[MF] Office fling when we thought we were going to be fired [kink],[oral] Part 1

This story comes in multiple parts (the reason I’m posting this first one is because of what just happened recently).   
It starts during the early days of the 2008 Financial crisis. Understand, the feeling of uncertainty, not knowing if we will have a job the next day, co-workers getting pink slips in mass waves, we were all on edge during the early days. My company was in transition and consolidating multiple branches into a new location.  Most of the staff/processors who didn’t get let go were temporarily moved to our Headquarters across the county while our new location was in the final stages of being renovated.  Our branch was now a skeleton crew of essential only personal.  In fact, the first time I even met Avery was at the town hall meeting after the 2nd wave of layoffs.  Upon recollection, she was not one that left any impression with me other than she was rather plain-Jane looking. She did have an attractive hourglass figure going for her but rather shy with new people. Avery lost most of her friends in the layoffs and employee move the previous months. Again, that was just my first impression of her.  That all changed one fateful evening when I volunteered to drive her home because she had continuous car problems and her friend bailed on her.  During the ride to her place, I found out we had quite a bit in common.  TV shows, foodie stops, even hobbies we shared (obscure animation, not just Disney).
From that day forward, going into work was just a little bit better knowing we both became friends.  We both found excuses to visit each other at our cubicles throughout the day, even started taking lunches together.  Neither of us were dating at the time and given the atmosphere, neither of us were really looking.  At that time, I considered Avery just-a-friend because “Don’t shit where you eat” was a saying engrained in me from my childhood.

A month passes and the last remaining processors are moved to Headquarters leaving only the AM (EastCoast) Sales team, the Overseas team (that worked mostly out of the office and remoted in), myself handling IT (for the staff and remaining servers inhouse) and Avery who was last remaining processor rep in the whole building.  She was unable to work out of Headquarters because of her car situation, so management allowed her some lead way as she was the employee with the highest numbers, best customer feedback and lowest turn-around-time.

So, let’s review, it was just 6-8 of us in this massive building at any given day and I was often the only person left after 4pm to close. Avery would find excuses to stay late so we could be the last remaining staff in the building. Being able to have loud, across the office conversations were amusing entertainment to us on those 08 winter evenings. I cannot for the life of me recall when it started, but the topics started to take a turn for the more R rated and explicit conversations.  Banter like “Argh! Fuck me!” while the other shouted back “Yes please” followed by laughter were becoming more and more commonplace.  

I was now taking her home just about every night while she waited for her next few paychecks to trade in her lemon of a car for an upgrade.  I didn’t mind as we always had something to talk about. Found out, Avery was not shy at all about her sex life. Not exactly up front about giving information, especially if it involved her being in the spotlight.  I held back in continuing down that topic path because of that nagging voice in my head, “Not with a Co-worker!”.  Finally, one early evening at the office as Avery and I talked our sexual banter back and forth, the topic turned to breasts and why men are fascinated by them.  I mentioned that we just were and added, “how do I know your tits are even nice… I would need to see them for myself to be sure.”   

There was a pause in the conversation as I could hear movement and rustling from across the room.  Avery belts back, “Judge for yourself then…”.  Puzzled but intrigued, I lift myself slightly from my chair and see her head above the cubicle with everything below her shoulders obscured out of view.  She’s got her arms out to her side with her hands clearly on her blouse just below her collarbone with handfuls of fabric.  She jumps up and I get a distant view of two gorgeous breasts bouncing up and disappear out of sight.  How I didn’t miss a beat I will never know; hence I reply, “see, that’s not a good way to judge, I only got a glance.”  She is now giggling as I’m smiling like an idiot, “I would need a longer viewing to see if they are truly nice.”

Avery’s hands are still clearly holding her blouse fabric up while her tits are just blocked from the view. She does that awesome thing women do when giving me that [come hither] look. She remains still and twists slightly from side to side, “Come over and find out for yourself…”  

Well fuck it, my libido is through the roof at this point at to hell with my job. I might not even have it tomorrow anyways, might as well get laid, right?  I head through the cubicle maze to the prize that awaits.  Avery, much to my delight, has remained where she was, her top still pulled up above her tits. (clearly, she was experienced in flashing as the folds of her clothing were above her sweet globes).  Her eyes were locked onto mine and mine were looking her up and down like it was the first time I was seeing her. I mean, truly seeing this woman. Her breasts were still gorgeous even if they were starting to show her early 30s age.  Didn’t bother me in the least.  I came up to her and locked my lips onto hers in a breath-filled passionate kiss. Her hands latched onto my arms and felt them up and down as mine grasped the sides of her head.  We kissed and tongued for quite some time until I felt her break away and re-lift her blouse up and over her head. Her top was now completely off and her full C’s with perky nipples were exposed to me in all their glory.

She was revved to go too. No need to slow down for foreplay, Avery was the definition of hot and bothered. With her focus now on removing the top layers of clothing from my body. Buttons be damned, I wanted Avery and I didn’t like that shirt I was wearing anyways. Round discs of plastic ricocheted off the walls when my shirt tore free. Ok, maybe not quite as dramatic as that, but the shirt was most definitely ended up ruined that night. With my arms wrapped around her hips and ass, I slid the black stretchy pants down to her knees.  I was greeted to a wonderous sight, a thin little thong that barely covered her front and only a string for the rear.

Understand, that I had never done something like this in a workplace so my mind was racing of “OH SHIT! WHAT IF WE GET CAUGHT… FUCK THIS IS HOT!   JESUS!! WE COULD GET CAUGHT!! OMG THIS IS HOT!!”. Back and forth I thought these thoughts duringthe seconds it took for her unbuckle my belt and slide my pants down to the floor. My undershirt was tossed to the ground and I was left with just my boxers left on. Avery took the lead and turned herself around to put her palms on the desk. Still upright with her torso bent at the waist, she pulled her panties to the side in what I can only assume was a practiced motion. Even with her tramp stamp and a small flower tattoo on her inner back thigh, I was not one to judge her sexual lifestyle choices.  The sight of her hourglass “fit-yet-thick” body was hot as fuck when she looked back at me over her shoulder.

No words could accurately describe the intense sexual aura of that moment. I had a slightly older woman with stretchy pants still up to her knee on one leg, her thong panties pull to the side and completely naked everywhere else.  I whipped my rock-hard dick out and teased her entrance to lube myself up as much as possible.  She was wet as it gets so it didn’t take long to slip in with her short gasps and soft moans adding to the moment. I was gripped by her heat and lips and she backed up to my hilt as soon as she was used to the feeling.  That first thrust was one of the most intense feelings of arousal I had experienced up to that moment of my life. I nearly lost my load and had to hold still just to catch my wits.  Avery was ready to bounce so I had to grab onto her hips for long enough to think straight. 

The urge subsided enough so that I could start my slow piston like movements.  But Avery was instantly moaning like a cat in heat. It wasn’t taking her long to bring herself to orgasm which was something I wasn’t used too.  She came hard and fast. When I mean fast, I mean, from the moment I entered her fully, maybe a minute had passed and she was creaming herself into a wobbly legged mess.  Not wanting to be outmatched, I kicked it into overdrive and bucked her hips into my cock, determined to get off before the moment passed. I got the impression her idea of sex was all about her so if I didn’t cum, it didn’t matter to her.

I shot my load just as I was pulling out, realizing I was not wearing a condom. Both of us were breathing heavy and Avery sunk to the carpet while still griping the top of the desk.  Apparently, she had an intense orgasm and was coming down off the high it provided.  We chit-chatted for a bit, both of us needing that release.  The mood was good but I got the impression from her words that what just happened would be a one-time thing.  I couldn’t explain it but she seemed distant and regretful in her tone despite her words saying it was good and it was fun.

The next day was business as usual during the morning and afternoon. We didn’t make eye-contact nor go to lunch together that day. Fuck! It got awkward… My mind was racing that we would get caught, she would give me up, claim sexual harassment/rape/etc.  Emotional rollercoaster going through my head as the last of the staff left the building. Avery had apparently left earlier and only now was I realizing that what we had the previous night was a onetime thing. I was coming to terms I was going to be truly fired for our one-night-stand and that was it. 

Yeah, my mind can be the ultimate troll.  

I received a text approximately 30 minutes before I was to head out and it was Avery, “Stop on by tonight?”  

My fears instantly vanished, maybe it wasn’t a one-time thing, “Sure, want me to bring anything? Food?”
“Nahh, lets order-in”

Now my mind was doing a 180 in its train-of-thought. *What was she planning? Order in? does this mean a full night of sex maybe? Will I get a chance to use the toys she’s mentioned? Did she leave early to prepare for this evening? Is that why she ignored me today? Is she going to go full commando like she told me likes doing?*   

29 minutes could not come fast enough. 

The office doors were locked, alarm set, speedometer pushing 80mph in a 60 zone, damn near Ace Ventura’ed the parking job as I peeled into her apartment complex.  I causally knocked on her door and then breathed into my palm to check for bad breath. Ehh, good enougy. She answers the door in a “hey, its chill, come on in” type posture which killed my Signori-Weaver-Red-Dress-in-Ghostbusters door answering fantasy. But, chill was good too.  She showed me her place and it was pretty much a Bedroom, Livingroom, kitchen and sizable bathroom. Clothes, books, misc décor were hastily stacked into piles onto existing bookshelves, boxes and tables. Even spotted the tell-tale stack of a bong hiding behind a tall stack of clothes that was on her bed-room dresser. 

We chatted for a bit until the conversation started to sway towards awkwardness.  I politely asked if I could freshen up, or take a quick shower just to see how she would respond. “Sure, extra towel is in the hall closet.”.  Hot damn, evening was about to start! About 2-3 minutes into my shower, I heard the door open with a cute little. “I couldn’t wait, mind if I join you?”. I may or may not have replied something lame like that of a horny teenager. Whatever right? I was about to get shower sex!

She pulled back the curtains just enough so the spray wouldn’t get out and much to my viewing pleasure, she was entirely naked. The shower was nice and hot and the space was tight so she warmed up from the cold winter air outside.  Lots of kissing ensued followed by generous amounts of soap and lather.  We gave each other a romantic washcloth clean up and it was good enough to get each other into the mood.  I had to make sure my fingers were inserted to thoroughly check that she was clean and good to go. She was more than ready to be taken right then and there.  She turned around once more and we re-enacted the previous night’s position of standing doggy.  With her palms now on the shower wall, her moans were much more controlled and quiet due to the thin apartment walls.  I had one hand gripped around her hips and ass while the other was palm down on the small of her back.  Attempting to test her reaction, my thumb trailed down during thrusts to rest at the entrance of her ass. Nothing, but continuous moans and gasps of pleasure.  I slowly applied pressure to her rear entrance and she started to react by bucking more during thrusts.  I knew from her car and across-the-room office conversations that had a bit of an anal fetish so I wasn’t too worried that she would refuse.  After a few minutes of dick and thumb-in-the-ass action, I came all along her back moments later and she quickly followed suit.  She enjoyed herself through nonverbal grunts and whimpered moans. 

Round 2

This woman loved cock, it was in her hand from the moment we left the shower to when we got into her bedsheets for some cuddling. Even under the mountains of blankets she called a bed, the entire time she was gently stroking and massaging my dick back to working order. I don’t know if I would call her a nymphomaniac, but Avery had a healthy loving respect for man-sausage when she was in the mood.  After some pillow talk and recovery time from the shower, Mr Willie started waking up again.  Avery disappeared beneath the sheets and my cock was greeted to warm wet lips engulfed to its entirety. I could tell that her experience with giving blowjob wasn’t all just talk. The woman had skills. 

Within no-time, I was rock-hard once again though far peeking. I gently lifted her head up and she pulled back the sheets. This woman was not done with swallowing cock. Nope, now that she was free of the covers, she began licking the back of my shaft as she laid Cleopatra-style across the bed and my legs. Her eyes were fixed on mine as she licked up and down. The force of her tongue followed by that deep sucking from her mouth and lips was intense. God damn, it was the best blow job of my life. She smiled at my reaction.  My eyes rolling in the back of my head and I was open jawed gasping at her intensity.  I gripped a path of her hair with my left hand and forced her to choke on my cock and she moaned along with a gagging spittle sound. She loved that. I pulled her head up and down on my shaft and she completely went with the flow.  She was my puppet while loving every moment of it.

Feeling an orgasm coming, I pulled her off to a glorious gasp of air.  She moaned through a mouth dripping with saliva and pre-cum. the night was still just starting and I wasn’t about to be completely incapacitated by that masterful blowjob

Part 2 will come some time next week. Hope to keep you hook as it will include some Kink, toys, butt plugs, an entire night of anal fun, even ropes and blindfolds.

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