My Office
It’s a hot and humid Tuesday, and I’m stuck in my tenth-story office sweating, trying to work, knowing it’s gonna be a late one. I get no cover in this office. Behind me are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the city below, flooding the room with light, while in front of me it was some idiot’s great design to have clear glass. No privacy. At least I get to keep an eye on everyone.
It’s midday, hot. Everyone starts to go for lunch, walking past my office.
I’m not going anywhere. Too much work.
Usually I hate this part of the day, but for once I’m quite enjoying the view. As everyone shuffles past, I see you, smiling as you gossip with your colleagues. A tight long grey dress hugs your body, keeping everything contained,
barely.
Your hair cascades down to a set of black beads draped around your neck. A plunging neck line reveals a glimpse of your cleavage with your breasts testing the limits of the fabric. I notice the sway of your hips as you walk on black high heels. You’re someone who clearly knows how to walk in heels.
I stop and stare. Watching you leave. Feeling a bulge in my trousers.
Damn, you’re sexy.
As everyone leaves, I get on with my work, trying to get the image of you out of my mind but failing miserably. It’s gonna be tough to concentrate this afternoon.
Later, the office gets louder as everyone gets back from lunch and gets on with their jobs.
I’m back working now, lost in the job, the work.
I look up and you’re there once again, chatting to a colleague but facing me. It’s clear to see that you’re not wearing your bra anymore as I can clearly see your erect nipples trying to burst through the fabric.
I chuckle to myself thinking someone’s cold.
Suddenly, the papers you were holding drop to the floor, going everywhere.
You hitch your dress up a little so you can crouch down to pick them up, and your colleague bends down, helping you. Watching you sitting there on your heels, your dress pulled up just above your knees, I notice your legs slowly start to move apart.
I watch as you slowly pull your dress further up your legs and I see what’s underneath.
You’re not wearing any panties.
I must be imagining things.
Must be the heat.
Your colleagues are not saying anything, oblivious.
I must be imagining things.
Having collected everything, you stand, thank your co worker, and return to your own office.
Never once having looked at me.
Fuck, I’m so turned on, but I can’t do anything about it.
You’re a co worker and relationships between co workers are frowned upon.
But,
That just happened,
I think. Or did I only want it to?
Fuck, I’m confused.
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The work day ends and as everyone heads home I’m still sat there, a little befuddled, but still with a lot of work to do. It’s definitely gonna be a late one now.
Once again, you walk past the office, last one to leave it seems.
This time, you see me watching you and smile as you walk past before heading out the door.
That’s it, I can’t take this anymore, I gotta know.
I dash out and manage to catch you as you push the button for the lift.
“Sorry, I know its late but have you got a minute?”
“For you, of course” you seductively purr.
We head to my office and you take a seat as I close the door behind you.
Taking my seat, I ask how things are going with the job now you have the new office and promotion, trying my best to keep things professional. That clearly wasn’t happening.
“See anything you like?” you interrupt.
“Sorry, what are you talking about?” I stammer, flustered.
“Well, you haven’t stopped staring at my breasts since I came into your office. Is it the nipples? They always stand to attention when I’m excited.”
“You’re excited?” I nervously reply.
“Well you have been perving over me all day. I saw you watching earlier. Watching as I showed you my pussy, could you see how wet it was? Wet from the thought of you watching me.”
“I never… I don’t know what you mean.”
You slowly stand and I watch as you walk around my desk, grabbing the arms of my chair, pushing me back against the window.
“Shush, honey. I love that you were watching me.”
Your hand reaches down to feel my cock through the fabric of my trousers. Hard.
“Hmm, seems I’m not the only one who is excited.”
You lean in and grab my head, pulling me in for a kiss. Slow and long. Enjoying the sensations of my lips as we taste each other. Your leg’s in between mine as your hands grab my shirt, pulling it open, sending buttons flying everywhere.
“Oops!” You exclaim, mocking apologetically.
Being able to take no more, I push you back to the table, throwing the chair to the side. I spin you around, pushing you against the window. You let out a moan, excited that I’m finally taking control.
I’m behind you now,
on you,
pushing you against the glass,
my hands all over you.
Grabbing the straps of your dress and forcing them down over your arms,
finally exposing those breasts,
pulling on each nipple.
I kiss the back of your neck as your body arches towards me,
your bum pressing on my cock,
teasingly moving from side to side.
I kneel behind you,
pulling your dress,
down,
over your hips,
down,
revealing your tight ass,
down,
to your feet as you slowly step out of it,
still wearing those heels.
I slowly move up your body,
kissing your legs,
my hands feeling the smoothness of your bare skin,
grabbing each ass cheek,
up,
following the arch of your back with my kisses.
You hear me undoing my belt,
my trousers dropping to the floor,
as you feel me close,
my breath on your neck,
feeling how hot you are,
how excited,
feeling my cock pressing into you.
You stick your ass out,
as I reach between to spread your pussy lips,
feeling how wet you are,
feeling your sex.
You moan as you feel the tip of my cock rubbing against your pussy,
teasing you,
making you crazy,
as I slowly push my cock,
inside you,
all the way inside you.
Your body shakes with the pleasure.
“Fuck me. Fuck me now”
I grab both of your hands in one of mine and pull them up over your head,
holding them against the glass.
My other hand grabs your hip,
pulling you onto me,
as my cock slides
in
and
out,
in
and
out.
Your breathing gets faster as you feel your breasts getting pressed against the glass,
loving the sensations of the cold**,** smooth surface against your nipples,
realising that anyone could be watching
is watching,
knowing people are watching you get fucked,
feeling how much that turns you on.
Your pussy juices drip down your leg,
As I fuck you
harder,
faster.
You feel the pleasure building in you,
your breath, so fast now,
moaning,
pushing back against me to meet each thrust,
both my hands on your hips pulling you on to me,
feeling each jolt of pleasure.
As you can take no more,
and you cum,
all over me,
wave after wave of pleasure,
going weak,
moaning uncontrollably as I carry on fucking you,
feeling your pussy clenching around my cock,
harder
faster
Till I explode inside you,
as you cum again.
We collapse onto my desk,
my arms around you,
hugging you close,
kissing your lips.
“Fuck, I needed that. That was amazing. You’re amazing.” I say, knackered.
“We’re not done yet,” you reply with a devilish grin on your face. “We still need to christen my office.” As you take my hand and I watch your naked body sway, we head to your office.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9veudj/first_post_here_mf_work_colleagues