07/10/2023
Thank you all for your messages. Here I continue telling you a little more about my life.
I woke up agitated, excited, wet. I just had such a real erotic dream, I was being penetrated in a way that had never been done before, I felt like my legs were still shaking with pleasure. I still remember how he dominated me, how I moaned uncontrollably, how my vagina lubricated like never before.
I couldn't help but caress myself, I masturbated like never before. I felt my nipples hard, my sex was throbbing, at that moment I wanted to be fucked wildly, to have everything I had just dreamed of done to me. It had only been a few minutes and I couldn't hold back, I let out a long moan and came. The bed was very wet and I was still agitated, I decided to do what I had been thinking about for days, live my pleasure to the fullest.
After that intense orgasm I fell deeply asleep, until 6:15am when the alarm told me that it was time to get ready to go to work. I took a shower and as the water fell I remembered my dream, my fever did not go down. My sex was throbbing, I felt myself getting wet, but I stopped, I had to get ready to go to work. That day I decided to wear a skirt and a shirt that highlighted my breasts, underneath a set of lace lingerie, my favorite perfume and I went to the bank where I work as an executive assistant.
Until that day I had been an employee completely focused on my work, I had never seen any of the men there with other intentions, even though my friends told me that several of them “drooled” over me. They were elegant, handsome men, but I always wanted to stand out as a professional, ethical woman; I didn't want to combine my personal life with work. But that day I felt different, I felt sensual, wanting to hunt prey.
While at my desk, my boss came over to hand me some papers. He is a man about 5 years older than me, in good shape, very elegant and I had always seen him as a respectful man. But on this occasion I realized that he was looking at my cleavage, which showed a little of the lace of my bra and my breasts looked big, well upright. Instead of getting upset I felt a brief excitement, I began to notice that they were actually looking at me. I felt like my nipples were getting hard. What was happening to me? That new sensation was taking over me, I wanted to feel more. During the day I looked for any excuse to get closer to my boss, I tried to put myself in some way in which he could appreciate more of me. I wanted to expose myself, to show off, to be desired. I began to fantasize and although it was only in my mind, I began to observe him as a man, to imagine: what would his penis be like, would he be a good lover, what would excite him? I needed to get out of there, I needed to get home, I needed to caress myself.