the water teasingly swirl between her round thighs. She opened and closed her legs, enjoying the feeling of her slippery flesh rubbing together, further awakening her desire.
She traced a foamy path from her tits and down her torso, every so gently touching and tickling her own skin. She felt the hairs on her body stand up and her nipples harden, sending a pulse through her core, she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. She needed to cum and finally get some release.
Her hips were bucking quickly against the water, feeling the torturously soft graze of the waves she was creating against her now swollen and aching clit. She ran her hands down the insides of her thighs and rubbed one finger against her lower lips. She could feel wetness emerging from her slit, it felt slightly thicker and smoother than even the soapy water surrounding her. She opened her pussy lips and rubbed her nub gently, teasingly. The aching inside of her dulled slightly and a moan escaped her lips. Her breathing was hurried, she felt her climax coming fast and strong.
She kept one hand working her clit, drawing circles around the slippery nub, every once in a while slipping a finger into her tight, yearning channel. With the other hand, she pinched her nipples, sending shockwaves down to her already overstimulated twat.
“Oooohhhh, yessssss!” She gasped as she felt wave after wave of pleasure and release course through her entire being. Her body jerked under the water, an uncontrollable side effect from the intense buildup of arousal. Water splashed against her body and the sides of the tub, creating a soundtrack for her orgasm along with moans escaping her mouth. Her body stilled, and her breathing slowed. She could feel her heart beating quickly in her chest. She watched her breasts rise and fall with every breath and felt a wonderfully tingly sensation encompass her from head to toe, relaxing her body and mind.
She reached for her wine glass, both surprised and glad that she didn’t inadvertently knock it off the edge of the tub during her orgasm, and gulped it down.
The next day Amanda awoke refreshed, energized even. She sang along to her favorite songs on the radio as she got ready for the day. She was feeling a little sexy, so she chose to wear a red dress with a black cardigan. It hugged her curves in all the right places, making her feel confident and sexy, while still being considered work appropriate. She swept her chocolate brown hair up into a loose bun and secured it with a hair pin. For the final touch, she fastened a simple pendant necklace around her neck. She enjoyed how it dangled close to her slightly exposed cleavage.
When she walked into the office, she heard excited whispers and saw her coworkers milling around the front desk. Something exciting must be going on today, she thought and rushed up to hear the gossip.
“Amanda, have you heard the news?” Her work BFF, Sarah, asked. “Mark McKenzie is coming in today to discuss a potential donation. A HUGE donation!”
“THE Mark McKenzie? You have got to be kidding!” Amanda was ecstatic. Mark McKenzie was the richest man ever known to have grown up in Riverwood, North Dakota. He founded several successful biotech companies, making him a billionaire by the time he was 35. He frequently supported and donated to several charities in the local Riverwood area, but remain reclusive and somehow managed to stay out of the media spotlight.
“Yep! And guess who is scheduled to meet with him today? Only the best donation account manager here, Amanda Burns!” Sarah’s smiled, her eyes as excited as could be for her friend.
Amanda’s eyes widened. “Me?” she questioned. “Oh god, no pressure here!” She felt her shoulders start to tense up again. I have to schmooze this guy and convince him to give us a sizable chunk of money, I can do this, she thought, trying to convince
She traced a foamy path from her tits and down her torso, every so gently touching and tickling her own skin. She felt the hairs on her body stand up and her nipples harden, sending a pulse through her core, she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. She needed to cum and finally get some release.
Her hips were bucking quickly against the water, feeling the torturously soft graze of the waves she was creating against her now swollen and aching clit. She ran her hands down the insides of her thighs and rubbed one finger against her lower lips. She could feel wetness emerging from her slit, it felt slightly thicker and smoother than even the soapy water surrounding her. She opened her pussy lips and rubbed her nub gently, teasingly. The aching inside of her dulled slightly and a moan escaped her lips. Her breathing was hurried, she felt her climax coming fast and strong.
She kept one hand working her clit, drawing circles around the slippery nub, every once in a while slipping a finger into her tight, yearning channel. With the other hand, she pinched her nipples, sending shockwaves down to her already overstimulated twat.
“Oooohhhh, yessssss!” She gasped as she felt wave after wave of pleasure and release course through her entire being. Her body jerked under the water, an uncontrollable side effect from the intense buildup of arousal. Water splashed against her body and the sides of the tub, creating a soundtrack for her orgasm along with moans escaping her mouth. Her body stilled, and her breathing slowed. She could feel her heart beating quickly in her chest. She watched her breasts rise and fall with every breath and felt a wonderfully tingly sensation encompass her from head to toe, relaxing her body and mind.
She reached for her wine glass, both surprised and glad that she didn’t inadvertently knock it off the edge of the tub during her orgasm, and gulped it down.
The next day Amanda awoke refreshed, energized even. She sang along to her favorite songs on the radio as she got ready for the day. She was feeling a little sexy, so she chose to wear a red dress with a black cardigan. It hugged her curves in all the right places, making her feel confident and sexy, while still being considered work appropriate. She swept her chocolate brown hair up into a loose bun and secured it with a hair pin. For the final touch, she fastened a simple pendant necklace around her neck. She enjoyed how it dangled close to her slightly exposed cleavage.
When she walked into the office, she heard excited whispers and saw her coworkers milling around the front desk. Something exciting must be going on today, she thought and rushed up to hear the gossip.
“Amanda, have you heard the news?” Her work BFF, Sarah, asked. “Mark McKenzie is coming in today to discuss a potential donation. A HUGE donation!”
“THE Mark McKenzie? You have got to be kidding!” Amanda was ecstatic. Mark McKenzie was the richest man ever known to have grown up in Riverwood, North Dakota. He founded several successful biotech companies, making him a billionaire by the time he was 35. He frequently supported and donated to several charities in the local Riverwood area, but remain reclusive and somehow managed to stay out of the media spotlight.
“Yep! And guess who is scheduled to meet with him today? Only the best donation account manager here, Amanda Burns!” Sarah’s smiled, her eyes as excited as could be for her friend.
Amanda’s eyes widened. “Me?” she questioned. “Oh god, no pressure here!” She felt her shoulders start to tense up again. I have to schmooze this guy and convince him to give us a sizable chunk of money, I can do this, she thought, trying to convince
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