Interlude
It had now been just over a week and a half since Waverly’s first visit. Waverly’s self confidence had skyrocketed since that day. She had dropped Champ the chump and moved into an apartment downtown. Her wardrobe also got a complete makeover. Waverly was blessed with natural beauty but now she had the matching confidence all wrapped up in a friendly personality. She had become way more outspoken at work especially when the room was filled with her male counterparts. No longer was she the quiet girl in the corner. As a result she had been given one of the bigger cases at the law firm. She knew if this went well she would be on track to possibly make partner soon. Even as busy as she was now taking on the new case and more responsibilities at work she thought a lot about Cole.
On this particular day she found herself alone working late. She had been looking over depositions for hours in the conference room and most the junior associates had left after dinner. Waverly grabbed a few of the folders and went back to her office. She sat down on the couch in her office and stacked the files on the coffee table. She kicked off her shoes and tried to relax a bit before getting back to her research. Her shoulders were tense from all the late hours. Waverly stretched her arms out and dropped her head forward rolling it from side to side. She then rubbed the back of her neck and gave her nape a firm squeeze. The skin was warm to the touch. Waverly’s breathing began to quicken.
Cole, red hair. Brown eyes. Soft lips. Creamy skin. Supple breasts. Tight abs. Huge cock. Strong legs.
Waverly’s eyes shot open. In her mental trance she had partly unbuttoned her shirt, her hand laid cupping her breast. Index and thumb squeezing the nipple. Waverly caught the side of her bottom lip between her teeth. Waverly’s legs were crossed tight, clenching internally at nothing. Waverly uncrossed her legs instantly felt the trickle in her panties. Waverly sank further into the couch her free hand entering her now unbuttoned pants into the a slick heat.
“Fuck” She moaned as she passed over the hooded clit. Waverly knew exactly what her body needed. Yet another thing she could thank Cole for. Slipping past the folds she reaches deep inside. Her walls caved in at the intrusion. The other hand taking an ample hold on the breast releasing it from it confines. Waverly felt the warmth drip past her wrist as she entered and twisted, her hips rolling up and around.
Cole, red hair. Brown eyes. Delicious lips. Silky skin. Perky breasts. Firm abs. Big dick. Toned legs.
“Fuck, yes.” Her hips were thrashing into the palm of her hand seeking release. Her breathing increased on pace with fingers. Beads of sweat were pooling on her abs causing her silk shirt to cling to her body but none of this mattered she was so close.
Cole, red hair. Brown hair. Luscious lips. Smooth skin. Succulent breasts. Defined abs. Girthy member. Fit legs.
“Cole.” Waverly screamed loudly not caring that it could probably be heard in the lobby. Her body jerked moments before then stiffened with release. Her body fell limp sprawled out on the couch. Heavy breaths as she felt her body temperature finally start to regulate. She looked a mess, sweaty and wrinkled. She closed her eyes basking in the moment before standing up to arrange herself. She made her way to the bathroom and splashed water on the face and a bit on the neck. Waverly placed both hands on the sink and looked in the mirror, her face was still a bit flushed. Waverly went back to her office to grab the files. As she closed her office door she looked back towards the couch.
Saturday night can not come fast enough she thought on the drive home.