Hot Desk

Moving day finally arrived. My company had been growing fast, and we had been working in the most crowded conditions I had ever seen as a professional. It was so crowded that even the exec’s offices had been thrown into the pool for “hot desking”. So if you weren’t sitting there, someone else could push your things out of the way, pull up your chair and work. The growth was fun, and the camaraderie of the company was worth it. But I have to admit, when I came on one Monday morning and found an intern at my desk, the whole thing had started to wear thin.

So it was a very welcome change when we finally moved into our new offices around the corner. There was space for everyone, and each exec could get back to having their own office.

As a senior officer in the company, I had one of the larger rooms. There was room for my desk as well as a large sitting area. Since I prefer to work a little more casually than most, I optioned for a pair of couches facing a coffee table, rather than the standard conference table and chairs.

Little did I know what was coming.

My wife very seldom visited me at work, so I had no reason to picture her bent over the back of the couch with her sundress up over her ass. I had no reason to suspect that I’d fuck her on my desk or that she’d suck my cock while I sat in my big leather chair. But all of those things were in store.

It was nearing the end of my first week in the office. The day was getting late, and everyone had left for the evening. I was there just wrapping up some things… final comments on a contract, reviewing the most recent finances and getting ready to go when she called.

“Honey, how about I come over to see your new office, and we can head out to dinner?”

Sounded innocent enough, but what she had in mind was anything but innocent!

She rang my extension when she got to my floor in the high rise. I buzzed her into our lobby and then went and met her. What I saw took my breath away. She was in a red and white flowered sundress, with her long blonde ponytail up in a red bow. Her skin was glowing from the day’s sunbathing by our pool. She looked conservative yet hot. My cock stirred in my dress pants.

“Over here – come see my new office, sweetie,” I said as I crossed the lobby. I gave her a hug and lingered just a little there, with her body pressed against mine. We couldn’t go beyond a quick G-rated kiss in the lobby, the company has security cameras everywhere. I have absolutely no idea who keeps an eye on things, but I didn’t want to do anything inappropriate.

I led my wife past the sea of cubicles to my office. I was excited to show her where I had put the family pictures and where I would be when she called me during the day. I was looking forward to sneaking a longer kiss once we were away from those cameras.

Well, it would be an understatement to say she had something more in mind.

As we entered my office, she immediately closed the door behind her. There was nobody there, but she didn’t want to take chances.

“This place reminds me of how powerful you are,” she said to me as she gave me a sultry look. “At home you’re one of the family… but here you’re the boss. That is SO SEXY,” she whispered in my ear.

My mind was racing. Were we going to christen my new office right now? Was I OK with that? How could I ever focus in here again if I pictured my gorgeous wife splayed on the couch?

Thank goodness my actions took over and the thinking stopped. Because that’s EXACTLY what we were going to do.

“So, honey, do you ever get horny during the day?” she asked as she moved her hand to rub my erection through my slacks.

“Honestly, yes. Most days at one point or other. You have to remember who you’re talking about sweetie.”

“Well, let me give you something to think about when you do.”

And with that she slipped her arms out of the thin straps of her sundress and slid the top down, exposing her fantastic boobs. Even at 45 they are firm. Their large size hasn’t caused them to sag in the least, and her nipples are perfect. She grabbed one in each hand and started rubbing her nipples with her thumbs. I love it when she does that!

As she rubbed her nipples, she turned to face the back of the couch. In one smooth move, she hiked her dress up, resting the entire skirt-part on her back and she pulled her white cotton panties down, dropping them to the floor encircling her summer sandals.

Now, with her ass raised high over the back of the couch, she was an incredible sight. The idea crossed my mind, “How many times have we made love? Over 23 years, probably a thousand. It’s amazing that I still get all tingly inside when I see her body.”

“Honey, I am very horny. I need you badly. Will you please, please enter me and do me hard?”

Without hesitation, I had my slacks down around my ankles and was pulling my cock out as my boxers dropped. I rubbed her hot, wet pussy for a moment to get some juices on my hand. Then I slathered her wetness all over the head of my cock and slowly, but with a firm push, thrust balls-deep into her. My tie and white dress shirt were pressed against me as I looked down to watch my penis slide in and out. The sensation was fantastic, and being a visual guy, seeing her lovely dress bunched up on her back was incredible. If she looked a little innocent before, she certainly didn’t any more!

I thrust, she ground back at me… holding onto the couch and groaning. It was an excellent thing nobody was in the office, or they would have heard her moans.

I pounded away, increasing the firmness of my stroke with each thrust. I was pounding her with everything I had. My pelvis was smacking her ass cheeks with loud claps, and my balls were swinging freely.

As I pounded my beautiful wife, I became aware that her groans had become squeals, and she was going to cum soon. So I reached around with my right hand and put my middle finger directly on her clit. Our gyrations seemed to make my finger move in a natural pattern, driving her further toward orgasm.

With all of the thrusting, rubbing and squealing going on, I almost lost control and came myself, but I held off.

When she hit her climax, her noises could only be described as animal. I could feel the inner walls of her pussy clutching at my cock as I pounded her from behind. As she finished up her prolonged orgasm her knees got weak and she collapsed against my new couch.

But I wasn’t near done!

So I scooped her up and turned to lay her on her back on the desk. I placed her gently on top of a small pile of papers and things, but neither of us cared. She looked flushed and spent, her panties had fallen off her feet and were laying on the floor.

Her cute sundress was pulled down from the top, showing her spectacular tits, and the skirt was pushed up to her waist showing her tightly cropped blond mound. An unbelievable view.

I reached under her ass with both hands and pulled her toward me. She rolled her hips forward as her knees moved up to her shoulders, positioning her wet hole at exactly the right height.

I plunged in. Hard.

My office is my seat of power. Mahogany desk, leather chair, loaded bookshelves… this was the place of a confident man, and I was going to show her just what HER powerful man was capable of.

With each driving stroke, her ass squeaked a little on the clean hardwood desk top. I pounded her hard, and within a minute or two she was starting to groan again. Although I wanted to cum, I held off and just kept thrusting.

She began to rub her nipples, this time with her arms crossed, cradling her tender breasts.

We looked into each other’s eyes, and I saw both a deep love and a pleading with her eyes. I knew she was going to cum again when she reached down with her hand and started to rub her clit. I wanted her to cum, but I had a different idea.

Abruptly, I pulled my sloppy wet cock out and dove down, driving my tongue deep into her. I tongue-and-mouth worked her whole pussy for a good minute or two before moving to her clit. With just a few flicks she was over the top, holding my head and driving her pelvis into my face. She shook with aftershocks for what seemed like forever.

When she stopped shaking, got her breath and regained a little composure, she sat up, leaned on one arm and grabbed my sticky penis.

“Your turn. Sit down.”

So I took the two steps over to my chair and flopped down. Before I could even get settled in, she was kneeling between my legs, taking me deep into her mouth. This action was particularly exciting because she almost never is willing to taste her own juices. Her left hand reached up and pinched my nipples while her right hand stroked up and down in an alternating rhythm to her sucking. I was in heaven.

After just a few moments of this, I was ready to cum. And in another first, sensing this, she grabbed my ass with both hands and drove her mouth down onto my cock. She did this a few times until I shuddered and let my cum go deep into her throat.

After I was completely spent I leaned back down into my chair and felt like I could melt. She rested her head on my leg, kneeling there on the floor.

After a few moments, she stood up and pulled her dress back into place. I don’t know how she does it. One moment she’s rubbing her clit, groaning and begging to be loved. The next, her dress is on, her hair’s in place, and she has fresh lipstick and looks ready for a mint julep at the Derby.

I stood up, pulled my dress pants up, tucking my shirt in.

At that moment we caught each other’s eye and began to laugh. We laughed together, holding each other in our arms and feeling the deep connection that comes from a lifetime of love together.

Then I straightened up the desk and we headed out the door to dinner holding hands.