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Subject: {Dulcinea} Repost:  Break Time!

Break Time
by Dulcinea

She had watched him all evening, slaving over the computer, his brow
knotted as he focused on the task at hand.  Frustration filled his
features, and she could feel his tension from across the room.  She
wanted to help him, ease some of his tensions.

"Why don't you take a little break?"  she whispered in his ear, her
fingers massaging his tense shoulders.  She nibbled on his ear, letting
her hands roam down the front of his shirt.

"I have to take care of this, honey," he said.

"Mmmm..."  She spun his chair around, wriggling into his lap.  Running
her fingers into his hair, she kissed him, deeply, passionately.  "You
have to take care of me, first, honey," she replied.

She could feel his smile as they kissed, and she brought his hand up
under her blouse, placing it on her breast.  He needed no further
encouragement; his fingers teasing her nipple, making it stiff under his
attention.  She could feel his hardness against her hip, and she wiggled
her hips enough to rub against him, making him moan.

With an impish grin, she stood up and stepped out of his reach, her
fingers unbuttoning her blouse, slowly gyrating her hips, doing a quiet
strip tease.  The blouse slid off one shoulder, then the other, and she
turned her back to him, letting the blouse slide off her body to the
floor.  Hooking her fingers into her waistband, she rolled her shorts
off her hips, stepping out of them and kicking them across the room.

He whistled, clapping enthusiastically.  Dropping to her knees, she
unzipped his slacks, removing his hard penis and sliding her tongue all
over it.  She didn't need to hear his happy groaning to know how much he
was enjoying it.  His fingers twined into her hair, stroking her gently.

After a few minutes, she stood up, her smile contagious.  "Like that?"
she asked, not needing an answer.  Sliding out of her underwear, she
stepped up close to him, lowering her body down on his hardness.

Their bodies moved together, hands moving across the others body, mouths
locked in a kiss.  He felt her body tense, her back arch, and he pulled
her close, holding her twisting body against him as she convulsed
thorough her orgasm.  Though he tried to hold out, he couldn't, shooting
deep inside her before she'd calmed down.

They sat together a moment more, bodies spent, just delighting in the
touch of the other.  "Feel better?" she asked.  He nodded.

"Good."  She stood up, stepping away from and collecting her clothes.
"Now get back to work."  He smiled, and watched her walk naked from the
room.
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