A Valentine’s Day to be Remembered

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Ricky and I had been together for about six years. We met at university, both studied law. After graduation we decided to set up our own law firm in the city. It was not easy and had to borrow money from my folks to finance the venture. We were finally starting a make a success of it and I thought we made pretty good partners, both in the office and in bed. The only thing missing was marriage. We had never discussed it, but I think that Ricky knew what I wanted. Of course I could ask him myself, but the romantic in me held me back. I would wait as long as it took. I would wait for that perfect proposal. Today was Valentine’s Day and Ricky was away on a business trip. I missed him when he had to leave town. I had no clients today, but there was a pile of paperwork to keep me occupied for the whole day. It was still early and I got up to make a quick cup of tea before I started. The office phone rang. The caller ID said that it was Ricky.  “How is the trip?” I said excitedly. “Not bad sweetheart. Happy Valentine’s’” he said. I smiled, looking at the six bunches of Kenyan roses he sent me. One bunch for every year we had been together. I would need a bigger office in years to come. “Oh Ricky, the flowers are beautiful. Thank you. I wish you were here.” Ricky lowered his voice to a sexy huskiness. “I have another Valentine’s gift for you.” I thought perhaps he was teasing me and was waiting outside the office. I ran to the door and opened it. He was not there. Disappointed, I sat back down. “In my desk drawer you will find a large box with blue ribbon. I want you to enjoy every minute of it,” he said in a husky voice. With that he put the phone down, leaving me looking at it rather perplexed. I really wanted him home. This was our first Valentine’s apart. I walked over to the desk and opened the drawer. Removing the box I opened it to find several boxes of different sizes. They were all numbered. On the top was a note. ‘Happy valentine’s day. Every box has a set of instructions. Be sure to follow them carefully and to the letter.’ Intrigued, I opened box number one. There was a cute strappy white summer dress and some sandals. There was another note, I read it. ‘Change into these. You will be more comfortable. PS. Do not wear any panties or a bra.’ I headed to the bathroom and removed my suit. I slipped the dress over my head. A perfect fit. It hung loosely over my breasts and şişli escort I could see my nipples through the fabric. I followed the instructions not to wear a bra, but decided against not wearing any panties. I was little prudish about things like that. Ricky knew this, so I surmised that he was just toying with me. I returned to the office and put on the sandals. I wondered what was in the next box. I picked up box number two. There was just a note this time. Getting excited, I read it out loud. ‘Remove the panties. I know you are still wearing them.’ I chuckled to myself and removed the panties, albeit reluctantly. I continued to read the note. ‘Take all the boxes downstairs. Once outside, you will find a limo waiting for you. PS. And my love, do not take the panties with you!’ I felt a little tingle in my pussy and wondered what else Ricky had planned. I gathered up the boxes into a bag and left my office. Walking down the corridor and out into the lobby, I felt very conscious that I was wearing no bra or panties. This dress was a little shorter than I would have liked, considering I was wearing nothing underneath. I must admit though, I was getting a little turned on by this whole experience. The dress was a loose fit. As I walked, it brushed against my nipples, making them harder and tingly with every step. I even got a look of approval from desk security as I passed them. Blushing just a little, I reached the lobby door. As the door opened, a slight gust of wind raised my dress a little, sending a cool breeze across my pussy lips. I let out a ‘shriek’ and dropped the boxes. They rolled across the floor. One of the desk security came over to help me as I knelt down to pick up the boxes. As I glanced up to thank him, I noticed him staring intently. Following his gaze I realised he was looking at my breasts that were almost spilling out of my dress. Hastily I gathered the boxes. He nodded and winked at me, then held open the door. Another gust of wind lifted my dress again and I am pretty sure he got a view of my ass, as did everyone else in the lobby. I was not sure how I was ever going to return here to work. Feeling very flustered, I completely forgot what I was meant to be doing. A limo driver came over to me and beckoned me towards the open door of the limo. “I was expecting you madam. Please make yourself comfortable. Mr Cole instructed me to escort şişli tell you to keep the boxes with you so you have access to them.” There were only three boxes left and I wondered what was in them. “Where are we going?” I asked him, still feeling flustered and desperate to get out of the wind. “Mr. Cole gave me very specific instructions. To tell you to keep the boxes in the limo with you, and let you know when you need to open the last box.” I could not get in the limo quick enough when a gust of wind threatened to raise my dress higher. In the safety of the limo, the coldness of the leather on my naked pussy lips felt good. I noticed I was starting to feel a little damp already and thought it may stain the leather. As the limo started on its journey, I looked around and noticed a television, music system, and drinks cooler. I grabbed a cola then sat back and relaxed, wondering where we were going. The limo driver asked if I was comfortable and said to ‘open box three.’, he then shut the partition window. I pulled the ribbon off the next box and found a note and a little bag. I wondered what Ricky wanted me to do this time. I was getting rather excited and started to get a little horny and felt some juices escape my pussy. ‘Hope you are having fun, my love. Your journey will take about one hour. The limo guy will instruct you when to open the last box, so in the meantime no peeking. In the little black bag you will find some lube and a vibe. I need you to insert in into your pussy, nice and deep. PS. When it is in, open the next box.’ Ricky was seriously toying with me. I tapped the partition window. The limo driver ignored me and I heard turn music on in the drivers section. I tapped again, still no response. I sat back reached for the lube. I put some on my finger and rubbed it around my recently shaved pussy lips, making it feel silky and soft. My finger brushed my clit. God that felt so good. I reached for the vibe and inserted it, pushing it really deep. I wish Ricky was here, I thought to myself. I could do with his cock really deep inside me. I remembered the next box. I reached inside and found a DVD. I turned it in my hands, but there was nothing written on it. I leant forward and found somewhere to insert it. There was a sudden moaning coming loudly from the speakers. There were two stunning brunettes, one laying on her back while the other mecidiyeköy was licking her clit, with her finger sliding I and out of her love juices. The moaning was so loud and I suddenly thought the limo guy could hear. He must have, as the music in his drivers section suddenly turned louder. I continued to watch while these two women on the screen made love to each other. My horniness had gone from a range of three to ten in a matter of minutes. I moved one of my dress straps down to expose a breast. Putting some lube on my nipple I circled it with my finger. The sensation was amazing, tingling and warming. Unable to control myself, my hand snaked down towards my sopping wet pussy and I started circling my clit with my finger. I increased the speed as I watched them use vibrators on each other and I could tell that one of them was close to climaxing. Suddenly from deep inside my pussy there was an intense pulsing. I yelped. I had forgotten about the vibe. It pulsed again. What the hell! It was sending me into serious turmoil. I gripped the edge of the seat when it started pulsing faster and more frequent. The women on the screen climaxed and I could feel myself getting closer. The vibration got more intense, my muscles clenching the vibe harder. Panting and squirming, I was so close, making noises I never thought possible. The second girl was climaxing. Shit, fuck, I was going to cum. “Madam.” I heard over a speaker. “We are getting close, you need to open the last box.” Fuck, I forgot where I was. The pulsing inside of me would not stop. “What, but have not finished my … ” I stopped, suddenly realising what I was just about to say. “Sorry madam, but my instructions are to make sure that in two minutes you open the last box.” The pulsing stopped. Fuck, I just needed to cum so badly it hurt. “Madam, the box,” the limo driver said insistently. “Fine!” I shouted at him. I reached for the last box. There was an iPod with headphones and a blindfold and of course another note. I was not that bothered about the box anymore. I just needed to cum so badly. Nonetheless, I read the note anyway. ‘Nearly there, my love. I hope you enjoyed the ride. Put on the headphones and crank the music up loud. Then put on the blind fold. The limo guy will help you to where you need to go.’ Almost immediately, the pulsing started again. Pulse, stop, pulse, stop. God I was getting close again. Then the limo stopped as did the pulsing. Someone give me a break, I thought to myself. The limo door opened, I could tell as I felt a cool breeze lift my dress a little. It felt nice across my wet aching pussy. The limo guy took my hand and guided me out the vehicle.

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