For the love of... sex

Love. such a simple construct when you only say the word out loud, but to really conceptualize it- it's a whole vibe. I haven't had love before, not from anyone that wasn't family and my close handful of friends, I one of those girls who really enjoys sex. I'm the stay in the shower for a whole hour and freshen up-go to the bar and take you home type of gal, not the have a hug on the couch while watching Turner Classic Movies that turns into sex gal. Let me briefly give you some back story on who I am, I said briefly because let's be honest- I know you are here for the sex. I am an executive assistant at a large Fortune 500 company and I live in Chicago. The windy fucking city is my home, but I am originally from Portland, OR. I needed to get the fuck outta there- I was nothing but sexually repressed and awkward out there. Also rain. All the time with the rain. I'm Black and my curls did NOT appreciate this weather, bruh... Anywho, back to my mini introduction. I go to work every day and provide business and project management, helping the boss man to stay organized with all his meetings and manage certain projects as well on his behalf. I am a workaholic and I love the lifestyle of working all day and playing all night. I never really wanted those things that most women want- white picket fence, ring on that finger, and like 2.5 children (what the fuck is two and a HALF children anyway). I want my condo, my fur babies, my friends, work, work, work and, sex.

Fast forward to the new cafe on the corner opening up and having new coffee specials as part of the grand opening enticement. I bite, since I am always up for a good cup of joe, also they closed my favorite place a couple blocks up on my way to work (fucking COVID) so I also need a new place to go. I am dressed for work in my black dress with a black, white, and grey scarf. I decided that today was the day to break in my red bottom stilettos, they are a white/creme color with red, blue, and orange flames on it. They are new and I couldn't help but to show them off- I look damn good in stilettos, they compliment how great my ass is. I walk out of my condo building winking at the doorman, Steven, who very much enjoys watching me walk in and out of the building and I enjoy watching him lift heavy objects. There's something about back muscles flexing that makes me bite the side of my lip... I say my goodbyes to him and head on over to the cafe. I walk over to it and giggle knowing I would like the place already because I could smell the coffee brewing from outside the place, Joe's Drip. Continuing to be in my own fantasy world walking inside I smell the strong scent of coffee and the background scent of butter and sugar, which means pastries! I inhale deeply and walk straight into a gentleman who spills his coffee all over the floor. "WATCH IT! These shoes are more expensive than your-". Oh, My. Word. I immediately stop what I was saying when I looked up at the gorgeous creature in front of me. He was tall and had a dark milky brown complexion. He was clearly an employee here since he had flour on his face. His hair was curly and his eyes were hazel. He had very strong manly hands that were attached to large arms, appearing to be good for picking up large heavy items and carrying them around. The way his shirt fit on his body was clear that he worked out and I wasn't mad at it. He smiled at me and apologized for being clumsy and took my hand to guide me away from the spilled coffee. I am pretty sure I drooled a little from both my mouth and my vagina. I finally snapped out of my trance and lowered my heart rate and was able to make my latte and croissant order. He introduced himself as Bash, short for Sebastian.

"Hi, I am Charlie, short for Charleez. I am so sorry for my outburst when we collided!"

"No worries, someone as beautiful as you, I am not sure how I didn't notice you there."

"Thank you. I will try to be nicer tomorrow, don't want to end up on Santa's naughty list. On my best behavior."

"I enjoy a bit naughty every now and then, keeps everything from being boring. I will keep an eye out for you this time around."

"I look forward to it"

I step out of the cafe trying to keep my cool but on the inside, there is an inferno that I have not felt so strongly. It is now my mission to climb that tree as soon as appropriate. Now to make Tuesday morning worth everyone's while. I arrive at work, still grinning, and prepare to work on this week's new PR marketing project. My coworker, Amanda, knows that I don't smile ever so she inquires if that means I had wild sex over the weekend or if I somehow got enough sleep the night before.

"Nope, no sex for me this weekend. Too busy finalizing the project from last week over a glass, or two, of wine and a bowl of popcorn. But the week is still young and happy hour is still possible at the local beer garden!"

"I hear that girl- I will make sure we are out of here on time so that we can get that cosmo and Manhattan by 5p!"

We all sit down and wait for the client to walk in for this week's project. The company is a wine company looking to boost their views on social media and also increase their wine sales even a year into this pandemic. The client walks in, he is nice enough to the staff and talks about his product, and is even nice enough to bring a few of them in for us to taste. I am a white wine gal so I took the bottle of pinot grigio to drink at home while working on this project. He continues to talk about something related to the grapes when I look up to see his assistant in the back corner of the room. She has soft features and her makeup is on point without being too extra. Her hair is long and a dark chocolate brown color to match the Dolce and Gabbana bag that she is wearing. Her dress is form-fitting and shows all her curves, which I am now dreaming about. Here comes that lip-biting action. Sorry, I forgot to mention- I'm bi. I feel that that context is helpful for you to know. No, I'm not curious- I am full-on fucks men and women bi. I kissed a girl and I liked it, and then I kissed a boy. Don't argue with me on your LGBTQ "knowledge", go argue with yah mama. Anyway, as I am fantasizing about the drunken things I would do to this woman, she glances at me and has a slight smirk on her face, as if she has caught me and sees what is going on in my head and approves of it. Her smirk turns into a smile and I see her left eyebrow raise and I respond quickly with a devilish grin. Trap set, maybe I will get lucky tonight. The presentation finishes and we resume working on the various aspects of the project, starting with the social media presence. Just like that, it's 4:30p.

Amanda heads out to grab us one of the few outdoor tables near the fire so we can enjoy happy hour, I promise to meet her there shortly. Now's my chance and I walk over to the drop-dead gorgeous assistant and ask her if she would like to come out with us for happy hour. She agrees and we start to gather our things to head over. I learn that she is new to the area, only living here for a few months after moving from Ohio. Her name is Bianca and she is fresh out of grad school. She is an assistant but she is looking to move up the business ladder within this company. I feel her eyes looking at me up and down and I know that this prey is almost secured in the trap. I know I got it.

We head to the spot for happy hour and my mind wanders over to the cafe moments and how extra FINE like WINE Bash is. But I plan to conquer that mountain later one... ;-) Amanda snaps me out of my trance by yelling my name and waving us over to the table. We are seated and order drinks- let the games begin.

Bianca and I arrive at her place and we are aggressively pushing each other against the walls of the apartment, but I have a dominant personality so, I will be running this show. I quickly lift her up onto her dining room table and we continue to kiss hard as I have her hands run through her long locs. I quickly wrap her hair around my hand and pull so that her head goes back and her neck is exposed and immediately go to gently kiss it and brush my very well placed eyelash extensions against it. Foreplay is important to me because part of the game is the build up. I worked my way down her chest and peel her shirt off her body to see her red wine colored lace bra. She moves her hands down the sides of her neck and over her chest and takes her bra off slowly and in such a way that the devilish smile on her face turned me on even more. I move to her stomach and kiss to her belly button and the outer edges of her body while she squirms and moans, begging for more with just that noise. I lift her body up to slide her skirt off and she has boy short lace panties that match her bra attached to the garter that shows the black tights that cover the smooth freckle covered skin on her legs. We decide to keep the heels on us both. I have removed my clothes by now- I am not a fan of anyone removing them, remember I am the dominant one. She is so gorgeous and sprawled out on her dining room table and she is so... open... I begin kissing her thighs from her knee inward and just as I reached her sweet spot I stopped and got up. She is breathing heavily and asked me not to stop, but I inquired about where her bedroom was, as she pointed to it, I asked her to wait here. A few minutes later I came back with a vibrator she had at her bedside table and set it down on the floor next to me.

She is at the point of no return and smiling I rub the edge of my nose on her clit gently and she wiggles and I know she's ready. I go in and start wtih kissing her clit which turns into my tongue pressing and moving on the same spot. Her moans grow louder and I continue to press in and also suck on the spot, adding more pressure to that spot and continue for what feels like hours as she wiggles and squirms and moans my name and the various names of religious figures. She honestly tastes like caramel sugar and I can't get enough of it. She begins to move toward climax and I stop, I want to make her scream. I pick up the vibrator and begin to use this and change speeds on this unexpectedly which makes her go wild with pleasure. There is now a puddle on the table and I want a river to flow. The vibrator continues to hit her spot in all the right ways and I work my way up kissing her body telling her to say my name; and she does say my name in a deep, raspy, breathy way through her moans. I turn the vibrator up to the top speed and it takes about 2 minutes before she screams and shakes wildly as she reaches her climax. Job well done, my turn...

After we finish, we lay in bed and laugh about everything and nothing until she passes out. I leave her a note telling her I had a great time and that I would see her at the office in the morning. I get dressed and tip-toe out of the bedroom and clean up the dining room table- it's still a pandemic and I find the lysol wipes and I wipe down the table as if I was preparing for surgery. I take one last glance back at her bedroom door and think of everything that just happened, slowly taking my hands and running them up and down various areas of my body as I vividly but briefly relive that and smiling. Steven is at work as I walk through the doors and he cannot help but assume I was out up to no good. "Welcome home, looks like you had a good day at work.. and after work." Wouldn't you like to know... "I had a long day at the office and I am a work hard play hard kind of gal", i say this with a very evil grin on my face. "When you're ready, really ready, I have something hard for you to play with. All up and down your apartment." I continue to smile and wink as I walk onto the elevator to head to my bed. Oh baby, you have no idea. I will absoultely take you up on that one day. Until then I need some sleep so I have the strength to workout and shower in the morning before work. I check my phone as I get into my apartment and see that it is 2:24a. FUCK... I am going to have to pull out the concealer and cover up these late night sex eyes in a few hours. Whatever. It was worth it.

Until next time, sincerly yours,

Charlie