r. a love poem to my sensual barok

she had a different tone in her voice. it wasn't her speaking voice. it was just a "hello" that i heard, but i could clearly tell the difference. i said my "hello" but before i could say anything else, she spoke and told me that she had locked the door at her office, she unbuttoned her blouse, she had spread her legs wide and hiked her skirt all the way up and that she was squeezing her left thigh with her left hand to stop herself from touching her nipple. "i am waiting for you to come and enter my office and see how i am now. please come here, quick."

i was speechless. then i felt my heart pump a bit faster than normal and wondered how many cups of coffee i have had since that morning. i had wished i didn't drink that much as i didn't want my heart pumping too much now that it might shake my whole body.

i wondered what she was doing or what she was stopping herself from doing. then i remembered the SMS that i had sent her. she did as i had told her to do. and that gave me an idea as to what i was going to say to her.

"what do you want me to do when i go inside your office?"

"i don't know. you can do anything with me, i don't think i can resist you. tell me anything, i'll do it. i'm so into you, franco."

that was how it went. we played roles. i told her what to do, step by step and when to do it. she gave in to it. she was into it already and the foreplay we had was to delay as much as possible what she wanted to do in every stage.

there is a sequence you have to follow and certain questions you have to ask that she needed to answer. my first question to her was to describe the undies she was wearing.

then we proceeded to the seduction and the lust that at that time we shared. we were drinking from the same cup. i asked her a series of questions in between telling her what to do. answering my questions was a very important part of it. every answer she gave, pushed her deeper into it and unleashed a certain passion that was a build up to what her body wanted. her mind needed to want it first and when that's done, allowing her body to get what it aches for becomes more pleasurable.

at some point, it got so intense for her that on her she asked me if i would allow her to put one leg up on her table so that she could show me her wet undies even more. the visual image that got pictured in my mind was amazing - a woman on the phone, her blouse now fully unbuttoned, her bra lifted up to show her boobs, her nipples fully erect, her skirt pushed all the way up and one of her leg up on the table, that leg on the table would make her spread her legs the widest. it will also stretch her undies the most and with her very wet already, i could imagine i could discern the slightly vertical wetness on her undies, matching her pussy. with the stretched undies, i am sure i will be able to discern her pussy lips aching to come out. i closed my eyes to imagine it better. i got harder at the thought and the clearer visual picture in my mind.

i asked her to stand up. she was surprised i asked her to do that, wanted to know why but i told her, she needs to trust me. she stood up. then i asked her to sit down again. i was going to get her to assume the same position - one leg stretched to one side, the other up on her table but doing it in a different way.

when she was seated, i asked her to put her knees together tight. then i asked her to contract her pussy lips, then release it. concentrate on the movement of her pussy lips. i told her to keep doing that as i talked her through what i wanted her to do. as we went through it, her voice changed again. she sounded to be getting hornier as she contracted then released her pussy lips.

knees together tight, i asked her to lift the right knee up, the whole time making sure her thighs were as close together as it can be, the knee lifted as high as she can, then bring it down again. she did that a few times and she gave deep sighs.

i knew what was happening to her and what she was feeling - with her contracting and releasing her pussy lips and the motion of her knee being pulled up, her pussy lips were being pressed and sliding against each other. the sensation she was feeling was close to an actual hand caressing her pussy lips. she told me she was getting more wet and more horny.

she wanted to touch already but told her she could not do so yet. she sounded disappointed, but she agreed in her deep, low and lustful voice.

we continued. i told her to slowly move her right foot up, still keeping her thighs together, then put that foot up to her table. when she had right foot firmly placed on top of her table, i asked her to move her left leg which was on the floor towards under her chair, as far as she can. then i asked her to move her left leg towards her side as wide as she can. she moaned. when i heard that, i asked her to look at her crotch. she gasped. i asked her what did she see.

in between moans, she told me, her undies were all bunched up in the middle between her pussy lips and she could see one coming out of her undies. it was wet. and the feeling of her undies bunched up between her undies felt her pussy lips were being caressed.

"can i please touch myself now?"

i asked her to hold the top of her undies, the part below her belly button. then asked her to pull her undies up. when she did that, the bunched up undies were going in deeper into her pussy. told her to release it, then do it again. several times. she did and every time she pulled up, she gave a moan.

i knew she was very close to orgasm. i told her to slide her finger from the side of her undies and make herself cum. she sounded so sexy. she was moaning loud now, it sounded more of a scream than a moan. and she sounded like a very young girl, childish almost as she had her orgasm.

it was beautiful. my virgin was very beautiful.