Not [F]ucking [M]y Best Friend, but so close Part 3

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After a marathon weekend of sexts and pics, we cooled off for a while. We thought we should stop because neither of us wanted to really cheat. Of course, that didn’t stop the attraction. I couldn’t get the image of his amazing cock out of my head. We just couldn’t leave each other alone. It started again as a guessing game as to which panties I was wearing in the office and sent a pic from the bathroom showing him that I was wearing none. We escalated quickly and the pics turned to videos which got more and more graphic. I don’t know how many times I re-watched a clip of him spilling hot cum up close as I imagined him unloading into me. Every day from work I came home with soaked panties as we messaged back and forth all day long. We kept talking more about what we liked. I am a strong woman in the professional setting and don’t like people to tell me what to do. In bed is a different story.

“I want you to tell me what to wear for you tomorrow” I said right after we finished a sext session.

“You know I love that one dress you have” he sent.

“What panties should I wear for you?”

“Something lacy, thin…” I was guessing at that point he was picturing it and getting hard again.

“I’ll make you proud” I said as I started to ready my outfit for the next day.

The next morning, I put on the dress he loved, lace panties, and thigh highs as a special surprise. I put on some heeled boots to complete the outfit. I thought the dress would mostly cover the top of the thigh highs and look like tights. I was wrong. The minute I got in the office, I saw the eyes on me and knew I had dressed a little sluttier than intended. He wasn’t in yet, but the look on his face was priceless once he did get in and see what I was wearing. He was practically salivating. I could see him sneaking glances through all of our meetings. Finally he texted me.

“You’re killing me. Someone is going to catch me staring at you.”

“Maybe I should let you take it more in privately. Let’s head to a meeting room.”

It was close to the end of the day so most of the building was cleared out. We headed to the meeting room and chatted casually like we were just going for an end of day catch up. When we entered the room, he sat with his back to the wall facing the door. I sat opposite him with my back to the door with nothing between us. We started to talk more and I slowly parted my legs to reveal the lacy panties. I could see him starting to breath heavier as I felt the wetness build. The tease was incredible.

“I’m going to have to take you here in this room if you keep this up,” he said, a smile spreading across his lips.

“No way, too obvious…you have to sit right there so we don’t get caught.” I crossed and uncrossed my legs so the lace would shift against my recently waxed pussy.

“I could get a little closer, make you beg for it,” he said pulling in closer and putting his fingertips on my inner thigh and his face inches from mine. I shivered at the feeling of his fingers on my skin.

“People will for sure see us like this” I whispered. I really didn’t want him to stop, but also didn’t want to get fired for fucking in a conference room. He pulled away.

“I will give you one little treat.” I stood up and turned around to pull up the back of the dress to reveal the lace framing my ass. I heard him let out an audible sigh as he grazed my ass with his fingertips. I turned back around so he couldn’t do more. I sat back down and opened my legs wide and undid a button on the top of my dress so he could get a view of my bra. I could see the outline of his dick straining against his jeans.

“Fuck” he said. I could tell he was seconds away from pulling me on top of him regardless of the consequences. I looked at the time and realized I was late to get home. I straightened myself out and stood up. He needed some time before he could leave. It took everything I had not to press my lips against his as I left the room. My panties were soaked. Luckily, I had a spare set in my bag so I changed and placed the wet panties in his bag at his desk. I knew that would be a welcome surprise later. I walked out of the building and tried to figure out how the hell I would live another day without fucking his brains out.

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