Erotic Story: Monday morning

With a sigh, I open my laptop. It’s Monday morning, not the best morning of the week if you ask me, and I have a meeting in ten minutes that I wish I didn’t have.

The weekend was busy with birthday parties and other appointments, so I’ve barely had time to prepare.

‘It’ll be okay, honey,’ Lex says as he plants a kiss on my forehead. ‘Can I do anything for you?’ I shake my head sighing. ‘No, thanks babe. I just have to get through it.’

‘Well, you look really good.’ He winks at me as he walks towards the kitchen, leaving me at the dining table. ‘Will you go get dressed?’, I ask, pointing to his boxers.

‘Why? ‘I don’t have to be on screen.’ He looks at me teasingly and shakes his buttocks.

He should know by now that I’m mainly into his front. Not that he doesn’t have a nice butt, the best there is, if you ask me, but what he has hanging between his legs is what makes my heart beat faster. Not just my heart, by the way, but also that most sensitive spot, down there.

I laugh with a sigh and manage to keep myself from reaching out and touching his ass. I have to focus now. I don’t have time for jokes anymore. With difficulty, I manage to focus on the screen again and I log in. Eight minutes to go. 

‘Boring, really, I would have preferred to do something else with you this Monday morning.’

I look at him bored, “What do you think about me?” ‘I’m so not looking forward to this.’

He stands close to me in his boxers and for a second it seems like he’s going to press his lower body closer to me.  ‘Lex…,’ I manage to say with a sigh. 

‘What is it? Am I disturbing you?’ He stands still, winks and then looks down at the growing bulge in his boxers. Shit, how can I keep my hands off there? Focus, Nikita. Focus. 

My eyes automatically roam over his boxers. 

‘Would it be a problem if you join a little late? So you can play with it first.’ For some inexplicable reason he laughs very loudly at his own joke. Louder than necessary anyway.

‘You know I can’t do that, so stop teasing.’ I give him a playful slap on his thigh and he steps back, startled.

‘You’re tough!’ Disappointed, he walks back to the kitchen, takes some fruit from the bowl and a large glass of water. As he passes me, he runs his fingertip over my shoulder and my insides start to shiver.

Again, I encourage myself, five minutes. Everything’s set. What else could go wrong?

Lex sits across from me at the dining table and keeps looking at me. 

‘This could have been you, you know?!’, he says smiling as he licks a peach. ‘There, right between your buttocks.’

I playfully give him a gentle kick under the table. 

‘Don’t act like you don’t like it.’

‘I didn’t say that,’ I wink.

He enthusiastically bites the peach and eats it down to the kernel. Meanwhile, my mind has gone overboard so much that it barely concentrates on the upcoming meeting anymore. Who in their right mind would schedule a meeting on Monday morning? Shouldn’t we all take some time to wake up properly first? The only advantage to this situation is that I can join the meeting in my sweatpants.

I curiously look over the edge of my laptop at Lex. He’s scrolling through his phone and occasionally looks up at me with a mischievous gleam in his eye. If I didn’t know any better, I’d almost think he’s up to something. Two more minutes. 

‘What are you doing?’

‘Oh, nothing special. I’m just googling to see whether it would hurt if I put this banana in your pussy.’ I almost choke on the small sip of water I just took. ‘Stop it!’, I grin. 

He looks at me questioningly, as if it’s not at all strange to be looking that up. 

‘You really have to be quiet when the meeting starts.’ I give him a stern look. 

‘I wonder if you can be quiet too.’

Again, I give him a playful kick under the table. ‘I mean it.’

‘I just didn’t hear you say that you don’t want it.’

The ringing sound of an incoming video call echoes through the kitchen, and I give him another stern look and then accept the call. Four of my colleagues, my manager included, appear on screen and I immediately wonder how many of them are also in sweatpants. 

Across from me, I see how Lex takes the banana half out of its peel and then looks at me mischievously. How can I concentrate with this man around? I force myself to look down at the screen, but as soon as I look up again, Lex is nowhere in sight. 

I look around nervously. Then I feel his fingertips running up my leg under the table. As soon as they reach the edge of my pants, he curls his fingers around the edge and starts tugging it playfully. Out of habit, I lift my butt a little to give him room. Why? Why am I going along with this?

The edge of my sweatpants roughly slides over my butt and a cold shiver runs through my body as soon as my bare skin hits the seat. I hear Lex chuckling softly under the table. He knows that he’s got me right where he wants me. 

He pushes my legs further apart. My gaze is focused on the screen and I do my best to keep my facial expression as neutral as possible, but my body is on fire. I feel him spreading some spit through my labia with his fingers. His touch makes me really horny and the fact that I can’t show it only makes it more fun. 

I should have known, there it goes, the tip of the banana. I automatically bring my butt closer to the edge of my chair and sink down a little. In the meeting, plans for this week and last week’s figures are discussed and some new ideas are put on the table. The only thing I’ve done so far is keep a straight face and occasionally agree at the right time.

What else can I do when a banana is being eaten from my pussy? I’m starting to move my pelvis back and forth and do my best to relax. Which is impossible. 

When he gets to the last piece of banana and sucks it out of me, I don’t know how to hold myself. He lets his tongue fiercely do all the work. My fingertips curl around the edge of the table as I break out into a sweat.

This situation is impossible. My insides are starting to tingle, my toes seem to curl automatically and with the utmost concentration I manage to suppress a moan. My body is screaming, almost exploding.

Then comes the heat, that blissful all-consuming heat. I keep my eyes open and try to hide the fact that my body is starting to convulse violently. While I’m looking into my manager’s eyes, an orgasm washes through me like intense waves.

The meeting is concluded. A message appears on my phone asking if I had the sound off since nobody heard me. That at least gives me some peace.

I sigh loudly as soon as my screen goes black and I close my laptop. ‘Lex!’, I call out semi-annoyed through the room. With a broad smile, he emerges from under the table with a broad smile. ‘What? Was that annoying to you?’

I playfully nudge his arm. ‘That was out of line.’ He grabs my hand, pushes my chair away from the table and lifts me onto it. ‘Let’s see what else is out of line.’

I curl my legs around his waist and surrender. Let’s start Monday morning slowly.