CAMELOT FANTASIES

:-*Thanks Clay... I love my Avi! I think she's beautiful...

FYI my favorite color is pink and my totem is a bumble bee...

Peter's Conference

These days trying to be professional in the workplace is getting more difficult as the days go by. The more time we spend together away from the office the harder it is to be platonic. A glance, a touch, even just his scent drives me to clench my thighs and need a change of underwear.

Today was not a normal day at work. The phone has been ringing off the hook. I had loads of files to be filed and several reports to type. Not to mention a ton of copies to make and collate. I’ve placed the food orders and finalized the preparation for a huge meeting tomorrow.

It was getting close to quitting time, so I'm double checking to make sure everything is ready. I have my back to the office door, facing the computer screen scrolling my list when Peter walks up behind me. I swivel in my I chair, "Do you need something?"

He leans over me and places one hand on the desk the other on the back of my chair, "NO, just checking to see if everything is prepared for tomorrow?"


I give him my winning smile, "Of course, I was just double checking." I turn back to the computer screen and continue scrolling.

Peter’s lips brush my ear, "You will need to come in an hour early to set up." I hold my breath wanting to turn and devour his mouth. Instead I nod my head in agreement.


He brings his head even closer to my shoulder. I know he is smelling my hair, then he whispers, "Lanie baby, I want you to wear that green dress I love so much with those sexy heels." He pretends to watch the screen, his reflection tells me he's glancing at my cleavage. The lace edge of my bra skirts the edge of my blouse.

My heart is racing. His warm breath in my ear and my god he smells good. I am nearly sitting on my hands to keep from touching him. My neck is stiff from trying not to turn my head to bite his jaw.


My mind comes back online and I shake out of my daydream. I know he can tell I’m aroused by my body language. I don’t dare look at him.

“I can do that." I whisper. He lightly kisses my ear again and my body visibly shivers.
Peter stands adjusting his trousers, "Thank you Lanie, I'll see you in the morning."

When he goes back into his office I shut down the computer, gather up my stuff and I'm off. That was some intense UST! Whew! I am going to need a drink before I get home or a cold shower. Power Up! BOB here I come!


The next morning I dress just as Peter has asked. After my shower, I don lace bra and panties. Peter loves lace me in lace, wonder if I will make it home with these panties? Better pack an extra pair, because I have a feeling I won’t.

I wear this outfit often. I had bought it for our first official date that unfortunately was cancelled. It is better known as my first **** dress. It is Peter's favorite shade of green and the style is wraparound with two ties. Peter knows the secret to getting me out of it quick.

I have a sexy strappy pair of sandals to complete my outfit. I pile my hair on top of my head, leaving my neck bare. One last glance in the mirror before stepping out into the summer heat, oh yeah I look hot! Ok my darling Peter, I hope you know what you're doing to me.


My trip to the office was easy this early. Upon a cursory look, I don't see Peter. Oh well, I have to prepare the conference room anyway. I gather up my reports and copies and head off down the hall. The door is open to the conference room. My heart jumps and my body flushes with heat. I quickly make a mental note to check the thermostat. I switch gears, thinking maybe he's already here.
I push my way through the open door. I notice my food deliveries have arrived but my stomach drops, no Peter. Ok girl pull it together. You've got plenty to do.


I set about placing food stuffs on plates and preparing the coffee. Just as I am finishing the last stack of reports on the end of the table, two hands land on my hips. Familiar hands. Hands that know how to make my body tingle. Hands that caress me gently or spank me roughly as passions rise. Over the last few weeks they have known nearly every inch of my body intimately.


I step back pressing my body against him, smiling wickedly and inhaling his scent. "I didn't hear you come in." I can feel him smile against my neck. He begins with soft kisses against my neck. The kind that melt through me and cause me to overheat.


"We don't have much time, but I want you here and now Baby Mine." Peter whispers as he grasps the tie on my wraparound dress. His strong hands slide inside to caress my warm skin. He pulls the other tie. I suck in a deep breath when he kisses my shoulder as my dress slithers to the floor. He groans in my ear and grinds his hips into my ass.

 "Oh baby you're beautiful. This lace is incredible." His fingertips skim the edge of my bra.

Peter slides his hand down my tummy and into my lace panties. He inserts two fingers inside me. "Oh baby. So wet already."


I lay my head back on his shoulder and I giggle, "I've been wet since you told me to wear this dress."


Peter growls in my ear, "Good Girl." I hear a familiar zip sound and know this is going to be fast and hot.

My breathing begins to increase. I am nearly panting with desire. He tips my chin to kiss me long and deep. I moan into his mouth, "sssshhhh now baby. Lean over the table."

Reluctantly I lean away from his body putting my hands on the table. He steps up behind me, tapping my heels to spread my legs. "Such a gorgeous sight Baby Mine your glorious ass and dripping ****."


He teases my wet panties with the tip of his hard ****. I press back wanting him inside me. Peter gives a slight chuckle, "Patience baby."

I reach up and grab his tie, pulling him down for another kiss. He moves away from my mouth and places lush kisses down my spine. When he reaches the top of my panties he runs his tongue along the edge. His nimble fingers push through the lace. My panties spring up around my waist. I have stopped keeping track. I knew I’d need an extra pair. “Damn” I say under my breath.

He presses his hard **** swiftly between my wet lips. My entrance gladly accepting his hard **** with a muscles spasm hugging holding onto him.


He inhales sharply at the feeling of being encased inside of me. An accustomed feeling of warmth gathers inside of me. He starts to pumps into me hard and fast. He grabs the clip from my hair and it cascades down my back. He grabs a handful pulling me back into him.


All this waiting and wondering, I’m very aroused from the anticipation. I know it won't take me long. He leans down slightly whispering to me "Rub your clit baby, cum for me." He didn't have to ask me twice and I know how much he likes to watch. I begin the assault against my clit, swollen and ready. My juices waste no time running down my leg.


Peter utters words of praise, "Oh **** baby." When I hear that I let go trying to hold my cries to a minimum. But I cum hard all around his ****, the velvet squeeze of his rigid member as he spews his hot creamy cum inside of me. He thrusts a couple more times and his **** with a heartbeat of its own pulses inside me.


We are breathless and sated. He pulls me up to him, still inside me and kisses neck and shoulder, "That was amazing baby, but we've got a meeting in a little bit."

Reality creeps back in, I turn my head and look into his eyes. He brushes my hair back behind my ear rubbing gently, leaning in for a soft sweet kiss.

 "I want more with you. Time to make love to you. How about you stay with me tonight?"


I'm sure the grin on my face gave it away, "I'd like that. Having you in a real bed. Yes Peter yes." I kiss him again holding his tie in my hand pulling him to me.


My inner goddess is doing handsprings and my heart back flips at the prospect of all the things we can do without fear of interruption. Yes fantasies here I come!

They are beautiful Clay! Thank you!