She put on a professional image to her boss, he must never know that she was really like and how much of a vixen she could be. Her image had to be maintained. She was on edge. She hadn`t pleasured herself in a few days. Every time she tried to think of something, her body would twitch and her mind would end up thinking about how good it felt when she was able to release all the sexual tension that had built up. A couple of times her boss told her to stop daydreaming. Fuck, she thought. I hope my face doesn`t give away my thoughts. Sorry, she would say feebly, I think I`m just getting tired. He said he understood and thanked her again for putting in such long hours. Her boss was like a father figure to her, she had no desire for him at all. Her boss made them both a cup of tea at around 11. She was wondering how much longer they would spend at work. She just wanted to go and explore her body. She needed release. At around 12.30, her boss just said, Come on, we`ve done enough. We will get some sleep and start again early tomorrow. She agreed. Her body was aching to be touched. Her body was craving to be explored. Her boss drove her back into town, he had told her to leave her car at work and he would pick her up in the morning. No point them both taking cars back into town. The motel was about 10 minutes drive away. She slid into the leather of his car and it felt so nice on her body. She closed her eyes while he drove, thinking about the fun she was about to have. Tired or not, she was going to pleasure herself. She realised she had let out a soft moan. She looked at her boss and apologised, she told him she must have been drifting off to sleep. He smiled and told her she looked tired. He dropped her at the motel room and told her he`d be back for her at 7.00. She waved and he drove away. Finally she could be alone. Finally she could get the release her body craved. She opened the door to the motel room and kicked her shoes off. God that felt good. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She proceeded to undress. She took her shirt off and then her pants. She stood there in her underwear. She reached down and felt her knickers. She rubbed herself softly through them. She smiled at the pleasure it gave her. She undid her bra and her boobs fell free. She massaged them and felt her nipples harden. She played with them for a few moments. Mmm, it felt so good. She pulled her knickers down and stepped out of them. She rubbed her finger along the fine line of pubes she had left. She found the top of her pussy and rubbed it very softly. She knew she was wet. She smiled and told herself to wait, she wanted to enjoy this. She stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over her body. She washed her hair, she conditioned it. She spread her legs. She put conditioner on her finger and reached down to her pussy. She slid her finger along her clit. She felt it twitch to life. She knew her body so well. She knew everything about her body. She knew exactly what turned her on. Her finger slid inside her and she pushed her finger in and out of her very warm and wet pussy. She put more conditioner on her other finger and rubbed it on each nipple. She slightly pinched each nipple. Her nipples were like bullets, so hard. She kept rubbing herself, making her pussy dance on her finger. She fucked her finger so hard. Sliding her finger in and out, rubbing her clit, it felt so good. She pressed down hard on her finger feeling that familiarity in her tummy. She knew she was going to cum. She knew she couldn`t stop herself. She`d reached the point of no return and she wasn`t stopping, she wanted to moan she wanted to cum. She put her other hand on the shower wall to steady herself. Her legs were wobbly. She pushed her finger in her pussy, she pulled her finger almost out and quickly pushed it back in again. She did this repeatedly as her body released a shudder she couldn`t control. She let out a guttural moan. She was gasping for breath. Fuck it felt good. She slowly brought her rocking to a stop and pressed the top of her head on the shower wall. She let the water run over her head and back. She regained her breath. She loved that release. So much tension had just seeped out of her. She rinsed the conditioner out of her hair. She washed herself, being extra gentle with her naughty bits. They were too sensitive for her to be too rough with them. They needed a rest for a few minutes. She let the hot water cleanse her. She was feeling relaxed. She turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. She took the luxury sized towel and dried herself off. She took another towel and dried her hair. She walked out into the bedroom and looked at the king sized bed. She loved clean sheets and couldn`t wait to slip between them. She decided she was going to sleep naked in clean, crisp cotton sheets. She let both towels drop to the floor and climbed between the sheets. She reached for her phone to set the alarm on it. She set the alarm for 6am. She scrolled down the names in her phone list. She stopped at one name and smiled. She felt like talking to him. Would he be home? Would he be awake? Would he care if she interrupted him? Would he hang up on her? She pressed his number and the call button. She smiled while it was ringing. Nervous tension raced through her body. He answered. She could hear him smiling as he said, Hey you. He asked her what the hell she was still doing up at this time. She gave him a brief outline of her day, leaving out the most intimate parts. Her mind was racing again. Something had triggered her body to respond again. It was his voice. It was the hint of laughter she could hear. He aroused her! They spoke about his day. He`d spent all day at work and had gone home and had watched some of his favourite shows. She was smiling and laughing softly. He asked what she was laughing at. She said she didn`t really know, perhaps it was just tiredness. He asked if she wanted to go to sleep. She said no. She wanted to keep talking to him, if he wanted. He laughed and said he had nothing better to do. She playfully thanked him and told him not to feel like he was doing her any favours. She knew she was flirting with him, but she didn`t care, it felt good. She thought he was flirting in return, but perhaps it was just wishful thinking. Perhaps she was hoping that`s what it was. They spoke about her work some more; they spoke about music, they spoke about TV shows. Her hand started to wander. She started rubbing her nipples. He didn`t need to know what she was doing. The thrill of him not knowing was turning her on more. Her nipples turned hard under her touch. She pulled them gently. She kept speaking to him, trying to sound as normal as possible. She was trying to concentrate on what he was saying as well as play with her nipples. She laughed at the right moments and spoke when he asked her a question. Her hand wandered further down and she raised her knees. She opened her legs and relaxed them to the side. Her finger played with her soft pubes again. They felt so soft after her shower and the attention the conditioner had given them. He was telling her about one of the guys he worked with and about the new car the guy had bought. She listened and her finger found her wetness. She rubbed her clit gently and closed her eyes enjoying how good it felt. He asked her if she was tired. She mumbled, yes, a bit. He said she should sleep. She didn`t want to sleep. She couldn`t let him know that she wanted to keep touching herself while listening to him talk. She slid a finger into her wet pussy, took it out and licked it. She tasted great. She continued doing this, all the while getting even more aroused. She was so very horny. She pinched her nipples. She took her finger out of her pussy and rubbed it on her nipples. God that felt great. She thinks she let out a soft moan. He asked what she was doing. She was silent. He asked again. She wondered how much he`d heard and what he`d made of it. She stalled for time and in the end just said, I was licking my finger. He asked why her finger needed licking. She didn`t respond at first and then she just said she probably should sleep. He said no, not yet. He wanted to find out why she was licking her finger. She didn`t know if she heard anger in his voice. She told him she was sorry and that she should sleep. He said no again, this time more forcefully. She thought perhaps she was about to wreck their friendship. He told her she didn`t have to say anything- he had a pretty good idea what was going on. She was confused, she was scared. He asked her if she`d been touching herself while talking to him. Again she was silent. He told her that she could tell him the truth or he would think that`s what had happened anyway. He told her it was up to her to set him straight if she hadn`t been touching herself. She figured it was too late to back out now and simply said, yes, she had been touching herself. He moaned and simply said fuck. She inhaled quickly, expecting the worst. This made her want to flirt with anger even more. Even though she was unsure of herself, she was very aroused and continued to explore her pussy. She was dripping. Her finger was able to slide freely into her. She doesn`t know how long passed, maybe 10 seconds, maybe longer. Then he spoke. He told her she was very naughty for doing what she was doing, but that it made him so fucking horny. He told her she should have shared this with him as soon as she started. He now had some catching up to do. She was in shock. Did she hear him right? He was going to pleasure himself as well? She asked him what he meant. He told her his cock was hard as a rock just from hearing her voice but he didn`t want to say anything because of their relationship. They were friends, nothing more. She understood. She told him she didn`t want anything from him, she wasn`t out to wreck his life, she just wanted someone that understood she had needs. Needs that had to be satisfied. The thought of his hard cock made her gasp. He told her she was a dirty girl but she had made his cock hard and he wanted to hear her cum. She knew they were overstepping their friendship but she didn`t care. She would have to deal with that tomorrow. She told him how wet she was. She told him that her clit was hard. He asked her to describe everything to him. He wanted a visual image. She explained the colour of her nipples, the size of them. His breathing was shallow. She could hear it. He told her to keep going and not leave any details out. She told him she was finger fucking herself and how wet she was. He asked her if he could hear how wet she was. He asked her to put the phone near her pussy so he could hear it for himself. She obliged him. She fingered herself and let him hear her finger slide in and out of her wet pussy. Her pussy was slurping her finger in and out. She put the phone back to her ear and asked him if he heard it. He told her he had and his cock had precum all over the knob. He told her he was pulling his cock. This aroused her even more and she told him she loved knowing that she could do that to him. He told her that she`d done it more than once, but never thought he would be telling her this. She told him she had fantasised about him before, but didn`t ever expect to tell him that either. She had two fingers buried in her pussy. She licked them both again. He told her again she was a dirty girl. Him talking to her like that was more than she could handle. She loved it. He told her he was pumping his cock and wanted to squirt on her tits. She told him that he could think about doing that and then she would put his cum on her fingers and lick it off. He told her he couldn`t handle much more, his cock was about to explode. She kept fucking herself, wishing she`d brought her vibrator with her. She wanted to feel cock inside her. She told him she was about to cum, she again could feel the build up in her stomach. They were fucking themselves in unison, both panting and breathing together. She told him she wanted to feel him inside her. He told her he wanted to be inside her. She begged him to fuck her harder. He told her she was a dirty bitch and he wanted to explode inside her. Him talking dirty to her made her head spin. She loved it. She told him she was ready to cum, He said he was as well. She moaned his name over and over as the orgasms took control of her body. He let out a moan from somewhere deep in his body and called her name. They both moaned as they continued to cum. Her body jolted with each spasm. She hadn`t felt that good in so long. Their moaning got quieter. The only noise now was their shallow breathing, both trying to regain their breath. She was the first to speak. She simply said, Thank you. She could hear him smiling again as he told her there were no thanks needed, he`d loved every moment of it. She was smiling. He said he had a mess that would need cleaning up. She told him had she been there she would have licked the mess up. He told her she really was a dirty girl. She smiled and told him she knew. She lay in the bed thinking that maybe now the sheets weren`t so clean. She smiled. He asked her if she was now ready for sleep. She grinned and told him yes, considering that was the second time she had cum in the past hour. He laughed and said, Well, well, well, someone was horny tonight. She smiled as she simply said yes. She asked him if he thought this would wreck their friendship. She heard him smiling again as he said he hoped not. He valued her friendship. She valued his. No one else could ever know this side of her. To everyone else she was prim and proper and never discussed her most intimated thoughts. He had just heard a different side of her. She told him she should try and get some sleep; she`d have to be up in about 4 hours. He told her she sounded awesome. She thanked him once more. He again told her he needed no thanks at all, it was his absolute pleasure. She said goodnight to him. He said goodnight and she pressed the end button on her phone. She quickly drifted off to sleep, her body spent from two wonderful self pleasuring episodes. Now she lay there trying to focus on the new day, wondering if everything would be the same between them, the next time they spoke. She hoped it would be, she didn`t want to lose his friendship. People like him were hard to find. She got up and got another shower. She smiled when she touched herself. The memory flooding back as to what exactly had happened a few hours earlier. She got out of the shower and got dressed. The phone in her room rang. It was the motel front desk, her breakfast was on its way. She thanked them. She ate her breakfast, still confused, still unsure, but still feeling great at the memory. Her boss arrived to pick her up. She opened the car boot and put her overnight bag in. She inhaled deeply before she got in the passenger seat, hoping she was giving nothing away to him. He asked her if she had slept ok. She smiled and said she slept great. He told her she looked much more relaxed today and she didn`t look as tense as she looked yesterday. She told him it must have been the bed in the motel room. He smiled and told her they had another big day ahead of them. She didn`t care. She just smiled and told him it wouldn`t be a problem. They got stuck into their work straight away. Her mind didn`t wander as much today as it had yesterday. About 10am her mobile beeped to signal a message had arrived. She opened the message and smiled, it was from him. He had sent her a message. He had simply said, Morning dirty girl. She smiled and sent him a message back, saying, Me? Never! She knew their friendship was still in tact.