[MF] [public] It started with a tan…

We both started the new job on the same day. Working the IT help desk for a large public company, we were surrounded by typical help desk personnel. Most nice, but none really nice to look at. Except her. I’ll call her “E”. E was 30, and gorgeous. The office girl everyone looked at when she walked by. Always classy, but with a party/fun attitude. Her smile was infectious, and I was drawn to her immediately.

In stark contrast I was 21 and clueless. A good church-going boy who lived a pretty sheltered life, although I always desired more. At the time I had had sex with only one person (my girlfriend at the time), and was happy with my relationship as it was.

E and I got to be friends after a while. At work events we’d naturally gravitate towards each other. Not due to any obvious attraction mind you; we were just the ones generally having the most fun. After a few drinks she’d subtly let fly that she was actually a little wild, and had a really fun side to her outside of work (where she was always cautious).

Our friendship grew steadily, but remained as-such for about a year. Then two things happened that changed everything. First, I broke up with my girlfriend. And second, we started a “improve yourself” project at work, where a bunch of us would spend our lunch breaks either working out, or tanning, or engaging in other “self improvement” activities. This is when I noticed a change in our relationship. As we spent lunches together (generally with 2-3 other people), I started to notice E’s body. When we’d workout, she’d come out of the locker room after changing into her yoga pants/shorts and I couldn’t help but to stare at her little butt as she walked past me. It was an odd feeling, as there was something carnal in me when I looked at her. You check out every hot chic at a gym, sure. But when I looked at her, my heart pounded, my muscles flexed a bit, my mouth watered…it was weird, like a predator stalking its prey (which was really unusual for me). I remember several times seeing the outline of her thong under her yoga shorts, and feeling a bulge in my pants that required immediate hiding.

On the days when we’d go tanning, we’d all usually need someone else to help finish putting the tanning lotion on our backs. This happened regularly and wasn’t a big deal, as the girls would usually help each other. However, on one occasion, I was in my room getting ready to put my lotion on and she offered to help. Didn’t occur to me that this was anything other than coincidence, and I took the time to make jokes about how much I liked her rubbing me. “Uh huh”, “Right there baby”, “Yeah, don’t stop”…I was an idiot. But she laughed, and asked if I could help her as well. I of course said yes, and I walked, shirtless, to her little tanning room next door. I closed the door behind us, as she’d need some privacy and then it clicked as to what was about to happen. She looked at me awkwardly for a second, and I immediately said “Oh, sorry” and turned around. “No problem” she said, and I could hear her removing her shirt. After a few seconds, with my back turned towards her, she said “sorry about this, but I don’t know how else to do it” causing me to turn around and look at her in her state of undress. E’s back was facing me, with her shirt and bra on the chair, her arm covering her breasts and, her other arm holding her hair. Her skin was stunning, well tanned from the previous effort. I distinctly remember getting this mild urge to reach out and bite her (gently). Nothing sinister mind you…just primal craving and desire I imagine. I reached down to the chair, grabbed the lotion and squeezed a bit into my hand. In my nervousness, I neglected to warm the lotion in my hands and applied it immediately to her back. She jumped slightly and let out the cutest little whimper. I apologized, and continued to apply the lotion to her back. I started with her shoulders, her moving her hair out of the way allowing me access to her neck. My heart started really pumping and it took a lot to dismiss my urge to reach out and kiss where her neck meets her shoulders. Continuing down her back I worked my way down to her waist, where her black skirt was in the way. I wasn’t sure what to do, as I wasn’t sure how far down was appropriate, and certainly didn’t want to risk getting lotion on her clothes. Sensing my dilemma, she let her hair drop and took her free hand and starting shimmying her skirt down slightly from either side until it had been lowered about two inches. Nothing inappropriate was overtly visible, but this miniature “undressing” action really got my heart pumping. I couldn’t distract myself any longer and felt my cock hardening rapidly in my board shorts. Once I applied the lotion to the rest of her lower back, previously hidden by her skirt, it was time to do her sides and for me to get the hell out of there before she noticed my very embarrassing erection. My heart was pounding out of my chest at this point, even though nothing particularly sexual had happened. You could almost taste the tension in the room, and while I couldn’t be sure, it seemed like her breathing had quickened a bit as well.

Moving on to her sides to finish up, I got some more lotion from the bottle, careful to pre-warm it this time. Her one arm still covering her breasts, her other had moved back to grabbing her hair. I stepped closer to her so that I could do both sides at once, my naked chest about a foot from her naked back, but taking care not to get too close where she’d notice my excited state. I started around the upper arms, and worked my way down both sides of her back, taking several strokes to work my way onto the sides of her body. I worked out the middle portions and then started up her ribcage, as slow as I dared. Now through our previous conversations, I knew that she was extremely ticklish, which I expected to cause a reaction with me rubbing my fingers along her ribcage. But she didn’t move a muscle. She stood there, breathing quickened, as my fingers got closer and closer to her breasts. I had no intention of violating our friendship today, and so I wasn’t really sure what to do. I wanted so bad for this to escalate, but I dare not put her in a situation to make her uncomfortable. So I got as close as I thought appropriate, and then moved back down her sides to finish around the top of her lowered skirt before getting the hell out of there. I moved my hands back to just above her butt, and started to work them around the top of her skirt. I was running out of lotion, causing me to have to go back up her sides and around to her lower back a few times to collect some before proceeding another inch or two towards her front, turning this into a quasi massage. As I reached around closer to her front to do the final few strokes, the sensation on my hands changed. Her creamy soft skin turned hard, as I ran my hands over the rear of her hip bones. As before, I released and went back for some more lotion, again proceeding forward a little further this time running my fingers over the entirety of her hip. When my fingers had just passed the front of her hip bone, I stopped abruptly, lingering for a moment. At this point my body shot me full of adrenaline, and time nearly stood still. The world became clear, and everything I hadn’t noticed or had wanted to ignore due to awkwardness came rushing to my senses. Her entire back and neck had developed goose bumps over the past few minutes. She had slowly starting moving backwards, closing the gap between us, and her ass was now an inch or two from my aching cock. She had also completely stopped breathing, and her body had frozen as if anticipating something. The tension was palpable, and unexperienced as I was, I knew this was a moment that needed to be executed upon.

With both palms now resting on her hip bones, I clamped down my fingers slowly, grabbing her firmly by her hips causing her to inhale slightly before catching herself. We remained there for a split second, before I exhaled loudly and gave both her hips a gentle “tug”. This one motion seemed to be all the motivation she needed to “let go”, and what followed was the most erotic thirty seconds of my life (up to that point). Her torso now firmly in my control, she let out the most sexual exhale ever heard, combined with a whispered moan that cut right through me. During which she dropped the arm holding her hair and the other holding her breasts, lowering them down and placed them on top of both my hands, reaffirming her approval. Her upper body still leaning slightly away from me, she leaned back and laid against my chest, resting her head on my shoulder and giving me my first view of her newly exposed breasts. Jesus they were everything I’d ever imagined. Perfect size (I later learned she was a 34D) Her nipples were a perfect shade of pink, rock hard like pencil erasers and begging to be licked. Almost instinctually, I grabbed her hips harder, and pulled her into me. Looking down at this perfect body, and her ass now firmly up against my rock hard cock emboldened me further. I put my lips up to her ear and let out the only sound I could think of at this moment. “MMMMmmmmph” as I pulled her tighter to me, as if hoping our clothes would just disappear and I could just take her then and there.

We stood there like that for what felt like an hour, occasionally giving her hips another rough pull, and her subtly rubbing her ass up and down against my erection. She breathed deeper and more loudly all while I held her, and I continued to moan quietly in her ear.

After the moment had lingered a bit, reality set back in and it dawned on me that this had to end quickly. We’d been in there a few min now and we had several co-workers that would definitely notice if we were in there any longer. Not willing to take that chance, I hesitatingly whispered in her ear “We have to stop”. “I know” she responded, clearly at war with her body’s desires.

Not wanting to let the moment go just yet, I pulled an odd and uncharacteristically bold move that to this day I don’t know where it came from. Still holding her tightly, I released her right hip, reached around her upper body, put my large right hand around her neck, and squeezed gently (I knew from previous conversations that she was into that). She gasped, and melted even further into me letting go of my left hand, grabbing her left breast, pinching her nipple and writhing under my grip. Still gripping her neck firmly, I brought my lips down to her ear and whispered “When I go, are you going to touch yourself?”. A sharp inhale and a surprised squeak was all she could muster. “Are you going to cum thinking about me?”. “Oh my god”, she quietly moaned, now writhing against my body. “Good”, I commandingly responded as I gave her one last pull into me before releasing her and turning around to walk out. I attempted to adjust myself as quickly as I could, left the room closing the door behind me, and ducked into my own room next door before anyone could see my obviously aroused state.

The whole thing had happened so fast I was having a hard time processing it. “I can’t believe that just happened!” I thought. “I can’t believe I just left her! IDIOT!”. “Do I dare go back?”. Saner heads prevailed, as I slipped off my pants, got into my tanning bed rock hard, and spent 12 minutes contemplating what E was doing next door and what my next move should be. (Quick PSA…guys, don’t tan while erect. There are parts of your penis that have never seen direct sunlight, and sunburn like you wouldn’t imagine while in a tanning bed! OUCH!).

After the timer went off, the tanning bed lights turned off and I got dressed, tucking my still hard cock into my pants and covering it with my untucked shirt. I wasn’t sure what exactly to do now, so I just went back to acting “normal” and waited for her and the others in the lobby. When she arrived, she was clearly flustered. The others surely wrote it off to the tanning, but I knew better. She made an attempt at acting normal, intentionally not looking at me first and paying an unusually little amount of attention to me as we left the tanning place. We got into the car, E and I in the back seat and the others in front. After a min or so, we met eyes and she gave me the sexiest “innocent” smile I’d ever seen. Sort of a non-verbal “I cannot believe that just happened!” look. We continued making normal conversation with the two up front, both of us leaning forward and near the center console. During a lull in the conversation I turned to her and mouthed “DID YOU?” She got shy for a split second, but then looked into the rear view mirror to make sure the driver wasn’t watching her. She looked back at me smiling, rolled her eyes back and excitedly mouthed “OH MY GOOOOODDDD”. I grinned, feeling triumphant when she again looked into the rear view for a second. Still clear, she got a deviant look on her face, reached down into her purse, and without bringing it out, showed me her little pink vibrator/dildo. I lit up like Christmas, shocked and turned on at her openness. Without hesitating, I grabbed it, still trying to avoid attention from the other passengers. She protested for a split second, but stopped as soon as I put it into my mouth, obviously savoring every second of it. I was tasting her pleasure, and I nearly exploded in my pants thinking about how naughty that was. I tasted her for just a few seconds before putting it back in her purse where I found it. Her face was priceless. Surprise, a little disgust, curiosity, and most of all…desire. This was the beginning, and we both knew it.

Continued in her car some days later…https://redd.it/6epq15

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