posted 03-07-2001 02:00 PM                  

Frank's jaw hung open as he watched Mary, his co-worker, balance the ice cube on her precipace between her red lips & the fire in her mouth.
"Uh...yeah the salsa is pretty hot," he said...

posted 03-07-2001 02:21 PM                  

"I'm on fire, Frank, could you get something to cool me off?" she murmured, showing him the rapidly disintegrating icecube between her teeth.

"Cooler.. yeah.. umm," Frank stammered and rushed over to the the fridge and got her a beer. In his rush to return to her he stumbled over a fold in the carpet; Mary suppressed a smile and took the beer.

"Oh, I'm sorry.. the cap's on.. lemme get.." he was cut short as the top of the bottle went between those red lips and the pink tongue slipped underneath, stroking the bottletop is small swipes. Frank jumped as she suddenly bit down and tore off the cap with her back teeth and presented it to him on her tongue. She pocketed the bottlecap and took a swig of the beer, tilting her head back. Her neck was moist and he could see her throat muscles working, a streamlined movement rippling down as the beer disappeared swig after swig.

posted 03-07-2001 03:43 PM                  

She could have sworn she saw his ear wiggle as she slid her finger out between her lips with an audibly wet pop, her finger tip still connected to her bottom lip via a thin tendril of saliva.

"Frank I never knew you were such a good cook," she said as she slowly stepped towards him causing him to backpeadle towards the kitchen.
His eyes widened as her hips swayed, causing her breasts to shift back & forth under her clinging tank top.
"Well I can't cook a lot of things but my mother did cook alot of mexican food when I was little & I guess I picked up one or two things. Funny, to this day she swears that's how she met my father," stammered Frank as the woman smoldered her way across the room towards him.

"Yes, I bet she positivley seduced him with her skills in the kitchen," she said.

Her eyes like a hungry tigress and him the main course.
Before Frank knew it, he felt the familliar handle of the refrigerator in his back. As she slid up next to him, he could feel her hot breath slipping inside his open shirt collar, a warm ghostlike hand caressing down his cheast.

posted 03-08-2001 11:40 AM                  

anyway...

posted 03-08-2001 01:45 PM                  

"Ooh, looks like you have a lot more than ice cream in here, Frank," Mary murmured and brought out a cream filled popsicle. With her delicate fingers she ripped open the top of the packaging and slowly slid the wrapper down until the full bar was exposed.

"I love cream filled, Frank, how did you know?" Frank just stared at Mary, his head aching as he looked up to see her chest heaving and a dark unknown beneath her tight business skirt. Mary grinned, noticing where his eyes were.

"I can give you a better view than that," she said and began to pull up her skirt, bit by bit. She didn't wear pantyhose and her legs were smooth and had a silky sheen. He could see her inner thighs ripple, but his eyes were locked to the hem of the skirt, the hem that was moving steadily upwards.

"Oooh, it's melting!" she squealed and the skirt dropped back down. She swiped the popsicle from stem to stern and back again, her tongue making patterns. Slowly and delicately she bit off the top of the popsicle, exposing the creamy whiteness in the middle.

"You want a taste, Frank?" she said and leaned over to let him have a nibble. Frank stared as her breasts went from defined within the tank top to bursting against the tank as they dangled in front of him. Each nipple jutted out towards the floor and each breast quivered with her movement, begging for a hands to touch them. He resisted the urge and instead opened up his mouth obediently for a taste, closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to stare at the tempting globes of flesh before him.

He felt something cool and wet dart around his lips and opened his eyes.

posted 03-15-2001 11:20 PM                  

ITS GOOD!!

[Fixing Hawk's wayward smiley]