I watched Carly as she lay asleep next to me. The sheets were bunched up around her midsection showing her belly button. Carly had the silkiest, peach colored skin, with long curly brown hair that sprawled over her perfect sized apple shaped breast. At the sight of her nakedness I became aroused.

I could still smell the scent of her perfume stuck to my pores from our roll in the sheets last night. I watched the rise and fall of her chest. I reached out to touch the tip of her round nipple and squeezed lightly, and then grabbing a palm full I massaged her breast. She began to stir.

“Yes, Cherry. What is it now?” She smiled so lightly up at me her eyes gleaming with excitement and fatigue in her voice.

I said nothing, just stared deep into her dark brown eyes. By the way her pupils dilated I could tell she was waiting, ready again. I slid my hands down her chest, still looking into her eyes. I watched as the ends of her lashes squeezed together.

“What are you thinking?” I said to her.

“Your touch, the feel of your fingers enjoying me, loving my body.” She said, wiggling underneath my touch.

“Do you like that?” I said to her each syllable rolled off my tongue full of lust. She said nothing back as again she closed her eyes tightly anticipating my touch. I leaned in and kissed her neck softly. I could feel her heartbeat start to race under the tips of my fingers.

“Cherry, she whispered.”Plea…” I put my finger against her lip. Don’t say it. She stuck her tongue out and gently nibbled on my finger tip.

Moans took over the hushed words that tried to part from my lips. Carly, I whispered into her ear, “I’ve wanted you a long time now.”

I flipped her over and guided my tongue down from her navel to her thigh. I cupped my hands around her fluffy ass and lifted her to my hot tongue. I savored Carly’s juices. She tasted of strawberry shortcakes the scent of her playful perfume. “Umm…You smell so good.” I whispered.

Carly started panting. I thought about the times she pranced around the office teasing me with those long legs and short skirts. Her chest rose and fell with every lick and brush of my tongue. I felt down between her legs and her clit begin to swell to my touch. I played around the outsides of her slit.

I left a trail of sweet kisses from the nape of her neck down to her belly button. Not missing out on the sides of her chocolate silhouette and then reaching for kisses between her thighs. Brushing my face across her vagina, taking in the mixed scents of perfume and cunt, back and forth, a scent I tried to keep locked it away to the inner depths of my mind, storing it for later use.

Carly began to shiver. She grabbed a hold of my hair and wrapped it around her hand. Twice. She took a hold of my head and raised her hips slowly rocking into my mouth as I latched my lips around her pleasure spot.

I felt it. Her pussy started contracting. Her pants where getting heavier. She grinded her twat against my tongue, her thighs trembling from holding her own weight. Her skin, glossy from beads of sweat starting to form on her breasts and stomach.

I slipped a finger deep inside my own wet pussy and circled and played with my g-spot getting as much pleasure from Carly’s tugs of my hair, and trembling thighs as I can. Her thrusts back and forth, rocks and grinds into my tongue had my pussy throbbing. Her cum slowly leaking from her vagina leaving the taste of pussy in my mouth had my chest heaving.

“Yes!” Carly said. Yes, Yes. Again and again she cried. Her kitty tightened around the thickness of my tongue. I licked the curve inside of her walls, tickling her g-spot. On the side of my bed I reached for my strap. He was red, long, and hard. I strapped the harness around my waist securing him so I can flip Carly over and fuck her pussy hard.

Carly had already turned over to her stomach, her ass sticking up far in the sky and her slit open to my face. I licked her one more time to make her pussy wet. I poured some baby oil on my strap and climbed on top of the bed. I straddled Carly and slowly guided my dildo inside of her. Stroking her insides gently, making her whimper.

I picked up the pace slamming my dildo inside of her wet pussy. Carly’s ass bounced back against it leaving streams of cream on his red surface. I grabbed a hold of her hips and brought her back on my strap as far as she could go. She squealed with excitement as my strap caressed her. Back and forth, in and out we found our rhythm.

I pushed into her one more time and the door opened to my office. Carly walked in wearing a black pant suit that fit the curves of her body with a red rose pinned on her bosom. Her long brown hair wrapped in a neat bun.

She stood tall in front of my desk in her green Steve Madden pumps.

“Here Cherry, She handed me a file folder. “I finished the assignments for you, I’m leaving now.”

“Thanks, Carly.” I said. “Have a good night.” And out she walked.