You can see my previous post for context, although not much is really needed.
After our initial encounter, Jamie and I decided that the office did not need to know about what had previously happened between us. While no rules were broken, it would not have neccessarily been great for either of our carreers. From then on the flirtation we had around the office continued and was actually even more intense. The thought of knowing that the other person was ready to ravage you if given the opportunity made the distance we kept all the more tantalizing. There were a few moments when we would be the only people in the break room and we’d use the opportunity for some light touching or whispering in the other’s ear.
This continued for the next few months. We texted now and then but tried to refrain as best we could. The first week of December rolls around and it’s time for our Christmas party. Normally our CEO books a reception hall for the party but this year was different. Our company had just aquired a large commercial building that had been for sale due to it’s need for renovation. The third floor of this building was to be rented out to other companies while the first two were to be used by us. The party was being thrown in the new building so that everyone could see it and celebrate the growth of the company.
Since they did not have to rent a room for the party, the company spent the extra money on an open bar and live band. Periodically throughout the night, one of the executives would take employees on a tour throughout the building to explain how everything would be set up. As the night went on, the band played louder, people drank more, and everyone was dancing. It was around this time that i felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Jamie: “Did you see where my office will be?”
I scanned the room and found her sitting at a table with her boss and another coworker. She looked at me while she sipped her drink as if i was prey. I held the gaze for a few seconds longer to bask in the intensity of the moment.
Me: “I didn’t. Should I ask Mr. Smith to show me?”
Jamie: “He’s busy. Meet me on the second floor and i can show you the way.”
I watched her as she politely excused herself from the table and walked across the room to the stairs. She was wearing a dress tonight. It was charcoal grey and reached just below her knees. She had just a slight bit of cleavage showing and her hair was straightened. I watched her glide across the room as if she was skating on her black heels. Just before the door to the stairwell closed i saw her look back and smile.
When i stepped into the 2nd floor hallways she was standing a few doors down sipping her drink as she beconed me over. I followed her into a large room with 4 desks. I asked her which one would be hers. When she turned to point i walked up behind her and put my hands on her hips. I brushed her hair to one side and kissed her softly on her neck. I could smell her perfume. She leaned her head back onto my shoulder as i continued to taste her skin. I whispered into her ear how badly i missed feeling her body against mine.
I put my left hand on her thigh and started to bunch up the fabric of her dress until i was able to reach below it. I wanted to tease her. I ran my fingertips up and dow and front and inside of her leg, stopping just short of her panties each time. I went higher, rubbing her stomach and then around to her incredibly smoot ass. She pushed her hips back into me untill she could feel my cock against her body. She moved her hips side to side in an almost choreographed way.
I was so incredibly hard at this point that i was worried i would barely last. I decided to turn her around and have her sit back on her desk. I pulled up her skirt and pushed her knees apart. She was wearing a white cotton g-string with a christmas tree on the front…i couldn’t help but smile. I gave each leg equal attention, starting at her knees and slowly kissing my way down. When i switched from that left side to the right, i let my lips graze against the christmas tree. By the time i pulled her panties off, she was practically pulling them off herself. I could feel the soft hairs from her landing strip against my nose while my tongue slid across her clit. Even though there wasn’t much of a chance for anyone to hear us, she was still making an effort to stay quiet. She let me know what she liked by how tightly she held the back of my head and the tiny whimpers she let slip. When I felt her get close I slid two fingers inside of her and slowly worked them in and out.
Then her breathing got quick and shallow. Her hand pulled the back of my head into her and her thighs tightened around my ears. Her hips bucked back and forth in a pulsing rhythm until I felt her body slowly relax. When I stood up her knees were shaking and her thighs were glistening. Her dress was pulled up to her bra while I watched her catch her breath.
She stood up, wiggled back into her g-string and told me it was time for my gift. She pulled my pants to my ankles and I sat back into a comfortable office chair. I watched her head Bob up and down with her lips wrapped around me. I could taste her on my lips when I whispered that I was close. She never broke rhythm. It felt like every muscle below my waist was convulsing. She looked up at me with my cock still in her hand and swallowed with a grin. As we walked down the hall to separate staircases the only thing I could say was, “This was the best Christmas party I’ve ever been to.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5n03ho/mf_christmas_party