She Loves A Challenge - An Erotic Tale...

Aight y'all...I know it's been a minute but Salacious has got somethin' for ya! I love to write all kinds of stuff so I got a story to make all of yas nice and hot! LOL! Enjoy...

She Loves A Challenge... - An Erotic Tale...

Tracy clicked the lock on her Honda and gracefully moved onto the black asphalt. She pulled down her jean skirt that had been riding up her legs while she was driving. Otherwise, her cheeks would be showing. It was the first day after her cycle had ended so she was celebrating by going commando.

The hot summer sun glowed on her bronze shoulders. She had always been a desert dweller. Even with her white spaghetti strap tank top sweat rolled its way down her belly button . She walked with ease toward the convenience store. She nearly missed a step in her white sandals when she saw David outside smoking a Newport cigarette. She pretended like she didn't notice him there. He probably thought she was following him there anyway and she didn't want him to think she was a stalker. She just wanted to get some condoms for crying out loud.

"Going anywhere special tonight?" A sweet seductive voice carried from the corner when she stepped outside from the store a few minutes later.

Tracy turned toward David and peered through her thick black cat eye glasses. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. Just from looking at him! She didn't want to feel this way, especially since David was her boss. It was absolutely wrong. She had only felt like this once before in her life with an old teacher.

David had a boyish face with slight facial hair and a voice soft enough to make women fall in love with him. It's too bad he had to turn them all away. Most women just acted like his friend at first. They wanted to try the friend to lover routine. Not Tracy. She was a direct girl and didn't like to beat around the bush.

"Not unless I'm going to your place," she said with a wink.

David laughed his monochromatic chuckle and said, "Cute sweetheart. You know I don't swing that way."

"You don't?" Tracy whispered, edging closer to him, her breath falling on his ear. "That's too bad."

The heat rose between them. Tracy could swear she saw his penis pop up in his pants. Her long fingers wiped the sweat from her chest as she turned to take one last look at David. He looked good enough to eat. She imagined herself licking his ear, sucking his tongue, their bodies rocking. Oh yes, she thought to herself, I will have him eventually. It's just a matter of time. She loved a challenge. A smile moved across her face and she walked toward her car indulging further in her fantasies.

David stood in his frayed jeans and black t-shirt slowly taking puffs of his Newport. He watched her long brown legs and noticed how they glistened in the hot desert heat. He wondered what it would be like to - nah. He stopped himself. He couldn't dare go there.

David reminisced old times as he puffed the last few puffs of his cigarette. He had a girlfriend, once, when he was sixteen. And that was only because it was the thing to do back then. After that he had his first experience with a man, Tommy. He remembered it like it was yesterday. He was so rough, so strong, so forceful. Such a turn on.

There was no way he would ever do anything with Tracy no matter how good she looked. She was attractive, sure, but women just didn't know how to please him. They were too soft, too wet, and too demanding for him. Then he looked down at his pants and laughed. That didn't count. He always had an erection after work.

"Tracy, I need you to do me a favor and work this case. It's been sitting here for a few weeks and for some reason it hasn't made it to your desk." David said and handed Tracy a piece of paper.

Tracy took the paper from David without saying a word and continued to work on her accounts. She did her best not to even so much as look at him. She got up to make a few copies hoping that would alleviate some of the tension. She told herself the next time she looked for a job she was going to make sure and check out the place first. She wouldn't even apply unless all of the men and women were ugly ducklings. But the problem with David is that it wasn't even so much his boyish good looks as all the other qualities she sensed in him.

She had tried to switch departments but the bosses had liked her quality of work so much they said they would only let her leave if she wasn't very good at her position. She was half tempted to start messing up on her accounts to see what would happen. Yet she knew if she took that route she could risk getting fired. So she was stuck working for a man that made her panties wet.

"Hey are these yours?" Someone interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh yea, thanks, my copies are done!" Tracy said and walked back toward her desk. She acted as though she were looking through the copies she had just made. She could see David looking at her out of the corner of her eye.

Dumb. She thought to herself. Absolutely dumb!

She decided to talk to him immediately after lunch break.

Who Says You Can't Put A Man BACK IN The Closet???

"Hey David, do you mind taking a walk with me? I'm having some trouble catching on to a few things here." Tracy said nonchalantly.

"Um, sure. Let me finish working on this account right quick." David said with hesitation. "All right, let's go that way." He pointed to the elevator. "There's an empty room down there we can talk in."

"Cool," Tracy said with a smile.

He closed the door behind them and said, "What's going----" he stopped mid sentence as he gazed at Tracy. She was wearing a skirt that day. She was leaned over in the chair with her legs spread. Her black panties were staring him in the eyes. He couldn't seem to look away, though he wanted to.

"Good. I've got you where I want you now."

"Tracy, if this is why you----"

"David," Tracy said, lowering her voice. "I saw you."

"Saw me what?"

"Looking at me."

"Tracy, this is not----"

"Don't even give me that 'sexual harassment' routine David."

"How did you----"

"I just know. I know these things. Just like I know that you want me." Tracy cut him off.

"You know we really need to----"

"No, you know what we need to do," Tracy said, SAUNTERING over to him with her eyebrows raised. "We need to finish those thoughts that have been running around in your head."

"No, Tracy, I don't really----"

"You don't really want to lose your job. You don't want all those other girls to know that you really are straight-curious. So I won't tell them."

"Nooooooo..." David said slowly, dragging the syllables, shaking his head.

"Then tell me why you have been looking at me."

"I have not," David lied.

"Then tell me why your dick is hard then, David," Tracy said, lowering her voice and looking down.

David swallowed the lump in his throat.

"That's what I thought. Well fine. I'll leave you alone. Have it your way...or maybe you won't." Tracy said with a wink. She walked back to her seat, leaving David in that room, speechless. She didn't so much as say a word to him after that. Unless she absolutely had to ask him a question, she kept her questions for the other supervisors.

Over the next few weeks, Tracy caught David looking at her with desire in his eyes. Why was he such a tease? It pissed her off and made her horny at the same time. She looked up at David when she knew he was staring at her. She nodded her head toward the room they had met a few weeks prior.

She walked past his desk and whispered, "Let's not make this obvious sweetheart."

He waited until it was lunch time for all of the employees and followed her to the room. The lights were off, but the door was open just a crack. He opened it slowly and peered around the office to make sure nobody had seen him go in there. He was in the clear. He locked the door behind him.

"Tracy? You in here?"

"Yes." She said from the darkness.

"Why don't we turn the lights on?"

"I think we should just keep these lit." Tracy lit a few black cherry candles.

David looked at her bronze skin. She was already stripped down to a bra and thong. White lace. It looked nice against her honey brown skin. He was so nervous. He grabbed his left arm and just stood there watching her.

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry baby just relax," Tracy said. She pulled out a black leather chair from behind the large black square desk. "Just sit down honey."

David sat down and looked out the window. All of the blinds were closed. There was no way to even see out so surely there was no way to see inside the room either.

"Nobody can see us." Tracy said. "We're all alone in here. And we have plenty of time. Just let yourself melt into me."

His shoulder blades were like bricks in her hands. She kissed him gently on the neck.

"You like that?"

"Yes," he said. He could feel himself loosening up.

His shirt fell to the floor. She straddled her legs over his. Her tongue was in his mouth now swirling in small circles. His breath was heavy. She could feel his dick hard against her panties. Her eyes were closed but his were open just a bit. He couldn't say he was very turned on but there was something about the way she moved in the candle light.

He licked his lips as his shirt fell to the floor.

"Lay back." She said.

David just looked at her.

"Lay back I said." She said again, forcefully.

David laid down on the floor and spread his legs. His long, thick shaft was peeking through the small slit in his black checkered boxes. Tracy walked up to him and spread her legs. She lifted up her white bra just barely over her thick brown nipples and her lace panties were down around her ankles.

"Now," she said, looking down at him with her silver high-heel in his chest, "I want you to eat this pussy."

She sat on his face. He started moving his tongue. That amazingly long tongue of his made her kitty purr relentlessly. She was throbbing. She moved up and down his face and moaned the entire time. After he made her juices cum all over his tongue and he swallowed every drop, she slid his boxers off completely. He slid his dick between her pussy lips, rubbing her clit all the while. His dick became harder...thicker...and she started to bounce on top of him...faster...while squeezing his dick with all the might her pussy could muster.

She looked devilishly in his eyes as he made his dick slide in and out of her slowly...repeatedly...completely...inch by inch as he sat up and continued to pound her opening wildly. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled him closer as he began to suck her breasts. It felt so good to have him so hard deep inside her.

After about 20 minutes she finally heard what she'd been waiting for all along:

"Please make me cum, baby! Let make me cum in that pussy!"

She wrapped herself around him and rode him as hard as she could.

"Cum inside me, baby..." she moaned in his ear.

She moaned when she finally felt his hot seed filling her up. She bit his shoulder hard when she felt herself reaching an incredible climax, covering his still throbbing dick with her sweet juices and leaving him speechless...

She caressed his face and placed a short kiss on his lips, whispering in his ear:

"Good boy!"

There were a few voices outside the room.

"Damn." Tracy got up to blow out the candles and put on her clothes. "Do you want to do this again at your place sometime?"

"I don't know. Why don't you come over and watch a movie and we'll see what happens." David said.

"Aight." Tracy said, and threw his blue t-shirt at him. "But next time, you betta make me cum first..."

"Whatever," he said as he put on his shirt.

Tracy thought David could be a real asshole sometimes. That's one of the things that made her so hot for him.

"I'll go out first." David said. "You follow me later."

"Cool." Tracy said. Her hair was a bit messy but she had her jeans and t-shirt back on.

She walked back to her desk with the candles in her purse.

"Does something smell in here?" Another co-worker said.

Tracy shrugged. "I don't smell anything...." She smiled. She loved the fact that nobody knew what they were doing the last half hour. For the remainder of the day she and David acted as if nothing had happened. They had on their poker faces. They still have sex every Tuesday afternoon in that room...and haven't been caught yet.