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The Final Good-Bye. Everyone says their final good byes.

She watched him swallow a few times as what was happening slowly dawned on him.

Before he could begin to protest she lifted her high healed feet and placed them on either side of him, effetely trapping him. Her position also gave her the added benefit of having her legs spread before him. The only thing separating him from the view of her womanhood was the fall of her skirt.

As he opened his mouth to speak again he was struck dumb as she started sliding her hand from her stockinged knee, up her thigh and under her skirt. His breath caught as he watched her hand leave the shielding of the material to come up glistening with her juices. Jaw dropping, he sat dumbstruck as her fingers entered his mouth. He could do nothing but run his tongue across her digits; his mental capabilities seemed to be stuck. The musky taste of her filled his mouth, the heavy smell filling his brain.

No longer capable of thought, he reached for her his hands cupping her face as he leaned in to kiss her. He felt her other hand brace against his chest, stopping him as she turned her face away from him. Pushing him away she placed her right foot against his chest to prevent him from standing, and slowly shook the finger that had been in his mouth in a no-no sign.

Moving her foot from his chest and stood up only to straddle him a moment later. Her heart did a double tap when she felt his erection beneath her. Moving her hips in a circle on his lap she felt more then heard his groan of appreciation. His hands moved to her waist to push her down harder against him seeking some relief from the pain.

Dropping her head to his ear, she nibbled his lobe and worked her way, kissing, sucking and biting down his neck until she ran in to the barrier of his collared shirt. Nearly moaning in disappointment, she reached up and loosened his tie, aiming for the buttons beneath. As her hands worked down the front of his shirt, he slid his up her thighs encountering nothing but the leashes of her garter belt. An appreciative moan escaped him as his fingers encountered the slick wetness of her womanhood.

Her hips jerked when he finally touched her, a gasp tore itself from her busy lips. His thin chest finally exposed, she ran her nails over his nipples causing his cock to twitch beneath her. Grinning, she lowered her mouth to one of the flat round disks. Running her tongue across and around one and her hand pinching the other, she did not realize that he found the ties holding her top on. With a sharp tug he exposed her breasts to him.

Grabbing her waist he moved her until she was once again sitting on his desk, her skirt bunched up around her hips and her top hanging below her breasts. Lowering his head he bit her neck, marking her, only to run his tongue over the bite to sooth the pain. Her back arched as his hands slid from her waist to cup her breasts swiping his thumbs over her hardened nipples.

Working his mouth back up her neck he sought her lips once again only to have her turn her head away from him. Moving to follow he was frustrated once again by her evasive movement. Growling he reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair to keep her still. Jerking her head back he proceeded to give her a bruising kiss, running his tongue across her lower lip he begged entrance into her sweet mouth. His other hand continued its menstruations upon her breast as he plundered her mouth, their tongues dulling each other for dominance.

Her hands reached between them to release his belt, her fingers fumbling with need. Pulling at the button of his pants and unzipping his fly, she only had one barrier between her and her goal. While she usually enjoyed seeing men in boxer-briefs, today she saw them only as a nuisance. Tugging down sharply she finally got what she wanted.

His cock sprang free into her waiting hand.

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