#Eden Lit Games - (12.2012)- 8 Sentences Make It Fun

"The Evi is composed of food-grade silicone that is hypo-allergenic, latex free, non-porous, and phthalates free." I mumbled the sentence as I struggled into the suit jacket. I glanced at my notes and mumbled a few more lines of carefully memorized presentation rhetoric. How I wished I could just tell my boss to shove his "fun and friendly" marketing party. It was a sex toy designed to tighten and tone a woman's whole lower body! I get why it is such a brilliant idea but why did I have to present it to a room full of men?

I stepped into my heels and packed my briefcase and loaded my computer into its travel case. I checked my minimal make up in the mirror and smoothed my sleek up-do one last time. Damn, why was I so nervous? It's not like the men were going to ask for a real demonstration!

I pause for a moment to imagine the scene: The large desk cold under my naked butt. My legs spread akimbo, panties gone and stockings showing the long line of my leg before the creamy expanse of my tender inner thigh. I would be breathing hard, nipples cutting holes in my tight gauzy blouse. maybe one of the men would be kind enough to unbutton my shirt and display my breasts in their shelf bra. Maybe he would even run his warm, soft, businessman hands over the flesh of my breasts until I was properly lubricated.

Mmmmmm the thoughts continue as I sink onto the bed and lazily stroke my thighs through my skirt. I know if I touch myself I will come and then have to change my panties before I leave. I try to compose myself but the though of being laid on my back on that cold metal desk with my breasts exposed and panties off is making me shake with desire!

I am laying there staring at the ceiling mortified that it has come to this; making my promotion the old fashioned way! I cannot deny that secretly I am happy to be doing this...the warm hands are kneading my breasts making my cunt quiver in response to the tugging of my nipples. I fight to maintain a professional demeanor despite the situation. When the first fingers find my cunt I tense slightly but they are gentle.
"She's wet enough for the demonstration." I recognize the cool and detached voice of my secretary, my very male secretary. I blush deeply but then again he has appeared time and time again in my fantasies! His fingers lazily stroke through my wetness; spreading it around so that the toy will slide in effortlessly.

I feel the cool silicone head of the toy pressing its way inside my overheated cunt and I fight not to moan as it snuggles up against my G spot. The lower flange of the Evi was pressed firmly against my swollen clitoris. I felt the cool sensation of lube being poured over my clit and I sighed my approval. The fingers rocked the toy just a tiny bit and I got the idea that I was to begin the demonstration. I squeezed my muscles and ricked my pelvis in slow small movements causing the toy to rock against my G spot and also against my clitoris. The warm hands at my breast spurred me on as the pain/pleasure began to meld into a grinding pressure that could only be released one way. Oh God, I was going to orgasm on a desk in an office with a group of men watching!

I came to after the explosive orgasm had stopped rocking my body with aftershocks. My goodness, the Evi was powerful enough to lead to orgasm just by the thought of what it could do in a given situation! I wobbled to the toilet to clean myself up and put on a fresh pair of panties. I felt refreshed, confident, and as I repaired my makeup I realized that I could sell this product just by the naughty sparkle in my eye. Maybe I WAS the perfect woman for this job!