Thread: No Isn't An Option | Cain&Dini |

He was hanging on her every word, his fingers frozen on the keys as he watched her describe lust to him. He didnt move his head, but he watched her through the reflection of his powered down screen. The things she described, the words she used, all of it seemed to hit him so hard. He wasnt sure if it was how Victoria spoke, the exact words she chose, of the presence of her fingers on his bodybut soon he found himself breathing hard, and furthermore, he felt his heart beating faster, the blood coursing through his veins hard and fast now. A slight gasp slipped past his lips as her fingers across his back and his manhood soon thickening down the side of his pants. And finally, as she crept up beside him, Cain could feel her breaths upon him. Despite being taller, stronger, larger than this woman, he felt so powerless right now. He was scared, he was aroused. Or was it he was scared of how aroused he was? As she leaned over his desk, looking right at him, he tried to maintain his composure. It was no easy task, his lips had to part, allowing him to breathe steadily. His cock was ridged, pressing hard against the fabric of his boxer briefs and his slacks, screaming for release. Never had he felt quite like this. And when he eyes lowered slightly, and he caught a glimpse of his boss nipples poking against the fabric of her dress, his eyes looked up to hers in a bit of panic. Did she notice me looking at her? Luckily for him, she was heading back to her desk now. The last few words were lost to him in the cloud of lust she seemed to descend upon him. He had trouble thinking, let along concentrating. He thought of her, and the man he saw today. What did she do to him? Did she ride him, did she hurt him? Did she make him beg for her pussy? Lydia would never do such a thing. And at that moment, he felt jealous of the man. Jealous that he got to experience such lust and passion when he hadnt. Why shouldnt he get to experience this fulfillment? Cain stood up suddenly, making sure not to turn around fully to her, his erection thankfully slipping up against his abdomen now, only slightly concealed. If youll excuse me! he said, looking around in a panic for the bathroom, quickly leaving the office and turning down the hall. He closed the door behind him and nearly collapsed, his hands on the sink rim as he looked at himself in the mirror. A slight sheen of perspiration on his brow as he turned on the water as quickly as he could, leaning in to take a drink. He stood up and quickly undid he belt, his movements clumsy as he let the metal clasp rink against the sink edge as he pulled his pants down slightly, followed soon after by his boxer briefs. His manhood sprung forth, already glistening with a pearl of precum upon the helm, the latest of many that were now spread across his undergarment and himself. Slowly, he grasped himself at the base, slowly bringing his hand up and then back down. Cain started stroking himself, closing his eyes and imagining Victoria now. All he needed were her words, and as he reminisced at her lusty calls, he found himself throbbing in his hands, his entire length already glistening with his pre. Oh god, he whispered, as his stroking intensified. His other hand gripped the rim of the sink, his knuckles white as he jerked himself harder and harder now. Oh fuck, Miss Cortier, he whispered, closing his eyes as he continued to get himself off in his boss bathroom.