Chapter 15

We barged through his office door, and Arty laid me on his immaculately clean desk. He pulled my trackie daks down, leaving me in my plain yellow panties, then he unzipped my jacket, pushed it off me, and pulled my polo top over my head. I lay on his desk in my unflattering matching bra and pantie set.

Arty stood, and all he did was look at me. Up and down, up and down. “Is there something wrong?” I asked tentatively.

It was a long time before he answered, as he kept looking at me, and I’m sure I could see the lust in his eyes, never mind the bulge growing in his pants. “Caitlyn, you are a vision of beauty and a hell of a gorgeous, sexy chick. I can’t stop looking at you. You look absolutely ravishing. You look so sexy in your panties and bra.”

“But these are just a cheap set, nothing like the sexy ones I have packed for later.”

“I don’t care. I love looking at you like this.”

I placed my arms above my head, raising my chest, emphasising my 36c boobs. Arty walked around his desk, slowly running the back of his hand down the side of my body, caressing my face when he reached my head, doing the same when he walked down the other side. He placed his hands on the side of my face, then slowly and lightly ran them down my body, rubbing my pubic mound as he moved his hands to my inner thighs.

I opened my legs, and Arty gently stroked my inner thigh. “Mmmm, so good, so nice,” I moaned. Arty moved his hands back to my boobs and gently squeezed and caressed them before he bent down to kiss me passionately. I placed my arms around his neck, and our lips locked together, the tips of our tongues tingled as we lightly wiggled them over each other, and then it was back to more heated kissing, trying to ram our tongues down each other’s throats. Our passion rose until Arty broke the kiss, placed his hands under my back, and unfastened my bra clasp.

I held my arms up so Arty could remove my bra. He slid the straps off my shoulders and threw it to the floor. His hands were warm as he massaged and squeezed my boobs. My nipples were hard and stood out like two cherries on top of an ice cream cone. Arty dropped his head and licked my right nipple. His left hand went down to rub my pussy through my wet panties. His licking soon turned into sucking my hardened nipple into his mouth, gently holding it between his teeth, lashing and teasing it with his tongue. “Mmmm, I love what you are doing to me.”

Arty’s breathing became deeper as he became more excited, and then he switched to my left boob and sucked it into his mouth. He took his left hand off my pussy and groped my right breast, as his right slipped beneath the waistband of my panties, and ran his fingers through my engorged labia. Again, he held my nipple between his teeth and lashed it with his tongue as he slipped one finger into me, making me gasp. He quickly added a second finger, stretching me as he opened his fingers wide, forming a V shape inside my pussy.