I was in my early 20s, working the front desk at my local gym. I know you’re thinking I was the guy who slept with all of the women, but that was not me. I was too shy. Of course, I was FRIENDS with all of them. They all loved me, thought I was cute and funny, but in a BFF kind of way, not a rip your clothes off kind of way.
Sometimes, women would come to the front desk and ask me who that cute guy was and if I could casually introduce them. That was my role—getting other people laid.
When a new girl joined the front desk team, I knew I was in big trouble. She was definitely into me. I know, you’re thinking if you’re so sex starved, go for it! But she wasn’t my type. She was obnoxious—never stopped talking. Well, of course the members saw what was going on, there.
“She likes you!” They’d say. They’d encourage me to ask her out, get laid—but I couldn’t. I just didn’t feel that way for her. So, they said I should let her down easy. But the problem was, I depended on her to cover my shifts. If I confronted her, she might stop helping me.
What I needed was a different solution to the problem.
That’s where Laura came in. Laura was a curvy red head with an amazing ass and great smile. She was the type of member who would come to the front desk after her workout and chat with me for ten minutes before going home.
On one particular night, Laura happened to come in when my colleague was flirting with me. Laura headed into the gym. A moment later, my phone buzzed. It was Laura.
“She really likes you,” she said.
I responded, “But I don’t like her and it’s making my work situation very uncomfortable. I don’t know what to do.”
Laura responded: “I got this.”
An hour later, Laura came to the desk. My colleague was still chatting my head off even though her shift had ended an hour ago.
“Hey,” Laura said as she walked behind the front desk.
My eyes grew wide as she stepped into me and grabbed me close for a long, intense French kiss. She squeezed my ass and whispered just loud enough for my colleague to hear her say, “See you tonight?”
The fact that I managed a head nod was amazing. I was in shock.
“Sure. Yeah. Tonight.”
Not one to pass up the opportunity, I slapped her on the ass as she left. She spun around, almost surprised, definitely turned on. She let out a little laugh that almost sounded like a friendly, surprised scoff. And then, she was gone.
My colleague looked at me, crestfallen.
“Oh,” she said. “Are you and Laura … a thing?”
“Sort of,” I said.
Just like that, my colleague was gone and I avoided a conflict!
I texted Laura straight away to tell her that her plan worked. And it was brilliant! And it was kind of hot, too.
Laura responded by saying the slap on the ass at the end was an unexpected twist. But she liked it. Okay. My confidence was growing. Along with other stuff … It was time to pretend, at the very least, to be the suave guys at my gym who I always helped get laid.
“So,” I typed. “Does your offer to swing by later tonight still stand?”
Silence. That was stupid. SO STUPID. Of course she was just helping out the young kid at the front desk. Laura was in her late-30s. I was 24. She just did a nice thing to help out an awkward kid. Or at least, I felt like a kid. And now, I felt like a really STUPID kid. I had transferred myself from one awkward situation to another like a pro.
I put my phone down and sat in silence at the front desk, kicking myself for — and then, my phone buzzed. It was Laura.
“Not tonight. Can you come over in three days? I have to tidy up before I have company. I look like a Chia Pet down there.”
“You need three days to trim your bush?”
She laughed and explained her work situation. She didn’t have much time—especially for a relationship. But she did have time for sex once a week … if that appealed to me. Of course, it appealed to me.
“Understood. But please, don’t touch your bush.”
“But mine is particularly out of control.”
“Don’t touch it,” I wrote back.
Here’s the twist. I was a virgin. I’d only gotten my first blowjob a year earlier. I called a friend who knew my situation. I asked him what to do.
“Man,” he said through laughter, “You’re going to bust the second she gets naked! Okay. Here’s what you do. Right before you go over, jerk off. That way, you’ll have a little more stamina.”
But I was too nervous to remember his instructions. In fact, I did the opposite. I hadn’t jerked off in days, thus ensuring a quick finish. She would laugh at me and tell me to leave. I was sure of it. And my anxiety skyrocketed. Should I go over? Should I just stay home where I’m comfortable?
I had to push myself to go to her house on Thursday night. I parked my car out front of her building and texted her to say I was downstairs. She buzzed me in. I was so nervous I didn’t even have a strategy.
Lucky for me, Laura was an experienced woman. I knocked on her door. She swung it open, yanked me inside and kissed me.
“The bed is there,” she said with a point of her finger.
Suddenly, her sundress was on the floor and she was standing in her foyer, naked and beautiful.
She followed me into her bedroom and crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees. I took off my clothes and looked at her body. She crawled around and crawled towards me, her mouth open, her eyes locked on mine.
Before I knew it, my cock was in her mouth and she sucked and lick me up and down, spitting on me, drooling, groaning. It was incredible. So wet, so sloppy.
She pulled my cock from her mouth and said, “Fuck my mouth.”
I grabbed onto her pigtails and started off slow, but the more she nodded, the faster I moved. After some time, she grabbed a condom and threw it to me.
“Fuck me,” she said as she got onto her hands and knees.
This was it. This was it! I put the condom on and pushed myself inside of her pussy. Her lips spread as I shoved myself inside of her. She groaned and gripped the sheets. It was finally happening!
I was in such a daze that I fucked her from behind for nearly ten minutes, slamming into her over and over, dripping in sweat. She orgasmed twice and I was still going strong.
“Let me get on my back,” she said.
I crawled on top of her and squeezed her tits while I fucked away, occasionally lifting her legs over my shoulders, thrusting into her tight, hairy pussy.
Oh, and by the way, her bush wasn’t so out of control. It was perfect. Her asshole and pussy lips were bare. I reached down to her clit and rubbed it.
“Eat me,” she said. “Eat my pussy!”
I pulled out, dropped to my knees and spread her legs. I ate her until she came. I fingered her viciously. She was dripping wet.
“Your stamina is amazing,” she said. “I’ve never been fucked this hard, this long!”
She pushed me onto my back and straddled me and rode me faster and faster, clutching her gigantic breasts with her left arm, tossing her red hair back with her right hand. She rubbed her body. She writhed, groaned.
“Do you like it when I ride you?”
I nodded.
“I love it.”
“I’m going to squirt. Would that bother you?”
I laughed and said, “No. Do it!”
She picked up her pace, riding, grinding. Faster. Harder.
“Here I come!” She screamed as a torrent of thick liquid gushed from her pussy and onto me. She pulled out and admired her puddle. She leaned in and licked my torso clean.
“Did you like that?”
I nodded. The sheets were soaked. And my cock was still rock hard.
She ripped the condom off of me and took my entire cock into her mouth, sucking harder and faster than I’d ever been sucked in my life.
I flipped her onto her back and straddled her. She pushed her breasts together and I fucked her tits.
“I’m gonna cum,” I finally announced.
“Do it,” she said. She closed her eyes, leaned in and opened her mouth.
Was it really going to happen like this? Was my first time going to culminate in a facial? This was perfect! I thrusted my cock between her tits faster and faster until I started cumming. Before I knew it, her entire face and neck was soaked in jizz. Even her mouth was overflowing with cum.
She gulped it down, locked eyes with me and said, “Holy shit.”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/748qfn/bailed_out_of_a_tricky_work_situation_m_f_oral