“I’ll Take That Bribe” [MF] Sensual Encounter With Sexy Colleague

Note: This was written for her as a bit of a grease the day after…and shared here with her blessing ;)

For you my sexy friend,

I woke up this morning distinctly aroused replaying the details of yesterday’s events. My fingers tracing the outline of my rapidly growing cock as the images of the previous day unfolded in my mind….

…. Yesterday stated with the tempered anticipation of meeting her. I soon found out that I was not the only one doing battle with my mind. With a message she mirrors what I am thinking, “This sounded like a better idea last night” With that, I am equal parts relieved and selfishly disappointed.

Moving on with my day, I find myself sitting in front of Starbucks an hour later. Not with the intention of teasing, but to let her know I was still thinking about her, I send a simple message “coffee is necessary”, to which she replies…

“I’ll take that bribe”

Pulse quickens

Is she teasing me?

No…

Within a few minutes and 2 stops later (one for coffee and one for responsibility sake) I was headed her way.

She met me at the door, warning me that she had on, what she called her “Morning look. Silly girl, I have already seen her morning look, and I like it.

I’m immediately compelled to kiss her at the door.

She, and her kiss, is soft and warm.

Door shut, she invites me to sit next to her on the leather couch. Both staring at our respective cups of coffee, we are wondering where and how to start. Awkward moment passes quickly, and easy conversation flows.

I feel my hand needing connection, and I find it is already tracing a line from her shoulder to her neck, and the look in her half closed eyes tell me its ok.

We talk for a while, I am struck again by her gentle touch, nothing overtly sexual, but her fingers lightly touching my leg send waves though my body.

A break in the conversation as we both listen to the words of a song, she asks me what I am thinking…

What am I thinking? I am thinking this…with that I leaned in for a kiss (thank you for the opening Bruno Mars, “Gorilla”)

The conversation changes from words and laughs to kisses and exploration. My hands have control of my body as the lightly explore hers through the thin fabric of her shirt, my lips find her neck, behind and below her ear. She will later learn that this is one of my favorite spots. She is warm.

I don’t recall if i pulled her on top of me or if she initiated and slid over but in a moment she was on my lap.

I marvel for a moment at the view from my position, then my hands slid up her back and pull her into me,

Her hips respond to my kiss and I can feel her warmth as she presses against my rapidly swelling cock.

The pressure is divine, and I want more…

She stops and looks at me with a look, somewhere between concern and hurt, and says “I can’t, we can’t, I want to, I want you…but I can’t”

I know immediately she is right.

Right now our bodies are doing battle with our consciences, the gravity of the moment is heavy.

The last thing I want to do is to hurt this girl, there can be no future in us, she is my friend …she is more, I am selfish, this is unfair for both of us, but mostly for her….she is more than a ..friend, but what, and how… Struggle.

Still on my lap, a balance is struck. We both agree we can’t, for now. We are here, somewhere between friends and lovers.

As if to signal agreement with our unspoken consensus, she gently rocks her hips across my still throbbing cock. A few moments pass and we naturally slide apart, yet still in contact with one another. I cannot stop touching her; the desire to kiss her is still is strong.

We talk for a while, I learn a little about her special spots and I gladly share mine. I am thrilled and immediately transfixed when she starts tracing, with gentle fingertips, along the inside of my arms…bliss. Strange that such an easily accessible, non-erotic part of the body can be so erotic, when touched with the right touch, and the right pressure.

We talk about our previous encounter, both wishing we could remember more, but both impressed how well we fit together, and on a twin bed, at that.

This talking, touching and kissing having a major effect on me, and she notices. As my hands resume tracing the outlines of her breasts, she starts to run her fingers up my thigh and over my throbbing cock, it has been hard for an hour and a half now…no hiding the wet spot it has created. My one-track mind feels its necessary to explore the wetness we find and with a quick flip, my shorts have come undone.

She is not shy, and is now tracing the outline of my stiffness through my underwear, and my hand slips between her legs to tease her back.

Time is short, she is wet, I am hard, ugh time is cruel. I’m not sure what prompted me, but without a great deal of thought, I decide my underwear is too constricting, I quickly liberate myself from it …Phone RINGS …REALLY PHONE? Minor detail.

She returns, and asks, ” Are you trying to wear me down?”

I say ” no” and I truly mean it…I think.

A brief pause and we return to our previous positions, she is lightly stroking my cock and I am caught in sensation and the moment. Brought back when she states “You know, if we had more time, my lips would be around your cock right now?”

Ugh time is cruel.

She wants me to show her how I like to be stroked hoe I like to be touched.

” Show me” she says

She knows how I like to be watched…who is wearing down whom?

Of course, I oblige.

Feeling my hard throbbing cock, as I alternately squeeze and slide my hand along my shaft. Watching her watch me. As if to illustrate a point a small bead of pre-cum slips from my tip, to lubricate things a little more. The feeling of her watching me, in my most intimate moment is a thrillingly erotic.

I strongly suggest that she join me, and with but only a moment or two of hesitation, she obliges me. Sliding two hands into her pajama pants to tease her wetness, she bites her lip, and is now watching herself.

It is a beautiful sight before me, I can see how she holds her hands, and applies the pressure only she knows. The hitch in her breath, tells me it feels as good as it looks.

I am close, so close but I don’t want this to end. Then without warning, she surprises me, by slipping a hand out from between her legs and slides her fingers into my mouth…Amazing. I am at once impressed and surprised. Does she know what this does for me?

She tastes incredible and I want more. I’m too close now, she has put me over the edge. Her sly smile speaks volumes; I could not speak a word right now.

My body shakes as I climax. Erupting, I am immediately worried about making a mess, and she ever so sweetly speaks “Enjoy it”. She has no idea how those two words have stuck with me.

“Enjoy it ” I did.

Our time is up, our encounter fleeting as it was, was perfect. Time to go back to our world’s, time to go back to being friends….. Time to “Say Goodbye.”

For now….

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