Driven past the point of distraction, I called Kim from work to tell her: “Wear the boots tonight.”

I’d been thinking about her, nearly bare-ass naked — in those black boots and nothing else — all damn day. My ability to focus had been lost ever since going over an ad campaign for the upcoming fall fashion season, which featured a model who was a white-blonde bombshell, like my Kim. It didn’t help that the model had been decked out in a bikini and knee-high black boots — not heels like a video game vixen or flats like a warrior goddess, but beautiful, black boots.

Kim had boots like that, and Kim was just as gorgeous. Kim was also good at sucking cock and liked when I fucked her from behind — or sideways — or any way, really.

“What’s gotten into you, honey?” She was laughing as she said the words. She knew damn well what it was. And she knew if I called instead of texting I was hot.

“It’s what’s going to get into you, honey.”

“Oh, I like it when you’re bad,” she said softly. I knew her desk was surrounded by those of three other colleagues. Still, her voice dropped to a barely audible whisper to announce, “I’m touching myself beneath my desk.”

I groaned and rubbed my hard-on with the flat of my hand and blew out a breath. “I’ll see you at four precisely. Do not be late. Do not,” I said.

She laughed again.

“I’m serious. I need you, baby.”

“I like to be needed. I’ll be there… with bells on. Actually, not bells. Boots.”

She hung up, and I took a deep breath and tried to get my head back on straight for the next few hours. It was slow going getting through the rest of the workday. Every time I managed to focus, my brain would imagine Kim in nothing but boots and a smile, with her pert tits and her pussy ready, wet and plump.

I raced home like a lunatic and felt a leap of joy upon seeing her car parked in the driveway. I was practically shaking with excitement. So much so that I could barely get my key in the lock. My cock was rock-hard all over again, straining desperately against my boxer briefs and slacks.

I pushed the door open. “Kim?”

“Up here!” she called, her voice faint.

I’m not a praying man, but I prayed all the way up the steps that she was ready for me.

She was. She was sitting in the middle of our king-size bed — legs crossed, boots on, but otherwise buck naked. I could see her pussy, pink and glistening.

She smiled at me and said, “Hi, baby!”

I started working open my belt buckle, and she hopped up and off the bed, with her tits bouncing. “Let me help you.” She got in close so her breasts brushed my suit jacket. She stood on tiptoe and kissed me lustfully, her tongue sliding along my lower lip before slipping into the recesses of my mouth to tangle with mine.

She pulled my belt free, undid my pants, dragged down the zipper and got her hands in my boxer briefs. She gripped my throbbing cock tightly and started to slide her fist up and down the length of me. The air conditioner kicked on and cool air blasted from the bedroom vent.

“Ooh, cold,” she said, taking my hands and placing them on her breasts. Her nipples were hard, like little diamonds.

“Did you think about this all day?” Kim whispered, once again jacking my cock. She dragged her thumb over the tip of my erection, spreading my pre-come around my dickhead.

It felt too good to bear, but I took a deep breath and let her touch me however she wanted and tried to hold on.

“I did. All fucking day.”

She led me to the bed and pushed me back, climbing over me on her knees, her boots creaking slightly.

“She came a split second before me, rocking her body atop mine.”

“Like what? Like this kind of thing?” She kept her big green eyes on me as she licked from my cockhead to the base of my shaft. She tongued my balls and flicked them quickly with her little pink tongue.

Then she swallowed me down, taking my cock down her throat to the hilt. I grabbed fistfuls of the sheets, arched up and watched her work her magic. She sucked me like it was her job, all the while shaking her ass back and forth.

When I thought, I’d bust, I said, “No more. I want to fuck you.”

“Okay.” She smiled up at me. “But first… ”

She moved up over me and finally managed to straddle my face. I put my hand beneath my head so I was the perfect height to lap at her. I licked her hard clit eagerly. The scent of her arousal filled my head. I dipped my tongue into her pussy, wiggling it back and forth. She rode my face, her strong thighs on either side of my head. She lowered just a bit, and I sucked her clit between my lips, drawing on it repeatedly until she was unbelievably wet.

She moved off of me without warning, and I sat up and flipped her over. She hit the bed with a squeal. I moved between her spread thighs, and she hiked her legs up high. The smooth leather of her black boots kissed my flanks, and my skin erupted in goosebumps.

I slid my cock into her slowly, taking in the feel of the leather sliding along my skin. She hooked her ankles behind my back, drawing me in with her strong, booted legs. I had to concentrate on not coming.

She bucked up beneath me, her cunt so wet I feared I’d slip out. She gripped me with her already tight little pussy, and I exhaled.

“God, you feel so good.”

“You, too, baby,” she said, raising up to bump her body against me. She bit my earlobe and squeezed me with her thighs.

She contracted her pussy around my cock again, milking me. She came with her mouth pressed to my shoulder, her sharp teeth nipping at my skin.

I rolled with her, and then there she was on top. She raised one leg and planted a booted foot on the bed. The pose gave her a better angle to roll her hips and work my cock. She bounced up and down on me, her full tits jiggling. She grabbed her nipples and squeezed, keeping her gaze pinned on me.

I bucked up beneath her, driving into her wetness as deep and hard as I could. The silky feeling of her dripping snatch engulfing me had my head buzzing.

I grabbed her shapely hips and pulled her hard against me, even as I drove up from under her. She let her head fall back, her pussy grew tighter, and she panted like she was trying to catch her breath.

“Fuck me baby. Fuck me.”

I looked at her strong legs in those soft boots. I felt the leather rubbing along my other leg. I inhaled the scent of her and her footwear and managed a few more thrusts. She came a split second before me, rocking her body atop mine.

I filled her pussy and held her tight.

She writhed until the last of our spasms had passed, and then she leaned over me, pressed her chest to mine and kissed me. “So, would I be right in assuming you wouldn’t mind if I went shopping for more boots this weekend?”

I shook my head and laughed. “Baby, I’ll fucking take you myself.”

“Hey, that sounds like a plan.”