My heart was fluttering against my rib cage as I settled myself into my desk chair again. My (slightly damp, admittedly) panties were tucked into a corner of my purse, and the thong was securely in place. The soft foam rubber molded itself to my clit, feeling like a lover’s mouth. It was driving me crazy.

I couldn’t begin to imagine what it would feel like when you turned the device on. Already it felt like the sweetest torture, like a pair of lips softly surrounding my clit, but not moving, maddening me and making me want to squirm and rub the thing deeper into my pussy. I could feel the wetness between my thighs and it was all I could do to concentrate on my morning e-mail.

I heard voices in the hallway outside my cubicle. Suddenly, the device between my legs began to vibrate lightly. I gasped as it rubbed over my already sensitized clit. It felt like a tongue flicking over and over, in a steady regular pattern that was just enough to drive me out of my mind but not enough to actually take me over the edge. I could actually feel the blood in my body coming to beat heavily between my thighs as the soft foam mouth vibrated my clit.

As suddenly as the sensations had started, they stopped. I turned around to see you poking your head inside my cubicle with a devilish grin. My nipples lifted in my lace bra as that smile worked its way through my body and down to the slick wetness that your gift had created.

You stepped into my cubicle. “So how are things?” you said with a slightly raised voice. I took that to mean that the co-workers you’d been speaking to were still outside my cubicle, and would overhear our conversation.

I turned my back to you and looked at my screen. I couldn’t look at you while you held the remote control to the device that had stolen my ability to think and breathe… I couldn’t watch you, because I’d be wondering when you’d turn it on again. “I’m fine, how are you?”

Amazing, that we could have this normal conversation while the juices from my pussy made my inner thighs slick with heat.

As you replied with something noncommittal, I could hear your co-workers moving down the hallway, away from us. Still, I didn’t turn around. I did’t know if I could trust myself.

You came up very close behind me – I could feel your heat behind my head. You murmured wickedly, “You know, that thing has three speeds – light, medium, and heavy.”

Information aimed at driving me out of my mind. Good God, what speed had that been?

You chuckled wickedly as if reading my thoughts. “That was light. Two more speeds to go.”

I nearly moaned aloud at the thought. You must have seen my face because you chose that moment to turn the mini-vibrator on again, at the slowest setting once again. My clit was caressed by the soft foam lips, rubbing softly over me, driving me crazy.

I pushed my head back against you. I could feel your erection. You were so hard, so hot behind my head. Too nervous to do anything more, too aroused to do anything less, I took my revenge the only way I could, by rubbing my head against your cock. I heard you gasp and pull away slightly, but not before you pushed your cock hard against me for one quick moment.

You chuckled again and bent to whisper in my ear. “Now remember, no cheating today…. no sneaking into the bathroom and rubbing yourself. I don’t want you to have that orgasm until I decide you’re ready.”

I whimpered.

“Promise me.”

I nodded.

This was going to be the longest day of my life.

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