Oh just [F]uck [M]e already!

Doesn’t have any actual sex, sorry. But trust me, I’m more disappointed than you!

A bit of back story, I’m a woman in the best shape of her life after spending the last few years working out and eating healthy and recently attention from men I know, and strangers, has definitely stepped up. I have a boyfriend, but after about a year of us not being very happy together, we’ve decided to open the relationship.

In my last story I mentioned a coworker that I was hot for. To describe him, he would be one of those Clark Kent types, but when he takes off the glasses, he’s Superman. He dresses sharp, goes to the gym often, has an incredible smile, and is just a sexy nerd. He’s got a great sense of humour, sick and flirty, very similar to my own. It’s rare in life when you find someone that you just click with, and CK is one of them.

I’ve worked along side CK for about a year. We don’t work in the same department, but it’s a smallish building and we are often in the same area and sometimes alone. At first, we would chat and get to know eachother, but neither of us showed any interest in the other.

As we got to know eachother more, CK teased a few times that he has some nudes if I ever want to see more, I just have to ask. I never followed up on it, just because I honestly thought it was just part of our regular joking, but I always did find him attractive.

One day, I was looking at him when he walked by and noticed how sexy his body was looking now, and just stood there completely turned on. I waited until we were alone, and flirted that maybe one day when I was brave enough, I’d ask for the photos. He once again teased that they were online and I just had to ask. I said that maybe I would, and inquired how I would find them if I wanted. So he showed me Reddit porn section. Before this, my experience with Reddit was the occasional view from a post a friend made on Facebook – I didn’t even know Reddit had porn!

I spent some time that night once I got home reading some sexy stories and looking at some nudes on Reddit. The stories did way more for me but looking at some sexy men didn’t hurt. I went to bed that night very turned on and thinking of CK, and of course I had a sex dream about him. I woke up hoping to just take things into my own hands and leave it at that. I did get myself off, but that just seemed to add more sexual frustration into me.

I decided to text him and just blurt out that I had a sexy dream about him. I was going to leave it at that, once again figuring it would be part of our daily innocent flirting, and be embarrassed for a while if he took it bad, but he replied positively, and we both just went crazy with the sexting. He was at work and I was home alone.

I decided to chance it and asked for his photo’s. He asked what he’d get in return. I told him I don’t have any nudes to trade, but would send him a bra pic. He said full nudes for bra wasn’t fair trade, so I said next time we were fully alone, I’d flash him. Earlier we had discussed my boobs being much smaller now that I’ve lost weight, and I was saying they didn’t look as good now. I’ve gone down to a DDD, still big, but I didn’t think looked as good. He told me multiple times that he was sure they were still very nice, and teased anytime I wanted to flash him, he would judge closely.

So with his nudes and my bra photos sent, we were now both in a state. I had a late shift and was starting work a few hours after he was to finish, but I needed to head in a early to go to the gym, and he said I should drop by and flash him. I still thought he was joking at this point, most people are braver by text than in real life.

I knew CK had a long distance girlfriend and had heard from other coworkers that it was also an open relationship, so I asked if that was the case. He told me that while he was in an open relationship, he wasn’t interested in anything physical happening between us. Disappointed but understanding, I told him that it was fine, we could stop here and just forget the sexting, and that no actual touching had happened.

I got changed into my gym clothes, grabbed my bag and went into work.

As soon as I told him I was there, we found a hidden part of the building we knew had no cameras, and after confirming he was sure, with his incredibly sexy smile, I pulled up my shirt and bra. He had already moved to grab me in less than a second but stopped right before, then asked if he could touch them. I was trying to hold myself back from touching him, as per his rules, even though every part of me wanted him at that moment. I didn’t respond verbally because I don’t think my mind was able to function on anything but ‘fuck me now’ so I just nodded yes. He was then holding my breasts and rubbing them gently while I tried to maintain standing and not moan or make sound, due to the fact that other staff members were walking around the hallway less than 5 feet away.

Trying to follow the rules that he set in place, I kept my hands to my side or behind my back, even though all I wanted to do was to return the touch. I felt a twing of shyness come across me and decided after about 30 seconds to pull my shirt and bra back down. We passed a few of our sexy jokes between us and then I couldn’t hold back any longer and next thing I know my hands were on his hard chest. He was wearing a fitted shirt but not a jacket as he usually did, so his muscles looked amazing. I could see the hard bulge in his pants from the moment I walked in, but didn’t touch him there, still trying to maintain some sort of control over the whole not touching thing. I’ve always found the hottest thing about a man is his arms if he works out, other than making me laugh, arms that are strong enough to hold me up while fucking me against a wall is the sexiest part of a man. I ran my hands all down his hard chest and could feel his hard abs, then I reached up and ran my hands down each arm, saying that he worked hard for this body, someone should appreciate it. CK didn’t say anything but laughed as I was doing this.

I knew kissing him was a big no no. I know no kissing is a big rule in multiple situations, some couples in open relationships have this rule, etc, so I didn’t dare kiss him, but we both had pulled our bodies about as close together as possible. I could feel his hard cock in his pants pushed up again my pussy, which was so wet by this point, I could feel the wetness sliding down my inner thighs, since I don’t wear underwear in my tight yoga shorts. I ached so much to be touched there, or to pull out and let him play with my breasts again, but for about a minute, we just felt eachother bodies with our bodies. He wrapped his arms around my back, while I slid mine around his waist and instantly grabbed his ass with both my hands, seeing if it felt as sexy as it looked when I checked him out everyday. I’ll tell you, it sure did!

We pulled apart and both looked down at his bulging pants. CK gave me one of his pussy wettening smiles and said “you can touch it if you want.” I laughed and said “I’m just trying to follow your rules.” But my hand was already betraying me and next thing I knew, I was rubbing him through his pants. His light moan and intake of breathe almost made my knees buckle as my pussy got even wetter. He was so hard and, at that moment, and I would have done anything he would of asked of me.

Way too soon I pulled my hand away, as we both agreed we needed to go or we wouldn’t have stopped. Had I known this was the only physical interaction that we’d have, I would have been on my knees with his hard cock at the back of my throat in a second.

We both went back in for a hug, once again both saying we needed to go, I knew I didn’t want to go and I’m sure in a way he didn’t either, but I was trying to respect his wishes. I pulled away and could feel my lips pumped so full of blood, I wanted to kiss him so bad. I looked him in his eyes and moved in slightly, allowing him to pull away if he wanted, but he also moved in slightly. Our lips hardly grazed eachother, I wouldn’t even call it a kiss, more like less than a second of slight contact. At that, I pulled away because I knew he’d regret this later.

My whole body ached to be touched and licked. My pussy had not been so wet in a very long time, I could feel my clit pulsating at this point. The blood was rushing through my body and I was tingling everywhere.

I’m not sure if I even said goodbye, I grabbed my bag, turned and walked away without looking back. If I had, I probably wouldn’t have been able to stop myself, my body was like jello and I had to force it to walk away from this moment. I went and cleaned myself up in the bathroom and then spent two hours in the gym trying, unsuccessfully, to work out my sexual frustrations.

CK stumbled across my last story and we sat down and talked about everything. Other than posting this story, with his permission, I’m pretending it all didn’t happen at all, and each day that passes, my want to fuck him urge gets smaller, thankfully!

So I’ll continue to hit the gym and look even better with each passing day, and await the next sexy, hard bodied man to drive me over the edge and back….all night long.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/by30mm/oh_just_fuck_me_already