It was a rainy morning in mid-December. Esther lay in bed with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling. Her mind was burdened with countless unresolved issues in her life.
She and Peter, her 34-year-old husband, have known each other since their first year of college. Their once wonderful relationship has become more of a living hell as the years have passed. It all started when they both started working after graduating. Their freedom was exchanged for the existence of wage slaves who sat at home exhausted in the evenings and needed their weekends to refuel. From there it only got worse.
Four years ago, when Esther was 28 and the sex was still good, Peter suggested the idea of having children. Esther didn’t want children at all at that time, and to be honest, she didn’t know if she ever wanted children. But Peter didn’t want to wait too long to have children and if Esther wanted children she didn’t want to become an old mother either.
And then there was the moment that Esther temporarily stopped taking the pill and they decided to have sex without a condom. It was during the hottest time and condoms were still in the bathroom. “Oh well, I’ll just get pregnant then,” Esther had said. Their lovemaking became more animalistic and Esther saw the excitement in Peter’s eyes at the thought of him impregnating her. It was almost unreal how much cum he had shot into Esther. It was as if his testicles had been instructed to produce extra.
And sure enough, almost nine months later, Esther gave birth to their daughter, Lauren. The pregnancy and delivery were not that difficult, but Esther was not prepared for motherhood. The constant care and attention of a child. It took a lot from Esther, but also from Peter, but he did not dare to say it out loud. It didn’t diminish as Lauren got older either. Esther had the feeling that it was demanding more and more of her.
One day Peter came home with the news that he could become manager of the department he worked in. It was a milestone for him, but Esther was not happy about it. Of course, she had said she was, because she knew how much it meant to Peter. Although Esther and Peter were initially happy with the extra money, the mortgage for the larger house consumed a lot of it. And instead of working less, Peter had to work more.
An honestly admitted Esther did not want to work less either. And why should she? She was a lawyer and part-time work did not suit that profession. And just because she had become a mother did not mean that she had to give up everything she studied and worked for. The result was that they saw each other less and less.
And the times that they were together became less pleasant. There were more arguments. As a result their sex life no longer meant much. It couldn’t be called sex anymore, it was more of a weekly routine fuck. When Peter was done after just a few minutes of toil, it was usually over. There was hardly any pleasure for Esther from having sex anymore. She still tried to look good though. She did that more for work or when she unexpectedly flirted with another man.
But aiming to look nice wasn’t so easy anymore. The fatigue from the stress was visible on her face. The bags under her eyes and the wrinkles had to be covered up with creams and makeup. The only thing that came easily was shaving her armpits and her pubic area regularly as if there had never been any hair.
Finally, Esther got up and put on her dressing gown over her nightgown. She went downstairs already. Peter was still upstairs in the shower. They argued again last night, and Peter had silently gotten out of bed.
So Esther knew their argument had not yet been resolved.
The inevitable collision occurred in the kitchen, a space that had witnessed countless shared meals and stolen glances. But this morning, it transformed into a battleground. Esther, fueled by a cocktail of frustration and resentment, finally voiced the words that had long festered in her heart.
“We can’t keep going on like this, Peter. I feel like we’re strangers living under the same roof!”
The kitchen air thickened with tension as Peter, now downstairs after his shower, met her accusation with a defensive glare. The exchange escalated into a symphony of raised voices and accusations.
“You’re never there when I need you!” Esther’s plea reverberated off the walls.
“I CAN’T FIX EVERYTHING, ESTHER! I’M DOING MY BEST!” Peter retorted, his frustration reaching a breaking point.
The intensity of their argument reached a crescendo, a storm of emotions swirling in the confined space. Shouting over each other, their words became weapons, tearing at the fabric of their once wonderful love life. It was a good thing that their daughter didn’t experience any of this because she was with Esther’s parents.
In a moment of searing finality, Peter, overcome with rage, slammed the door behind him. The sound echoed through the house like a closing chapter. Furious, Peter got into his car. The engine of his BMW roared to life and with screeching tires, it sped away. Esther, upset by their clash, stared at the closed door. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
One month later
Esther walked down the hallway on the 8th floor of the gigantic office. She was dressed in a suit with a white silk blouse and walked on high heels. A quick trip to the toilet before she had to leave the office. When she finished peeing and wiping, she looked down for a moment. Brown hair started to break through since she stopped shaving after her argument with Peter. She felt comfortable with it. And with a satisfied smile on her face, she pulled up her panties and skirt.
With her hands still slightly wet, Esther hurried to the elevator. She smelled her hands. What a wonderful scent! And that for soap at a law firm, she thought. Because she didn’t want to dry her hands on her clothes and had nothing else available so quickly, she decided to rub with her hands. In the meantime, she smelled the nice scent of her hands a few more times.
“Look out where you’re going, Esther,” a voice suddenly said in front of her.
Esther, completely in her thoughts, looked somewhat startled. It was Ryan, a handsome colleague of hers. He did not work on the same floor as Esther, but they had seen each other before and had worked together on a case once.
“What’s wrong with your hands?” Ryan asked. “Let me smell,” and he took Esther’s hand and smelled for a moment.
“Mmmmm, wonderful! I wouldn’t pay attention either,” he said, laughing.
Esther felt a bit embarrassed and didn’t know how to respond.
“Sorry, but I’m in a bit of a hurry. Ehh, I’ll see you later,” Esther stammered.
“A difficult day for you, right? Good luck and you’ll be fine!” Ryan said reassuringly with a friendly look in his eyes and he gave a quick kiss on Esther’s hand before he let go. Then he walked on.
How does he know that? And was he flirting with me? Esther wondered.
A few hours later, Esther walked out of another office with a lawyer.
“What a JERK! I now understand why you wanted a divorce. Fortunately, you almost got your way,” the lawyer said to Esther. “Could his lawyer be his new sweetheart? In my opinion, she went above and beyond her business best interests!”
“That could well be Allison,” Esther said with a sigh. “But I don’t want to think about it for too long, because it makes me very sad.”
Allison put her arm around Esther.
“I suggest we go for a bite to eat somewhere. My treat.”
In restaurant Loulou’s, Allison ordered two glasses of white wine and twice the daily menu. When the waitress brought the wine, Allison raised her glass and said, “Here’s to a new life with new love!”
Esther gently tapped her glass against Alison’s and took a sip.
“I don’t know if I’m ready for new love. I just want to get this over with first. Moreover, I don’t want to put it on Lauren that a new father figure comes into her life so quickly,” Esther said.
“Of course, a new lover does not have to meet your daughter right away. You can first get to know each other better before you take that step,” Allison responded.
“So tell me, how was your sex life with Peter?”
“What sex life? There was no longer any passion to be seen.”
“Was it really that dramatic?”
“Not at first, but as we saw each other less and argued more, it did. Moreover, I did things to please him that I didn’t necessarily want to do myself.”
“What do you mean?” Allison asked as she moved a little closer to Esther in her chair.
“I knew he disliked body hair and I shaved or waxed it away for him, but that’s not what I wanted,” sighed Esther.
Allison looked at Esther in surprise.
“Yes, I don’t have any problems with pubic hair. But he always said that every man wants a bald pussy.”
“That’s certainly not true,” Allison said firmly. “There are men who love pubic hair.”
Esther didn’t respond and stared at her plate and took a few more bites.
Allison saw the sad expression on Esther’s face and she briefly placed her hand on Esther’s left arm.
Esther felt supported and she had to do her best not to cry. Esther had called Allison immediately when she and Peter concluded that they wanted a divorce after their last argument. They knew each other from college and Allison was a gifted divorce lawyer.
Fortunately, it became a no-fault divorce because she and Peter realized that their marriage no longer worked and that neither of them was completely to blame.
There were only a few points of dispute that they could not resolve, such as the concern about Lauren and the buyout sum that Peter had to pay to Esther.
Allison quickly switched the subject and they spent the rest of their dinner talking about other things. Topics that were less stressful for Esther.
When they walked out of the restaurant, Esther got an arm around her shoulder.
“It’ll be fine and let me know when you’re home,” Allison said.
It was already dark when Esther came home. She turned on the light and walked to the kitchen.
A feeling of loneliness overwhelmed Esther because there was no one there. This time her daughter was with Peter’s parents. At least that’s what she had to rely on.
She didn’t feel like drinking wine anymore and took a few sips of water under the running tap. She wiped her mouth and turned off the tap.
After turning off the lights Esther decided to go upstairs. In the bathroom, she looked in the mirror. She tried to smile, but she felt frustrated. The mirror showed an image of a good-looking brunette with kind brown eyes. But the lines on her forehead were visible. They looked like cracks in her makeup.
Esther brushed her teeth with some haste and spat angrily afterwards into the sink.
She didn’t feel like looking in the mirror again. In her bedroom, Esther quickly took off her clothes and lay down in her underwear under blankets. Shit! I still had to text Allison, she thought.
Irritated, Esther got out of bed again and reached for her clothes to get her phone.
I am home. Thanks for your help and company, she texted Allison.
As she did so, she noticed that her cell phone battery was low. She looked in the nightstand for her charger.
Next to the charger was a dildo. It was an old dildo that she had bought years ago to revive her and Peter’s sex life. With a forced smile, Peter said that he wanted to do something with it, but when the time came, Esther could tell that Peter didn’t like it.
He probably felt his masculinity was being violated, Esther thought as she put her cell phone on the charger.
In the evenings when Peter was not there, she secretly enjoyed masturbating with her dildo. Esther grabbed the dildo and lay back in bed.
Esther fiddled with the dildo with her hands above the blanket. She made a circle with her thumb and index finger of her left hand and pushed the dildo through. The realistic dildo was about 8 inches long and had a scrotum.
Esther slowly started to penetrate the hole with her dildo.
“Ohh ohh ohh, you like that huh,” she whispered. “Yeah, make it tighter. I like small pussies.”
She deliberately made the space between the fingertips of her thumb and index finger a little narrower to create more friction. The veins of the dildo could now be clearly felt with her fingers.
For a moment she was reminded of how nice it was to have good sex.
Esther moaned and she noticed that her play was starting to turn her on.
She grabbed the dildo by the scrotum and pointed the head towards her mouth.
“Tell me you sexy thing, do you like little hairs on pussies?” Esther asked as if she were talking to a real person. “Yeah, you do huh?”
The dido disappeared under her blanket and Esther took off her slip. The glans of the dildo reached her labia and stroked a bit. Esther slowly pushed the glans inside her. It felt so good!
“Mmmmm,” and she started moving in and out.
But when Esther spread her legs further and closed her eyes, Peter’s lawyer suddenly appeared in her mind. The blonde of whom Allison thought was Peter’s new fuck.
Would Peter make love to her now? Why does he have a new love interest so soon after our break up? Does he like her more than he liked me? Flashed through Esther’s thoughts.
Come relax, don’t think about it….Think about something else! Esther said to herself, but it was already too late. She couldn’t get the image of Peter and his lawyer out of her head. The incipient arousal she felt disappeared like snow before the sun….
Out of frustration, Esther pulled the dildo out of her pussy with a jerk. It hurt her and she groaned in pain for a moment. She quickly took the dildo from under her blankets and looked. Fortunately no signs of blood, but she felt the sadness of the pain bubbling up.
“I HATE YOU PETER! “I HATE YOU!!” she suddenly shouted furiously, she bit the dildo as hard as she possibly could and threw it with full force against the wall opposite her bed.
Esther started to cry and covered her face with her hands, and let out all her emotions. When the worst of the sobbing passed, she wiped her face on her blanket. The makeup stains were left behind.
She couldn’t care and lay down on her side and turned off the nightlight. She continued to sob softly and eventually fell asleep crying.
Three months later
Prrrr Prrrr Prrrrr. Esther saw that it was Allison and picked up her cell phone.
“Hey Esther, it’s Allison. I have good news for you,” said the other end of the line.
After 10 minutes, Esther hung up her cell phone. She could cry again, but this time with joy. She and Peter were now officially divorced and Peter had agreed to Esther’s demands. Thanks to Allison’s great work and ultimately Peter’s willingness to talk, Esther was now able to move on.
What a relief!
She took another long sip of hot coffee and went upstairs to the bathroom. Esther took off her dressing gown and opened the shower tap so that the water could become warm. She felt her breasts and satisfied she stepped into the warm shower.
Esther had been under a lot of tension lately and now she could let it go. She closed her eyes and let the warm water wash over her face. With a washcloth and the aromatic shower gel, she pampered herself by gently massaging.
When she reached her pubic area she stopped for a moment. The hairs were now long and started to become a modest bush. She tugged on it briefly with the fingers of her right hand.
Just keep growing, she said to herself and washed her crotch.
After Esther finished showering, she went to her bedroom and opened her wardrobe.
It’s time to buy new clothes, she thought as she checked the hangers. Since it was Esther’s day off, she didn’t care what she was going to wear. She kept it simple: jeans, a sweater and sneakers. By the end of the morning, Esther went to the shopping center. She wanted to treat herself because she hadn’t done that in a long time. In an exclusive clothing store, she was advised to look elegant and a little seductive.
The new clothes gave Esther more self-confidence and she also bought a perfume on the advice of the saleswoman. It was a slightly sweet perfume, but not overpowering. Because the perfume smelled so good, the saleswoman deliberately sprayed it on her neck and wrists, so that she could enjoy it immediately.
These purchases felt like the marking of a new beginning for Esther.
In addition to new clothes, she also bought a present for her daughter Lauren. After mom’s moody behavior lately, she should also be spoiled. It was a unicorn stuffed animal because that was all the rage among girls her age these days. The unicorn was so big that it wouldn’t fit in a bag and she didn’t have it packed. Esther just didn’t feel like having it packed. Lauren could also appreciate gifts without a piece of paper on them.
She felt the unicorn’s horn. Why did that beast have a horn and what was its purpose?
For a moment it made Esther think of a large erection on his head. Could he have ever fucked women with that? Is that the reason why he is so popular these days so that girls and women can pleasure themselves with it?
Her sexual thoughts made her chuckle. Luckily her daughter was too young for such things.
Esther put the unicorn and the shopping bags with clothes in the trunk of her car.
Perhaps there was such a thing as a mythical creature that could be used for self-gratification.
For a long time, Esther was seriously thinking about masturbating again. She hadn’t felt the need for that lately, due to the tension. Especially not after she had thrown away her dildo in the trash. Her teeth marks had completely ruined it and reminded her too much of Peter.
She considered going to the erotica shop two blocks away. And the great thing was that no one would recognize her because she was dressed casually and still had sunglasses in the car.
Just as Esther was about to close the trunk, someone tapped her on the shoulder. She looked around, somewhat lost in her thoughts, and looked into the beautiful blue eyes of Ryan.
Esther wanted to say something, but she just couldn’t. Fortunately, it wasn’t necessary, because Ryan took the lead: “Esther, how nice to see you! I doubted for a moment whether it was you, but then you walked by with that unicorn. I thought I’d come to you and say ‘hi’.
“Hi….,” Esther said shyly.
“What are you doing here? And what’s the deal with the unicorn?” asked Ryan friendly.
“It’s my day off. And the unicorn is for my daughter. Due to the difficult period, I was not always able to be there for her,” said Esther. “And this is my saving grace for her.”
“You mean your divorce?” Ryan asked.
“Yeah,” responded Esther without wanting to go into further detail.
“Your daughter is lucky to have a mother like you”, said Ryan as if he and Esther had known each other for years. “And you look great by the way! Very different from the office, but this looks nice on you,”
Esther suddenly felt warm and hoped that she would not turn red.
“Oh, ehh, well, thanks!” came from Esther’s mouth in a mumble.
“And what are you doing here?” asked Esther to change the subject.
“I had an appointment with clients and was about to go back to the office, and then I saw you.”
“Would you like to have a drink?” Ryan asked, pointing to a terrace further away.
“That’s nice of you, but I’m about to leave,” Esther said, feeling uneasy. “And perhaps you should too. Weren’t you saying that you had to get back to the office?”
She thought Ryan was a handsome man, but what did she have to talk to him about if they sat down for a drink? She didn’t know him that well. She didn’t want to talk about her divorce, which was fortunately just over. And it wasn’t a lie: she had to leave soon because she had to pick up Lauren.
“Oh well, one drink was certainly possible. But if you don’t want to, then hopefully some other time,” Ryan said calmly. “And please put that wonderful scent back on, because I enjoy that.”
Esther started to smile.
“Of course we will. See you later, Ryan!” she said and she closed the trunk of her car and walked over to the driver’s seat.
“Nice to see you again Esther, and enjoy your day off,” Ryan said friendly and he turned and walked away.
When Esther drove away she saw Ryan looking back. She didn’t wave or honk. She found that so embarrassing.
Esther drove on to school to pick up Lauren.
She had completely forgotten to stop by the erotica store. But maybe that wasn’t so bad after all. Imagine if Ryan had seen her there because he had chased her while she had told him she had to leave.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Esther’s mind: How did Ryan know about my divorce? I would like to know him better, but can I trust him? Do I want a relationship with him? Actually, I want to have sex with him! Have sex already? That’s way too early, isn’t it? Are colleagues allowed to date each other?
She parked the car in a free spot at school. That was an art because there was not that much space for cars.
Esther consciously waited in the car until the children came out. She knew some mothers knew about her divorce, and she didn’t feel like talking about it now.
Could Ryan be back in the office now? Esther thought.
The children came out through the school door. When she saw Lauren, Esther got out for a moment.
After a while, Esther saw the children coming from school. When she saw Lauren, Esther got out of the car. She gave her daughter a big hug.
“I have a surprise for you, but you will get it when we get home,” Esther said. Lauren looked delighted. When they got home, Esther opened the trunk and took out the Unicorn. Lauren’s eyes widened and she beamed with joy.
“Thank you, mommy,” said Lauren and she hugged the Unicorn.
“Now take your unicorn upstairs and put it on your bed,” Esther said. She opened the front door and let her daughter inside. She walked back to the car and took out the bags with clothes. She walked peacefully with the bags of clothes to the kitchen.
Brrr brr. Esther looked at the phone and saw that she received a text message. It was Ryan: Do you have time for a drink tomorrow?
It made Esther feel warm inside. What was she supposed to send back to him? He knew she had to work again tomorrow. Did he mean a drink in the office?
“That depends on where and when,” she texted back.
She got a response back quite quickly: “Tomorrow at noon in the café opposite the office?”
“Mom, come look,” Lauren called, standing in the doorway.
Esther looked up and said: “I’m coming honey.”
She followed her daughter up the stairs. Lauren had her bedroom neatly cleaned and the Unicorn was lying on her bed.
Yes, that would be nice, Esther texted back to Ryan.
“Mommmm, look!” her daughter whined. Lauren was lying next to her unicorn and embracing it.
“Yes, it’s great darling,” said Esther while putting a smile on her face. She quickly took a photo with her cell phone. It became a restless night for Esther. All kinds of thoughts about Ryan and of course the nerves.
When Esther woke up the nerves were more tedious than last night. While she had put Lauren at breakfast, Esther took a shower. As she took off her nightwear she looked at her pubic hair.
On the one hand, she was happy that she no longer had to shave and thought it looked nice, but on the other hand, her doubts began.
What would Ryan think about pubic hair? And would he be hairy himself? Esther wondered.
Why am I even thinking about this? We’re just going to have a drink, that’s all Esther said to herself.
After showering, Esther dressed herself in a set of her new clothes. And of course, she brought along the perfume that Ryan loved so much.
She deliberately decided not to put it on yet, but just before her date so that the perfume would not lose its scent over time.
After Esther had taken Lauren to school with some effort, she quickly drove to the office. She had to hurry or she might be late for her meeting, so she stepped on the accelerator. Sh*t! Her phone rang too. She decided not to answer. It became a wild ride. In the office parking garage, Esther could no longer clearly remember how she had driven. She quickly looked in the rear-view mirror before getting out to see what her face looked like. Good enough, she said to herself. She grabbed her bag and hurried to the sixth floor of the office. There were already people waiting for her in the conference room. “Good morning Esther,” said one of the partners, Mr. Roberts, “We were already waiting for you. Your glorious appearance took some time to appear but it was worth waiting for.”
Esther felt a bit embarrassed but tried to remain cool and avoid eye contact with everyone else in the room.
“You can sit over there,” said Mr. Roberts and he pointed at the empty seat.
As Esther walked towards the empty seat, she saw that Ryan was sitting across the table.
OMG, he’s here! Stay calm and don’t look at him Esther said to herself.
But Ryan was looking for eye contact. He nodded to Esther and gave her a friendly look with his blue eyes.
Esther didn’t know where to look, but she gave a modest smile back. The rest of the meeting was awkward for both Esther and Ryan, with them occasionally exchanging glances.
Esther didn’t know how quickly she had to leave the room when the meeting was finally over. She walked briskly towards the elevator, but she suddenly heard Ryan behind her: “Esther, wait up! We’re going for a drink later, right?”
Suddenly Esther felt embarrassed; not only because she had been avoiding Ryan and agreed to go for a drink with them, but also because she really liked him and she suddenly heard a hint of insecurity in his voice.
“Yes, we’re going to have a drink, that’s what I texted you yesterday!” Esther said. “But now I have to make a few phone calls. Want to meet me in the hall downstairs at 12.30?”
“Alright,” said Ryan and he smiled at Esther. “See you later!”
Fortunately, Ryan walked away and Esther was able to quickly take the elevator upstairs.
In her room, she did the work that still needed to be done, but her thoughts were on her date.
Luckily her roommate wasn’t here today, so she didn’t have to make any excuses about where she was going next.
At 12.15 Esther went to the toilet to freshen herself up. She took the perfume from her bag and gently sprayed it on her neck and wrists. After touching up her mascara and checking in the mirror what her teeth looked like, she went downstairs. Ryan was already waiting for her in the hall, but he didn’t notice Esther because he was busy with his cell phone.
Esther felt the tension in her stomach as she got closer to him. Should I tease him by taking away his phone or give him a playful kiss on his cheek or just greet him?
When she was standing close to him she said teasy: “You don’t have to text me, because I’m standing here.”
Ryan looked up and started laughing, “No, I didn’t text you. Didn’t you already say you were coming?”
“Well, let’s go have a drink together,” Esther said faintly.
Ryan took Esther to the café opposite the office as he had texted her yesterday.
Esther had never been there. It was old-fashioned and cozy. A stark contrast to the modern and businesslike exterior.
“I suggest we sit somewhere in the back,” said Ryan.
They took a seat at a two-person table a couple of yards away from the toilets.
“Nice that you put on that wonderful perfume again,” said Ryan.
“You’re welcome, I promised you,” responded Esther with a wink. That came out more confident than she actually felt.
She held her arm out for Ryan so he could smell.
Ryan grabbed her wrist and smelled it: “That makes you even sexier than I already thought you were.”
Esther felt suddenly hot and she didn’t know what to say.
Fortunately, that wasn’t necessary because a waitress came over.
“Hi, and welcome! What can I bring you,” asked the waitress.
Ryan let go of Esther’s wrist and looked at her as if he wanted her to order first.
“Ehh, could you bring me an Evian please?” asked Esther as she turned to the waitress.
“The same for me, please,” said Ryan.
The waitress nodded and walked away.
“It’s probably not just because I smell so good that you wanted to meet me,” Esther said.
“No, I think you’re an attractive woman and I’d like to get to know you better,” Ryan said decisively. “I hope that breaks the ice a bit.”
“Oh well, th tha thank you!” mumbled Esther while blushes appeared on her cheeks. “I must admit I think you’re attractive too.”
They both smiled at each other.
Ryan’s words and the drinks made Esther start to feel a little more at ease. The conversation started well.
They talked about their lives and their work as lawyers, their interests, and of course relationships. However, Esther kept it short and businesslike about her own divorce. She didn’t think it was much of Ryan’s concern.
“I think I’ll go back to the office,” said Esther after an hour. “And you probably should too.”
Ryan sighed but nodded in agreement.
“I’m going to go to the toilet for a while and then we’ll go back to work,” said Esther, and she walked towards the ladies’ toilets.
Esther did what she had to do in the toilet. When she finished wiping and flushing, she felt her vagina. She wasn’t necessarily turned on, but she liked Ryan enough to have sex with.
She smelled her fingers. Would Ryan like this smell too?
Esther couldn’t help but smile at the idea of him sniffing her fingers just as he smelled her wrist and started to get horny.
She pulled up her panties and skirt and grabbed her bag.
But when she opened the door, Ryan was standing in front of her!
Esther’s heart pounded in her throat from the shock.
“What are you doing here?!” asked Esther, confused.
Ryan said nothing and looked at her kindly. He came closer and before Esther could say anything else he had pressed his mouth to hers.
She made no effort to fight him off and she dropped her bag on the floor.
Instead, she kissed him back. It was the kind of loving kiss Esther had been craving for months.
When they had finished their snogging, Esther looked at her watch.
“Come on! We really need to get back to the office,” said Esther. “And besides, you’re here in the ladies’ room.”
“You’re right, there are toilets in the office that are more suitable for this!” Ryan said jokingly.
Esther walked past Ryan with a smile on her face, but she suddenly stopped and turned to him. She did exactly what she was thinking about in the toilet: she held the fingers of her right hand near Ryan’s nose.
“Take a good smell and if you like the smell of it, you can show me the suitable toilets in the office,” said Esther.
“And I don’t want to hear anything now,” she said warningly before Ryan could say a word. “Let me know what you think later.”
Esther walked away without washing her hands. She enjoyed seeing Ryan’s face: a mixture of astonishment and excitement. After paying for their drinks they walked back together to the office, without saying a word. And a mutual nod was their way of saying goodbye before they went back to their sections.
The afternoon flew by and Esther didn’t have much time to think about Ryan. A new merger had to be supervised and since her colleague was not there today, a lot fell on Esther’s shoulders. These were always stressful moments for corporate lawyers. She was working hard and her office phone kept ringing. Around 5 o’clock her eyes began to blink from fatigue. Luckily Esther didn’t have to worry about Lauren. She had just found time to ask her mother if her daughter could stay with ‘granny’.
Esther looked at her cell phone, but unfortunately no new messages. An hour or so ago she wouldn’t have cared, but now she was starting to feel bad about it.
Would Ryan suddenly not be interested anymore? Didn’t he like her scent after all?
She didn’t have to think about it for long, because her office phone rang.
The telephone conversation with an accountant lasted almost half an hour and Esther’s secretary was now standing in the doorway of Esther’s room.
“What is it?” Esther asked her secretary.
“I was just saying that the urgent work is done and I’m going home. And here’s an envelope that I had to give you. I have no idea who the sender is, but it was on my desk with your name on it. Have a nice evening!”
“Thank you very much,” whispered Esther as she took the envelope. “And a good night to you too.”
When Esther hung up she shut down her computer. If she still felt like working overtime, she would do it on the laptop tonight. She opened the envelope and took out the folded letterhead. When she unfolded it, it said in beautiful handwriting:
“Would like to smell more 🙂
Toilets 8th floor at 5.45 pm”
Esther stood in the elevator with her heart pounding from the tension. This time she didn’t go down but up. There was no one at all on the eighth floor. She knew that the office had shed the 8th floor to save costs. Esther walked along the bare corridor towards the toilets.
Esther stood in front of the toilet door and took a deep breath. She opened the door, the lights came on and…….There was no one there…..
When Esther walked in, hands were suddenly put in front of her eyes.
“This time I want to smell you all over,” said a familiar voice in her right ear.
She grinned and heard the door slowly close behind them.
The hands in front of her eyes sank towards her neck.
“Tell me, what do you have in store for me?” The voice continued demanding.
“Well, let me think for a moment,” Esther responded and brought her right hand below her skirt. Her fingers went towards her pussy.
She rubbed for a moment and withdrew her hand and held it just above her shoulders.
One hand grabbed her right hand while the other grabbed her left breast and kneaded it gently.
The sound of sniffing on her fingers and the thumb stroking her breast made her nipple hard.
“Delicious! I knew it was your pussy. But I still didn’t smell it as well as I would like.”
Esther tried to lower her hand again, but she was stopped.
“Maybe I can smell it better on my fingers,” said a whispering voice in her ear and she felt her earlobe being sucked on.
The hands went to Esther’s skirt and rubbed there for a while. It was clear that the fingers were looking for a way to lower her skirt. Esther decided to help and loosened her belt.
Not much had to be done anymore, a small tug was enough to ensure that the skirt slid off her ass. The hands rubbed her pubic area as her panties and slip were still on. Slowly the fingers went under her slip and she felt them crawling through her pubic hair. It was clear that her pubic hair was being enjoyed because the fiddling took a while.
“I don’t know how it smells, but if it smells better than it feels I might just be the luckiest man on earth!”
Esther felt flattered and was already starting to get quite aroused.
The left hand found its way to her neck and brushed her hair aside and Esther was kissed passionately on her neck.
The right hand was still down and touching her crotch. The warm fingers caressed her clit and her labia.
Esther closed her eyes as she started to become wet.
But suddenly the tingling feeling stopped…
The hand that was satisfying her withdrew slowly.
For a moment nothing happened, but Esther didn’t dare say anything no matter how much she wanted to continue.
“Turn around, please,” the voice said.
With her skirt around her ankles, Esther carefully turned around. She looked once again into Ryan’s beautiful blue eyes. As if on cue, they hugged each other and started kissing wildly. Ryan’s hands squeezed Esther’s buttocks and then pulled down her panties and her slip. Ryan pulled his face back slightly and looked down. He looked at her bush with fascination.
“Do you like it?” Esther asked.
Then Ryan took Esther’s left hand and brought it to the fly of his pants.
“Feel for yourself,” said Ryan.
Esther felt a wonderful bulge. She squeezed it gently with her thumb and index fingers. She could feel Ryan becoming more aroused as the bulge swelled further. Just like Ryan did to her earlier, Esther now stopped pleasuring him.
However, Ryan didn’t budge and started taking off Esther’s top clothes.
“And now step out of your pumps,” said Ryan as her upper body was now exposed.
Esther very carefully took off her pumps one by one and stepped back. There she stood: stark naked in a toilet at the office where she worked, opposite a man she wanted to fuck with a pile of clothes on the floor in front of her.
Good underfloor heating Esther thought because the floor felt warm to her bare feet. If anything could be a mood killer, it is when you are cold.
“Well, pick up your clothes and turn around,” Ryan ordered.
Esther did as she was told.
“You can choose whether you get dressed now and you can go home or you walk to the last door behind which there is a surprise for you.”
Without really thinking about it, Esther walked naked past the urinals, the sinks, and 3 separate toilets with her clothes in her arms.
On the last door was a shower sign.
It was clear that this door would lead to a larger space because the door was wider than the other doors and so were the walls around it.
Full of excitement, Esther opened the door………
WOW, this was more impressive than her bathroom at home. The dark glittering tiles and the mood lighting with a gigantic rain shower at the left rear made it look like this was the bathroom of a luxurious hotel and not something you’d expect in an office. There were certainly no bathrooms on the other floors.
There was an unfolded mattress on the floor and a bottle of champagne and two glasses next to it.
Esther was rather stunned. How did he decide to meet her here? How did he get that mattress and the champagne here, without being noticed? Did he do this often with other female colleagues?
“Why on earth such an expensive bathroom on an office floor?” asked Esther without asking other questions that came to her mind.
“What does it matter? We can make good use of it now,” said Ryan with a mischievous tone. “Just hang your clothes on the hook there.”
Meanwhile, Ryan locked the bathroom door.
“Maybe it’s better not to get caught,” he said, smiling.
Esther smiled back faintly as she ran her fingers through her pubic hair.
She saw Ryan looking at it lustfully.
Ryan took off his suit jacket and tie and placed it on the floor in the corner. Probably logical, because the only hook that was there was now occupied by Esters’ clothes. Meanwhile, Ryan undid the buttons of his shirt and Esther wanted to walk towards him, but Ryan stopped her.
“I didn’t tell you to come to me, hottie. Lie on the mattress and spread your legs.”
Once again Esther did as she was told. She walked to the mattress and knelt. She consciously felt with her hands and was amazed at how the mattress felt. Firm, but not too hard, and fortunately not too soft either.
She crawled onto the mattress and lay on her back. She spread her legs and took a deep breath. She saw how Ryan approached her with his bare upper body and felt the nerves run through her body. Ryan knelt at the foot of the mattress and gestured for Esther to come a little closer to his face. Her hairy pussy was now close to Ryan’s face.
She heard Ryan sniff his nose.
“My god, you smell so good,” he said passionately.
Esther felt soft hands grip her hips.
Suddenly Esther felt something warm and wet over her clitoris. She convulses with shock and pleasure at the same time.
She was being licked….
It took some time for Esther to get used to it because Peter did not often give her oral sex. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the moment.
After a while, Esther came.
She still had her eyes closed. It wasn’t the greatest orgasm she’d ever had, but it was nice enough to continue having sex with Ryan.
Do I want to be licked again? Shall I give him a blowjob? Or are we going to fuck on this mattress later? Esther asked herself.
The popping sound of an uncorked champagne bottle pulled Esther from her thoughts and she opened her eyes.
She saw Ryan, who had now removed everything but his boxer shorts, pouring champagne.
Esther sat up and Ryan handed her a glass.
Ryan sat down next to her and looked at her. He picked up his glass and wanted to tap it against hers.
“What are we toasting to?” Esther asked quickly before his glass touched hers.
“Ehh, I honestly don’t know,” said Ryan, “do you have something specific in mind?”
“My pussy?” said Esther, giggling with an uncertain undertone.
“What a great idea! Cheers!”
“Cheers!” said Esther back and they both took a sip.
“Hmmm… I really like your hairy pussy more,” Ryan said with a twinkle in his eye. Esther didn’t know where to look and cleared her throat. She quickly took another sip and put her glass down.
“Hey, I’ve been naked for a while now and now I want to see what you look like,” Esther said decisively as she reached over to Ryan and pulled down his boxers.
Ryan had a nice dick that was now semi-erect. His pubic hair was trimmed and his balls were almost bald.
“Come, lie down,” Esther said.
Since it was a single mattress, she couldn’t lie next to him. But she also didn’t want her body on the bathroom floor. That is why it became ‘soixante-neuf’.
Esther moved her mouth to Ryan’s cock and took it into her mouth. As she did so she felt his cock stiffening further.
She started sucking on it and provided extra saliva for a smooth blowjob.
Ryan’s hands grabbed her ass and she lowered slightly so he could lick her.
However, that didn’t happen. Instead, she felt his fingers caressing her labia.
Still, the caresses were wonderful. It made her wet again.
She kept sucking for a while but definitely didn’t want to make him cum because she wanted to fuck him too.
“That’s enough!” said Ryan and Esther got a slap on her ass. “Stay in this position.”
Esther abruptly stopped blowing. She watched Rayn’s body slide out from under her. Full of gratitude, Esther watched as Ryan went to his pants and took out condoms. She hadn’t thought about it at all anymore, but she was glad he did. Ryan stood behind her again. She heard him opening the package and then throwing it on the floor.
His hands grabbed her waist and she felt his cock sliding into her.
Esther closed her eyes. She was penetrated very slowly and deliberately.
Slowly deep in and slowly almost out….
It seemed like minutes.
The grip on her waist tightened and the thrusts inside her became firmer. Esther consciously held back her moans. The only sound was the slapping of his pubic area against her ass. She felt an orgasm approaching. It started to spin before her eyes. She started panting heavily. She felt almost no strength in her arms anymore.
“Ahhh ahhh ohh ohh……”
Damn! That was so good!
Esther lowered her head to the mattress. She felt Ryan slowly going out of her pussy.
A satisfied Esther turned over and lay on her back.
She saw Ryan with a stiff cock wearing a condom. He didn’t seem to have cum yet. Esther spread her legs and gestured to him that he could continue.
Ryan came over and pushed his cock inside her again. He slowly laid down and Esther embraced him.
“Now, show me you’re a real lawyer and screw me all over”, Esther whispered into his right ear.
Ryan started thrusting and not so softly either. Exactly what Esther wanted!
She squeezed his buttocks and pulled her legs slightly up.
“Uhhhh, Ohhh yes, harder,” Esther moaned.
Ryan started panting and Esther felt his buttocks getting wet with sweat.
The thrusts became harder and less deep.
“Yeah, baby, come on,” Esther sighed and she grabbed Ryan by his head.
After some more pounding, Ryan groaned and stretched out on Esther. He was quite sweaty and Esther stroked his hair. Ryan seemed to realize he still had a condom on and luckily got to his feet. As he came out of her Esther saw a softening cock with a condom dangling from it.
“Hihi,” Esther giggled when she saw how full the condom was.
“I’ll rest my case,” Ryan said happily and they both started laughing.
“The appeal in the shower?” Esther asked and she nodded towards the shower.
“That would have seemed nice, but how do we dry ourselves? I don’t have any towels with me.”
“You brought champagne, but no towels…”
“The champagne was here in the office, but I haven’t been able to discover any towels here yet.”
They laughed again.
Once they got dressed Ryan put the used condom in his handkerchief and he flushed the remaining champagne down the drain.
Ten minutes later they stepped out of the elevator into the parking garage. Two decent lawyers who had finished their work.
Well, more or less: Ryan was holding the foldable mattress that now resembled a square ottoman and Esther was carrying 2 glasses and an empty champagne bottle.
As they walked to their cars they bumped into someone from the cleaning crew: “Looks like you had a nice evening.”
“Just work,” Esther and Ryan said in unison.
The man made a face of disbelief.
When they passed him, Esther and Ryan looked at each other with smiles.
