The taste of a co-worker [MF][Cheating]

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I recently took to writing out my fantasies in story format. I’ve never posted before so be gentle.
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I have this co-worker who eats extremely healthy. She has to for medical reasons so it’s not like she is a gym Nazi and buff. She’s pretty but not hot. Beautiful I guess is the best descriptor. Barely any breasts (A cup if I had to guess) little to no waist and thin. Normally I prefer more meat on the bones to give some curves.

She does have this one dress that is my favorite. It’s bright yellow, and has a very accentuated waist. It’s probably the tightest dress she owns but is still very sensible and classy. Now, all that said, I simply cannot get it out of my head that with her insanely healthy diet of fruit veggies, no dairy and practically no meat that she MUST taste amazing. I remember reading somewhere that certain foods make the ladies and guys cum taste more bitter and salty. But a healthy diet can make things much more palatable.

I have this recurring fantasy where we are in a meeting together, it ends early and most everyone leaves the conference room but we stay behind. I explain it’s easier to stay here and get uninterrupted work done since my schedule says I’m busy. If I go back to my desk people will interrupt me. She agrees and we continue idle chitchat while both working on our laptops.

Somehow or another we end up on the topic of diets and foods and I mention that on top of the health benefits I’m sure that her husband loves her diet too. “What cause I’m skinny?” She says. “No, I meant more…um…you know the saying ‘you are what you eat’ and all I ever see you eating or snacking on is fruit.” She looks at me quizzically and says “…aaannnnd?”

“Well you know, fruit is sweet and I bet your husband enjoys the sweet flavor.”

Her eyes widen a bit and she says “Ohhhh. Yeah well he might if he ever ordained to order that particular dessert.” Her tone indicates the man basically never treats her to any oral delights.

Looking at my computer I mumble something to the effect of he is a mad man and I’d kill for my wife to be on your diet to tell the difference. Not that my wife has any interest in my wants. Not since the kids were born years ago.

The conversation lulls a bit until she softly clears her throat and says, “Well, now that you mention it I think, maybe, we might come to, if you’re interested and I’d understand completely if you’re not, but maybe an arrangement could be made. You know where you get what you want and I get what I want. Fuck I’m babbling. Look we have 20 minutes in here and this conference room is in the middle of no where. I haven’t had oral in fucking years and you want to taste.”. She rattled all that last part out in about 5 seconds and sat there staring at me as I had the classic deer-in-the-headlights look. I hadn’t ever really considered cheating before but…I hadn’t had any contact in over a year now and here was this seemingly perfect opportunity to taste my co-worker.

Me – “Just the once?”
Her – “Yes”

Me – “Won’t be awkward after?”
Her – “…I hope not but I don’t know.”

Me – “We never tell a soul”
Her – “Do I look stupid?”

Me – “Ok”
Her – “Okay?”

In reply to her I got off my chair, turned around and knelt in front of it. With my back to her I heard her say “fuck this is actually happening?”

She came around my side of the table and pulled the chair out a little ways. She almost sat down then ran to the door and pulled the shades and locked the door. Thank God everyone is paranoid about active shooters or those locks wouldn’t have been installed!

She came back, sat in the chair, and said now what?

I grabbed the chair, rolling it toward me. Putting my hands on her skirt at her knees I looked up into her eyes I said, “Last chance. This still seem like a good idea?”

“No. But I’m fucking shaking with excitement and pretty sure you’ll have plenty to taste. Do it.”

I looked down and pushed her skirt up higher and higher. We had maybe 10 minutes time left before people would start showing up for the next meeting. I lifted one of her legs up over my shoulder. This caused her legs to part and I could see her very sensible panties which matched her yellow dress. Pushing my hands up under her skirt I reached around her hips to grab the back waist band of her panties and pulled them off. She helpfully lifted her ass just enough to let them come under and raised her other leg off the floor. With her panties now dangling on the leg over shoulder I looked down at her pussy. It indeed was glistening with her anticipation of what was about to happen.

I wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t shaved, considering she admitted her husband never goes down on her. Thankfully though, with swimming season on, she had started to trim so I was presented with a delicious looking well groomed pussy. Her libia were puffy and glistening, while her inner lips had parted ever so slightly when she lifted her leg to remove the panties. She looked as delicious as I hoped she tasted. I looked up and told her so and she actually blushed.

Pulling her hips forward, I lowered my mouth and engulfed her pussy completely. Time was of the essence and I was anxious to taste her. My tongue made one long lick from the bottom to the top of her pussy, making a broad stroke across her clit at the end.

She tasted amazing! It wasn’t sweet like honey, but definitely unlike any flavor I’ve tasted before. I’m going to say it was like the flavor of licking a honey dew or cantaloupe. Just sweet enough but otherwise a very clean flavor.

As my initial lick passed her clit she moaned softly and pulled my head in closer with the leg over my shoulder and one hand went to the top of my head.

Taking these signs as encouragement I began to lick her in earnest. Long strokes top to bottom, soft swirls around her clit, gentle sucking pulling her clit or lips into my mouth then releasing.

Her hips were rocking in time with my licks, and she began moaning more and more. She gently guided my head where she wanted me, and few minutes she was clearly climbing toward an orgasm. Her moans turned into words. “Oh shit, fuuuuuck, yesssss.”. I began to focus on her clit. Intent on pushing her over the edge soon.

She never spoke above a whisper as her body writhed and bucked.

“Oh God, yes that’s it. More…more… fuuuuuck…almost. Almost! Oh there that’s it, that’s it!”. Her leg pulled my head in and her hands grabbed my hair and pushed, nearly smothering me as I continued to lick.

Gasping she sharply pushed my mouth away from her pussy and she exclaimed “OKAY okay enough I can’t. I can’t. God that was. *Deep breath* Fuck I forgot how good it felt. Thankyouthankyou.”

She actually nearly looked in tears but I didn’t comment. Standing I told her it truly was my pleasure to have the opportunity!

She somewhat awkwardly put her panties back on. Cupping her now panty clad pussy and sighing before resettling her dress.

We didn’t say anything else. Simply gathered our things and left the conference room heading back to our desks.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/byw83s/the_taste_of_a_coworker_mfcheating