The heat was a moist blanket that enveloped as soon as I stepped outside the cool of the office block. I couldn’t help but smile at how appropriate it was; my mind clogged with hot, steamy thoughts inside the building I had just left, and the weather providing an almost tactility to the scenarios that had played out in my mind.
The couple I had just met with were not highly attractive, but there was something about them. Have you ever picked up on that undertone of eroticism when in the company of others? I felt it today and it thrilled me. I had to really force myself to focus as we worked through the design brief I had come to present, pulling myself out of naked trysts amongst crisp sheets, carnal acts that involved all three of us.
She absent-mindedly tugs at her hair a little as she discusses details. She would be tender, but assertive. His eyes are focused and he holds my gaze intently as we develop the strategy. He touches her knee, gently, with familiarity. He could part my thighs… Focus, Mille.
We conclude our meeting, smile warmly, and schedule the next. I try not to fixate on her ass as we walk to the lift.
The heat, moist on my skin as I sauntered amongst suit-clad pedestrians, inspired me to shift my titillating dream to a more balmy climate. I fantasised about our trio swimming nude on a warm beach, the feeling of her nipples grazing across my back as we moved amongst the gentle waves.
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