foxy lady

I might have
mentioned that this was a trying week, I was under pressure to meet a deadline,
and ended up not jogging all week. I met "Steve" my "editor" for sundowners on Wednesday evening to
hand over my portfolio. Steven and I have been friends for a long time; I trusthim, even though he is my "boss" and know that he will forgive me if I just run off. See I plan to cum tonight in the bathroom while I'm with Steve. I
need to cum! I need that.... release or I am going to go insane. Don't judge me!! It's been a really hard week! I need this.

I getdressed and I hop into my car and off I go! Stressed and excited by the time I get there,I step into the restaurant. I spot Steven wave at me but run off to the bathroom, slam the stall and yank down my panty. I take benwa balls and push them up inside of me, switch my wivibe on, part my pussy lips slip it in, instantly feel the
vibration resonate to the balls. It feels amazing and I know this is just going
to be an orgasmic night. But mostly I know my arousal descends from the anonymity of the situation.
I join Steve by the window and we sat down and order drinks. We talked shop a bit, after he accepted my
entries I was relieved and that allows me to really shift my focus. The hammering balls and ripple against my clit. It becomes increasingly hard to follow the conversation. My responses are vague and idiotic. And I lose my words
and spontaneously wiggling in my seat. TOO much, I shouldn't have done this. I should have just ...
I try and push the wevibe out but the clutching and releasing of my pussy just enhances the intensity of the vibrations. The wevibe doesn't move. I feel foolish and for thinking this would be cute. Right now I wish I was anywhere but here so I could scream and curl and arch and just oh Gwad just let me cum please. The bathroom- run now...before I re-enact the table scenefrom the movie When harry met Sally. I grind my teeth and crouch up ready to leave the table -Oh gwad I hope I will be able towalk gracefully away from this table? - I just lifted my bum a little bit, womb
spasms and I sit down again. My body numb, a recognisable sign, I know this means I so close to orgasm. Too close to go to the bathroom. I looked down at my hands in front of me, not saying a word.Steve realising that I am in distress, takes my hands and with tender concern asked if what is wrong- do I feel sick?. I looked at him
not being able to speak holding on to that orgasm, fighting it backI astonished by myown self-control. NEVER BEFORE DID I have this much restraint!
Eventually I knew I'm going to scream and probably turn the table upside down. So turned to him and
said-I'm being kinky and it not working out, like I planned. He was frowning
and edged closer to me with more concern. No words could describe the incredulous
expression on his face when the penny dropped.
I was soooo embarrassed. Coming to my aid, he told me can you go to the
bathroom- trying to coax me up. I shake my head and this time I was too late-I was a marionette and my control of the strings and the vibration, the scissors that snip one at a time.....I bit my lip and
said "too close, can't" I grasped his tie, buried my face in his shoulder and came!! Only everyone saw me. I no longer cared, I just wanted the pleasure of this to last forever ! I felt spasm increase on spasm. I felt the suppressed scream building in me and with all my self-control I open my mouth and instead of screaming, I bit
him. Hard. On the collarbone. He swore, but he put his arms around me and let me calm down. He was so sweet -almost protective sheltering me from other to see I must have had my head on his shoulder for a few min when I got back to myself I told him I would be right back and he handed my handkerchief I realised I had tears running down my face. So now I feel even worse. I finally got up on shaky legs and walked to the bathroom, took them out, dumped in my bag, cried
some more , splashed water on my face. I calmed myself down. Gathering my things,
I took a deep breath left, and walked straight out the front door without
looking left or right, into my car and drove home.