re:Office Sex Fantasy Part 2 - Sex Stories

re:Office Sex Fantasy Part 2

... contented sigh. Some time passed, and I asked her to roll over. More time passed. A flustered and happy couple peeked into the room. I tried to emulate the instructors at the Couples Class that my wife and I had attended. Very quietly, I asked them, "Would you like to join us? I am about ready for the next lesson, of sorts." Brad looked askance of Sandra, and she nodded. I indicated for them to come sit on the bed. They quietly entered and lay down together on the bed, with Brad behind Sandra. I nodded my approval. Through all of this, I was massaging Anne, and she lay quietly on the table. Her breathing was slow and measured, as if she were on the edge of sleep. "Brad," I said without disturbing Anne, "I have been delivering complete relaxation since we got up here. You can see the broad strokes, and how I am using a fair amount of pressure to get into her muscles. See if you can see how I let the touch change. Try to use the same touches I am using as you touch Sandra. Also, notice where I do touch, and where I don't touch." I continued to apply broad strokes, touching her shoulders and arms, her sides, her hips, and her legs. I eased off the pressure until I was barely touching her skin. Then I eased off from using my whole hand to just using my fingertips. Anne kept her eyes closed, but her breathing noticeably picked up speed. Next I started with a fingertip stroke from her shoulders to her elbows and back again. I turned my hands over and stroked down her ribs to her ...

... hips with my fingernails dragging lightly on her skin. I flipped my hands again, and used my fingertips from her hips to her knees and back again. I used a touch I call Playing the Piano to tap my finger tips as I stroked up her ribs to her shoulders. Her breathing turned very ragged, and you could see her stomach tensing slightly in time with the tapping of my finger. I repeated that course, but with nails out and back, fingertips down, nails down and up, and piano taps back to the top. Anne's eyes slowly opened, and a lazy smile touched her face. "I'm so relaxed," she whispered, "why are you teasing me now?" "You were almost asleep," I answered. “It’s time to be awake.” Her eyes followed my hands as I repeated the track yet again, with the first pattern. I repeated it another time with the second pattern. She was preparing to tense up for the piano tapping when I instead did a combined fingertip and nail swoop up her ribs, circled over her breasts, and then swooped down with my fingers wide over her stomach. I finished the motion with my fingers converging between her legs. Her legs lifted up and open, to allow me ready access to the sudden heat she felt there. I pressed my fingertips up her legs, but leaned over her to blow hard at her clit. She barely registered the feel of my chest hair on her side and stomach before the hot puff of air hit, and she immediately exploded into an orgasm. Somewhere outside of my zone of concentration, a voice asked, "How did he do that?" ...