Lingering Scent

Geoff could still taste Lauren’s pussy on his lips. He closed his
eyes, letting the slight rocking motion of the train relax him. He
inhaled, smiling as the warm odor of her sweet juices drifted from his
goatee, filling his mind with thoughts of how sweet she had tasted.
She had woken him up that morning, her lips wrapped tight around his
cock, and sucked him, her blonde hair falling over her face as she slid
her warm mouth up and down his prick until he exploded, leaving the
taste of his cum on her tongue.

Geoff reached down, adjusting his rising cock as he licked his lips,
savoring the tangy taste of her pussy. Lauren had writhed in pleasure
under the ministrations of his tongue, coming over and over again as he
had dragged his tongue over her clit and then plunged it deep inside
her, covering his face with her sweet honey and sucking her juices into
his mouth. The scent stayed with him all morning, and every time Geoff
shifted, he felt his cock throb, the smell of her on his skin and
moustache a reminder of their pleasure.

Jody, one of the secretaries, was leaning over his desk as they looked
at some papers together. She sniffed, wrinkling her brow as she tried
to place the smell. Then her eyes widened as she realized that her
co-worker Geoff smelled enticingly like another woman’s wet pussy. Her
nipples hardened under her blouse, and she felt her cunt growing
warmer. She excused herself quickly and headed to the ladies’ room.
Without bothering to pull down her pantyhose, she slipped her fingers
into her panties.

Her warm juices poured over her hand as she slid her fingers back and
forth, teasing her clit. She could smell her wet pussy, and she
shivered in pleasure, flicking her fingertip lightly across her stiff
clit. As she came, she thrust a finger deep inside the well of her
cunt, feeling the walls pulling tight around her hand, juices dripping
over her palm and down her thighs.

“Here’s that file you wanted,” Jody said, dropping the manila folder on
her boss’ desk. Andrew picked it up, flipping through it, and then
sniffed suspiciously. Jody’s perfume was mingled with another,
stronger scent. He lifted the file to his nose, inhaling again, and as
he recognized the scent, his cock pulsed, twitching inside his boxers
until he was fully hard.

“Jody, please hold my calls,” Andy said, moving out from behind his
desk long enough to lock the door to his office. His mind was
spinning. He had always thought Jody was sexy, but imagining her
fingering herself was driving him while. He inhaled the papers again
where her fingers had imprinted her secret scent, easing down his
zipper and taking the hard length of his cock in his hand.

Andy stroked himself, licking his lips as he smelled her sweetness, his
prick throbbing against his palm. He wondered what it would be like to
taste her, to suck her clit, rub his face in her pussy until his skin
was covered with her juices. He groaned, leaning back in his chair as
his cockhead pulsed, sending jets of warm seed into the air, trickling
down his fingers.

When 5:30 came, Geoff headed out the door. His cock had been hard
nearly all day, he had hardly moved from his chair. Each step he took
seemed to make his cock more sensitive. He could still smell Lauren’s
tangy juices in the hair of his goatee, but he couldn’t wait to get
home and refresh his memory.