Then one day lunch changed. We spoke the night before and he told me to wear a skirt. He drove around before he picked me up and found a place we could park. I was anxious, I felt like a kid in high school (kind of ironic since we went to homecoming together over 20 yrs ago) he made me relax and we enjoyed each other.... a lot. This was before the talk, sure I hinted at what I wanted and I think he knew but no real talk yet.
Now on days when we get lunch. I am always excited, aroused and I can't concentrate, work is hard. Then it happened, the email. I will be there soon but until I get there I want you to discreetly rub yourself under the desk and I want to taste it on your fingers as soon as you get in the car. I panic, seriously, I'm in a cube, this is going to be tough but the thought of not listening never even once crossed my mind. I respond to let him know I'm obeying. No immediate response then "slowly move your fingers in a twirling motion and go deeper. OK, at least its lunch time and not too many people are at their desk but it's getting tough. Eventually I email back (typing with one hand) When are coming? Don't ask me again I'll be there when I get there. I was stunned and I waited for what felt like an eternity and it was, 64 minutes to be exact. The email Here. I immediately walk out of the building and get it in the car, he asks for my hand and slowly sucks on my fingers and we start to drive to our spot.
Get in the back he tells me and I quickly scramble over the seat and we play but he's different. He's rough, he's grabbing my hair and shoving himself in my mouth and I'm gagging and he's telling me to take more and it's well its just bliss. Eventually we settle down and I'm laying with my head in his lap and I know I have to go to work soon but not before he takes my underwear and tells me to enjoy the rest of my day.