling of fresh cocoa butter…. And he loved cocoa butta!!!
Had she planned this……
He looked at his watch…. 20 minutes left.
“Damn,” he said as he realized that he would have to leave soon to get back on time…. but with the way he was feeling…
He. Was. Ready. To. Risk. It. All.
Her sensual expression, moist voluptuous lips, hard nipples pressing against the ribbed fabric of the beater, and kinky bow-legged stance was a little too much to take in.
She licked her lips, half smiled, placed her right hand on her hip and said, “Are you hungry?”
He felt the adrenaline surge through his body….. He wanted her now without a doubt……….Speechless, he began to march toward her.
He could see the uncertainty in her face, and maybe even fear. He tackled her and held her by her derrière, wrapped her legs around his waist as he simultaneously inhaled her scent and kissed her clavicle and lower neck areas, and carried her to the kitchen table.
He sat her down gently. She leaned back on her elbows and looked down into his eyes.
And with two quick arm movements, he knocked everything off of the table!
Sh!t. Flew. Everywhere.
He needed this space to work.
With her eyes wide she gasped in shock, but her arousal outweighed her concern for the flying table fixtures…..
It. Turned. Her. ON!
She quickly closed her eyes and let her head fall back as he lifted the beater and began to kiss at her sternal area, working his way down…. She began to breathe deeply…His foreplay game was impeccable. She was highly aroused and climatic, even before the main course began.
As they made love, his rhythmic movements provoked her rhythmic movements….. They almost moved together as one. Occasionally she had her arms and legs wrapped around him concurrently as he inquired as to whether it felt good and she answered in between deeply exhaled moans with a forceful “YESSSS, Da Da DON’T STOPPP!!!”
They both experienced involuntary jerking movements as they climaxed, and laid embraced upon conclusion as he stated, “Now, about that sandwich!” They both laughed.
Later on, in the office, his partner asked him what he’d had for lunch.
“A sandwich,” he replied with a smile. “Must have been a good one…. you’ve been smiling since you got back!”