David,

I don't want to interrupt you from what you are doing. You are doing what you do best, but I just want you to know that right now, I need you. Right now, you are sitting at your desk concentrating on graphs and figures, codes and the things that will keep us able to live. However, your hand is in your hair, you have a frown of concentration furrowing your brow. Biting that lip that right now I want to be jealous of.

You see, (I know you will turn and look at me)  I am sitting here in my chair at my own desk, but I have been looking at you all morning. I listen to you clear your throat occasionally, then watch you sit back and sigh; no doubt confounded by some HTML combination,  and then inhaling with you as you light a cigarette.  I suddenly feel my stomach clench. A familiar burning crawls ever so slowly downward, another upward simultaneously. I am filled with heat suddenly, my skin flushed warm, a slight perspiration - light as dew covers my skin. I know that my lips just opened as I inhaled a warm breath as my clit catches on fire. Suddenly the fire reaches the surface of my skin, massaging muscles and nerves on its travel upward. I begin squirming hard in my chair. You see my love, I am writhing in my chair yet still trying to sit perfectly still,  unmoving, but under my desk my legs slowly rub up and down against each other, my thighs are hot, and damn baby, my clit is on fire! Now,  the burn has reached my mind and my breathing becomes audible even to you...I have inhaled sharply as the moistness between my legs becomes a very real thing, beginning to flow, right here in my chair, down my thick thighs as they were dry and heated while rubbing together, now they are slick baby...

You are watching me in your mind right now, but I can barely focus or breathe. I reach up and touch my lips, rubbing soft hot fingers across my lips, my tongue slipping out to wind languidly around each one, sucking softly. (No peeking!)

 The other hand pulling is up my tank top. My breasts are exposed to you, I look at you now, and can almost see you lean back, pulling your t-shirt off and then sliding your pants down to just above your knees. Yes baby, you feel me, I know you do. You pick up your cigarette again,  scoot your ass forward in the chair and lean back comfortably.   Then while taking a slow silent drag, you other hand reaches forward to the mouse, and you click while I close my eyes, and continue sucking my fingers, taking both hands now, and rubbing my face lightly, down my neck, shivering at my own touch for once.

 Up and down my arms back up to cross in front of my breasts, as fingertips begin grazing around heated and sensitive orbs. Hardened peaks painfully protruding, I moan as the pain pleasurably courses through my nipples to mingle with another throb of my clit, they dance in unison. I open my eyes and watch you smoking--watching me...your hand languidly rubbing up and down on that shaft that is always hard for me. I stand, still caressing hot skin, goose bumps rise on my flesh and my legs are shaking as I slowly walk over to the wall next to you.

You say 'come here’....I shake my head side to side and close my eyes, and my hands travel fully up and down from breasts to thighs and I whisper "I need you to watch me first"...there are no other sounds than the ones I am making. Slowly, I am closing in on my one true hot spot at this moment.  

I am squirming now, sliding my big firm ass against the wall. I make my way to the  chair at the side of your desk and I turn slightly to the left and place my foot on the chair seat, both hands dip into inner thighs as I moan lightly, feeling so good right now. I feel like a hothouse peach, succulent and delicious.

I begin to speak while I am touching myself for you. "Baby, I need you to watch, and see me, as I feel you because this is what I do while you are not here, and I always want you to be able to see this in your mind while you are busy with other things.

In fact David, I am going to lie down at your feet, I want you to look down at me.  Would you take my feet, would you hold them for me?  Thank you baby.  Now my love, I lay here every day.  Sometimes, a couple of times a day.  I turn the music on loudly, and lay on the couch.  Because I crave you. My body fairly screams for you.  And I have to touch myself, just like I am right now;  my hands each moving along my curves.  My long fingers pinching nipples, already painfully hard, needing you to bite them.  Closing my eyes, I can see you lick your lips wanting them on my breasts.  I can see and feel you sucking hard on my nipples, kneading the other as you continue on, then switching as my back arches and I gasp!  You exhale loudly pulling me in tightly to your own body, your hardness pressing into the side of my leg.  I spread my legs though, moaning as your hands roughly drag along my sensitized and soft skin.  Causing the slightest burn on my skin, you are almost too rough, but not quite, it is inciting me madly.  My legs come up, my feet plant on each side of you, knees falling apart, my ass is grinding, my core pulsating at the thought of your mouth.  For you are heading down south rapidly. 

The hands grasping at my skin are now holding tightly to my hips.  You graze your teeth roughly against my skin, sucking hard, wet mouth almost biting me, but not quite, fingers digging into my soft skin as you pull me into you at the same time you are moving face first towards my most sensitive pleasure spot.  You only have one goal at this moment, and that is to seek out my heat, my wetness, my throbbing and aching center.  You look thirsty baby.   Come drink from me. 

I have the nectar that serves to keep you loving this flower.  Your breath, warm, rapid and now growing hotter as you draw closer, causes me to inhale and arch my back slightly once again.  I feel my eyes float upward in my head as your tongue makes that first contact with my clit.  There is no foreplay here right now.   None needed at this moment.  Only the direct acquisition of your prize my love.  Take it!  Take it like you like it baby!  This is yours, and you know it!

My hips are bucking wildly as I flow for you. I am now pinching and twisting my own nipples, my whimpers reaching your ears above your own moans.  I suddenly cry out as you suck hard on my button and then draw it between your teeth, rolling it back and forth, then moving up and down using only your teeth, gently, yet still biting.  You have to hold on to me tightly as I am trying to move.

 I have come up on my elbows, almost crying “baby no!”   Your eyes look up into mine and you wink at me, reaching up, you push me backwards, lips and teeth never moving.  My body begins to tremble, and I am perspiring now.  Grabbing your head as I rock and grind against your face.  You groan and ease up, suddenly causing the feeling of spreading fire throughout my body to shift!

 You speak finally, “turn over for me baby girl.”  I move quickly, legs quivering, juices dripping down my thighs and still breathing unsteadily.  And now it’s your turn to begin speaking.  “Bring that ass up here to me!”  You pull me by my hips at the same time I am trying to raise myself on weak legs to rest on my knees.  I pull a pillow from the corner and place it under my stomach, pushed back just enough to keep me raised for you.   I rest forward on my elbows, hands splayed on the floor, nothing to grasp.  I feel the tip of your thick hardness pressing against my slick wet heat almost gently for a moment. I shift restlessly as your hands run over and around my round ass.  You bend over, your hardness coming into me just a little bit as you kiss and lick my back, reaching forward to painfully pinch my nipples.

 I push back onto your length but you sit up, taking hold of my hair tightly. With one hand on my hip you begin slamming into me with thrusts that let me know that you are feeling me, you know how I need this right now, and you deliver as only you can, causing me to scream over and over.  You know that this is yours baby

…and now, while I am having a very quiet orgasm, you put this letter down, realizing what your vertical vision says, because it is positioned to stand out, and yes you see it baby--but you don’t want to miss a word right now.  David…put this letter down, pull your sweatpants down to your knees, touch yourself with one hand, lean back and light a cigarette. And when you are ready, come and do what I know you want to do to me right now.

David…I want you to turn your chair around and watch me….

Coming 1st Quarter of 2010