Office Surprise

My sweet Mark is a wonderful guy. As a husband, he has no equal. He is kind, considerate, and thoughtful. He is always thinking of me and finding little ways to brighten my day and make me smile. One day he will surprise me with flowers when he comes home from work. Another day he will take me out to dinner because he doesn't want me to "slave over a hot stove just to feed him". As a provider, he is amazing. He works hard - harder than he should, but he does it to provide us with a very comfortable home and a good life. He is very good at his job too. He is one of the top investment managers in New York. People come from all over to seek his financial advice and to trust him with their life savings. It is an important job and a serious one too. The people that seek his advice put a lot of faith in his word, and he doesn't want to let them down. For him it's not about earning a paycheck - he really wants to see his clients succeed and their money grow. As a lover, Mark is... well let's just say I don't have any complaints! He is compassionate, tender, and he always makes sure that I come away from our lovemaking happy and satisfied. He is also very innovative and creative, always coming up with new things for us to try. He is extremely sexy and he makes me feel so as well. Yes, I love my Mark and I know he loves me just as much. I just wish that he didn't have to work quite so hard. He puts in long hours in the office every day. Sometimes he goes in even when he is supposed to be home with me if there is a turn in the stock market or some other financial issue that affects his clients. He is wonderfully conscientious and makes sure he is on top of the markets all the time. Last month was Mark's birthday and the day before, the stock market took a dive. Mark called it a "hiccup", but I guess it was pretty serious. He told me that some of his clients stood to lose several thousands of dollars in their accounts if he couldn't resolve things. He was on the computer at work all that day moving their money into better, more stable funds. I don't know that much about what he does, but that was how he explained it to me. Anyway, he had gone in on his birthday to see to it that his client's money was safe, and he said he would be home around noon that day. We had planned on going out to dinner and having a nice evening together. But shortly before he was supposed to come home, he called me. "Hi honey, listen I am going to have to stay later than I planned. This mess is taking longer to resolve than I thought it would. The markets are shit and I got to figure out some way to stem this, or I am going to have a lot of very pissed off clients!" he said. He sounded exasperated. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Well every time I move money eryaman escort around, the move causes another problem in the market that I have to try to fix! You just can't move this kind of money fast without scaring people! If I dump ten grand of one stock to get it out of a bad investment and put it someplace else, the bad investment gets worse and the new one draws a lot of unwanted attention. This causes others to want to jump in on it and that makes the stock value change and I have to account for that as well. It's just a mess!" he said. I could feel the weariness in his voice. "Poor baby... You'll figure it out, I know you will. You are smart and you don't give up until you have fixed the problem. Just don't work too hard, sweetheart. I'll be waiting for you to come home. I love you," I said, trying to be a comfort somehow. "Thanks hon, I love you too. I'll be home as soon as I can," he said, and hung up the phone. I hung up the phone, dispirited. I was looking forward to a night out with Mark followed by a private little party back home afterwards! That when the idea hit me... I looked up at the clock just after I hung up the phone. It was 4:00 and I knew that his office would be closing up soon for the day. Perfect! I ran upstairs and took a quick shower. While I was in the shower, I decided I needed to shave. Normally, I keep my pussy hair neat and short, but this was a special occasion and I knew that Mark had a secret fondness for shaved pussies. He had never said anything to me, but I have seen some of the pics he looks at and how he ogles the women in the porn flicks we watch. The girls in them are almost all shaved. So I thought it would be a nice treat if I presented clean and smooth as well. Shaving my pussy and thinking about the evening I had in mind began to get me more and more turned on, and it was all I could do to keep from having a little pre-party fun of my own! After showering and drying off, I went into the bedroom to continue getting ready. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror on our bedroom door and I was amazed at how I looked. Seeing myself for the first time with a completely shaved pussy was even turning me on! I admired my newly bald pussy for a couple moments and then went to the closet to pick out what I was going to wear. I looked through my closet trying to pick out the perfect outfit. I wanted something really hot and sexy, but everything I had there, Mark had seen many times. I needed something new, but there was no time to go shopping. Then I remembered a story I read on Lush where a woman surprised her man at the office by showing up naked under her coat! Well I wasn't quite that daring, but I could come sincan escort close. I got out my favorite black lace bra and matching panty and put them on. I liked these because the bra pushed my tits up and together, making me look bigger than the 34C I was. The panty was a tiny lace thong that barely covered anything, but it was sexy and hid just enough to make things interesting! I got dressed in my underthings and then put on my makeup and prepared to go to Mark's work. It was a cool, drizzly March day, so over my black bra and panties I put on a knee-length overcoat. Finishing my ensemble was my black four inch stiletto-heeled pumps. I went to the garage and got in my Lexus and left for Mark's office. Mark had taken the BMW to work that day like he usually does which was fine with me - I liked the Lexus anyway. Mark used the BMW for work because it was more businesslike in appearance than my sportier Lexus. I arrived at Mark's office shortly after 4:30 and parked in the parking lot watching the building. It was still a bit too early to risk going in - there was still a few people filing out slowly and I didn't need to run into any of his co-workers or heaven forbid his boss! I looked up at the fourth floor and saw his office with the light still on... what a hard working man I had! I sat in the leather seat of the Lexus practically squirming with frustration. The feel of the soft leather and the heating element in the seat felt so wonderful against my bare ass cheeks. The thong panty left enough of my ass bare that the leather seat was driving me crazy. I knew that if I didn't get into the office soon I would lose all my self-control and take myself in hand and start pleasuring herself right there in the car... Thankfully, the building cleared out before the anticipation and building sexual tension made me surrender to my lustful desires prematurely. The last of the building's occupants left for the night, and I waited for a few minutes afterwards. No one else came out and I decided it was safe to make my entrance. Mark had given me the keypad combination for the back door of the building in case I ever needed it for some reason, and now I used that entrance to get into the building. Once inside, I made my way cautiously up the stairway to the fourth floor. I didn't want to take the elevator for fear that I would run into Mark or maybe one of the custodians that may have started working on their nightly cleaning duties. Looking through the small window of the fourth floor stairway door, I could see a light coming from the back of Mark's office through the reception area. I smiled as I saw the coast was clear. I opened the stairway door and quickly crossed etlik escort the hallway and stepped into the thankfully empty bathroom next to Mark's office. I went right to the mirror where I could see my breasts pushing insistently at the thin material of my overcoat and threatening to push my bra through and out into view. I licked my red lips in anticipation as I felt my nipples harden and my pussy begin to moisten, the sweet juices leaking into my tight little panties and wetting the filmy material. I closed my eyes and imagined Mark's strong, manly hands and talented tongue running all over my throbbing tits as his cock slid inside my very wet pussy. Opening the bathroom door a crack, I looked over at the door to Mark's office nervously as my hand moved unconsciously on its own down between my legs, sliding under the thin material of my now very wet lace panties. I couldn't wait anymore and made a dash to the office and stepped inside hurriedly, closing the door quietly after me. I took a deep breath as I walked across the office floor to Mark's door. I slowly opened it, hoping it wouldn't creak and give me away before I was inside. Mark was on the phone, turned with his back to the door as I slipped silently into his office. Trying very hard not to giggle, I stood there in front of his large desk still in my overcoat until he got off the phone and turned around. I waited for what seemed like an eternity, my crotch already throbbing as I waited for him to turn around. I listened to him discussing business, but I couldn't pay much attention to his conversation... the fire in my pussy was taking all of my concentration. Mercifully, Mark's discussion ended and he hung up the phone just as he turned around. His eyes widened as he suddenly realized I was there and he jumped, startled to find himself with a visitor in an office he thought he was alone in. "Hi honey, what are you doing here?" he asked me, getting up and coming around his desk to greet me. "Today is your birthday and I wasn't going to let work get in the way of you having a nice birthday! Since you can't come home, I brought the party to you!" I said, smiling broadly. "What do you mean?" he asked, a bit puzzled. I smiled again as I slowly untied the belt holding my overcoat closed. I peeled the collar apart revealing the fact that I was not wearing a blouse under it. I didn't open it completely, teasing him a bit as I did a sexy little striptease for him. Mark sat back on his desk a bit as he grinned, enjoying my little show. I showed him bit and pieces of my body under the coat, not revealing too much all at once. I knew that he was enjoying himself because I saw a growing bulge in his trousers. Once I had flashed him everything I could, I stepped up to him and straddled one of his legs as he leaned back against the desk. Mark got the hint and took hold of both sides of the coat, peeling it off my shoulders slowly and opening it fully to see me in my entirety. As my overcoat fell to the floor behind me, I squatted down, straddling Mark's leg like a pole-dancer in a strip club.