I just couldn't seem to keep things straight in my mind...my obvious attraction to you?? It had seemed to me that it was the other way around but there was no denying that I did find myself melting under your gaze. I couldn’t make sense of any of it my mind. There was no time to dwell on it though as you rapidly fired off a memo that had my head reeling trying to keep up.

The coffee was a welcome relief until I realized that I would not be able to go to the washroom. I grew uncomfortable, as I had to go to the washroom, and the more I thought about it, the hotter I grew between my legs. I sat still, with my legs crossed, until we landed at a private airport and were whisked away in a limo.

As much as I wanted to, I could not seem to enjoy it, as the thought of finding a washroom was forefront in my mind. We pulled up to a beautiful mansion estate that took my breath away and, momentarily at least; my mind was distracted from the urge to expel the coffee and the burning heat between my legs.

You directed me to a room and relieved to finally be alone for a moment, I quickly tossed my useless suitcase aside and entered the washroom. When I had thankfully relieved myself, I went back to the bedroom to dig out my makeup. I approached an antique vanity table and displayed my toiletries. I pulled out the stool and sat down, reaching for my face powder.

As I leaned forward, I caught my own reflection in the mirror and I gasped. My face was flushed with a becoming blush and my hair had become tousled with the fall in the plane. Once more the heat between my legs made itself known as the thought flashed through my head that I looked like I had just climbed out of bed after a marathon sex session. The heat grew into a licking fire, and my breathing increased as I reapplied my make up, going a little heavier than normal, partly because I was feeling absolutely wanton and partly because that is what I considered normal for an evening meeting.

I quickly looked around and then smiled at my reflection in the mirror, pleased with what I saw. I stood and then realizing that I didn't know where we were meeting the client, I decided I would wait here until you came to get me. I smoothed the skirt of the dress I had put on, on the plane and sat on the edge of the bed to wait.

As I waited, I replayed the entire trip so far in my mind and as I ran over the part where you had greedily run your eyes over me, I experienced a stab of desire that shot right through my entire body and ended with an agonizing throb in my pussy. I couldn't help myself, I laid back on the bed and slipped my hand into my lace thong and slowly ran my finger over my soaking wet pussy and my clit, which was begging for attention.

I sighed deeply as I set into the rhythm that I knew so well...

I didn't even hear the door open as you came in and I was shocked out of my sensual daydream when I heard your voice demanding to know what was taking me so long! I jumped and ripped my hand from my needy pussy, groaning audibly but unknown to me, as I sat up. My face flushed a deep crimson and I quickly stood and walked over to your side, not saying a word. What could I say? There was no way to explain it. I stood there, shaking with fear of reprisal and embarrassed to my very core.