Coworkers (part 4) [FM]

COWORKERS PART 4

A knock at the door pulls me away from the work I’m wrapping up. I look up and smile as I see Lindsay casually leaning against my office door.

“Hey Stranger” She says, with a mischievous smile

“Welcome back. How was the conference?” I ask, leaning back and stretching my arms over my head. My eyes are quickly drawn to her body as she’s wearing tight, form-fitting jeans that perfectly hug her hips and a thin silk top. My eyes make it to her face and immediately realize I’m not as sneaky as I think when she raises an eyebrow and smirks.

“The conference was soooo boring…” Lindsay pauses, still smirking ” …and lonely.”

Lindsay had left for a trade conference not long after THE business trip with Karen and I. The three of us had shared a few fun texts while she was out, but hadn’t really got a chance to revisit the fun we shared that weekend.

“You busy?” she asks

“No, perfect timing. Just wrapped up and was about to take a break. Grab a seat.” I say as I hit send on an email and kick out the chair across from my desk.

Lindsay wastes no time as she closes my door, sits down, leans forward and whispers: “Karen told me about the storage room the other day.” She wrinkles her brow as she looks at me disapprovingly.

“Oh boy. What exactly did she tell you?” I stammer, afraid that she’s upset.

“Everything.” she whispers dramatically, although still smirking. “You fucking hornballs can’t keep your pants on for a few weeks? I was stuck in Omaha, with only my iPad to keep me company.”

“Yeah…sorry about that.” I say sheepishly. “You were gone so long, we’re only human!”

I lean forward and whisper. “I’m sure we can think of a way to make it even”

“Karen is waaay ahead of you” she interrupted. “When I say she told me every detail – It just happened to be over the phone…while we were both in our beds…alone..”

“Oh?” I ask, perking up.

“…and I’ll just leave the rest to your imagination.”

I slump a bit in my chair. “Such a tease.”

“Don’t worry – somehow I feel you’re going to make out OK in this situation. Which brings me to the matter at hand: I hear you’re having troubles with your computer. I’ll need to check the wiring under your desk” She says, winking awkwardly.

“Nooo?” I draw out, confused and oblivious.

Lindsay closes her eyes and sighs “Sorry, I don’t really have time to draw you a diagram. Scoot your chair back. I’m going to crawl under your desk and suck your dick.”

My jaw drops. “Hang on,” I say incredulously, “it’s 10 am, and this place is packed. Three people have walked by since you came in.”

“That’s kind of the point.” Lindsay teases. “But don’t worry, I’ve done my recon. Your desk is totally hidden on three sides. No one will see a thing.”

Not waiting for a reply, Lindsay pushes me back in my chair, looks to see that no one is watching and quickly slides down under my desk.

“Lower your chair.” Lindsay whispers as she quietly settles in between my legs.

I do as she says. My heart is racing as my cock reacts quickly, filling the front of my pants uncomfortably.

On her knees under my desk Lindsay pushes my legs wider apart and inches closer to me. I look down in time to see her trace her hand along my length over my pants. I watch as she squeezes me, pulling my pants tighter against my cock for a clearer view of its outline. Her eyes move along its length as it pushes against my thigh, pulsing, aching to be released from its tight confines. Her eyes look up to mine.

“Look straight ahead, not down.” Lindsay whispers sternly, bringing her face in closer for a better look. “Pretend you’re working.”

I don’t say anything as my eyes quickly dart from her face, inches from my hard dick, to my monitor. I open an email and type absentmindedly.

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I feel her hot breath on me. Don’t look down

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In an instant my hard cock feels warm, almost hot. I can’t help it as I look down to her face. Her mouth is covering me, sucking and squeezing me through my pants. As we make eye contact I watch as her brow furrows and her lips curl back, showing her teeth. She increases pressure, now biting me as a way to non-verbally scold me for looking down again. She increases the pressure of her bite. I look back up just before the pain becomes unbearable.

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Good thing, because as I resume the random clacking at my keyboard a colleague walks by my office and waves. I give him a nod and go back to typing, trying to look busy as Lindsay lets go of me and reaches for my belt.

the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog…

Methodically, her fingers pull my belt through the buckle, careful to keep any noise to a minimum. She slowly pulls my belt through the loops and off, placing it on the ground at her side without a sound.

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I panic when another colleague stops at the window to my office. Quickly, I put on my headset, pretending to make a call. The colleague gets the hint and mouths ‘I’ll come back later’ .

Lindsay quickly unbuttons me and slips her hand in my pants. She grips the base of my thick cock through my boxers and squeezes.

Realizing that with my headset on I can now talk, I quietly moan “Oh, fuck. That feels incredible.”

Lindsay whispers in response, “Your heart is racing, I can feel your pulse. Your veins are throbbing.”

She begins stroking me over my boxers. Her soft fingers tracing up the entire length of my shaft. Her fingertips reach the ridge and gently trace its outline before running over the top of my head. I groan quietly.

“Help me pull your pants down a little.” Lindsay whispers. “Hurry”

I comply by lifting my hips and pushing down at the waistband. Lindsay pulls aggressively, taking my pants and my boxers down together. I gasp as I’m exposed to the cool air.

Thinking she was just going to pull them to my hips, I’m surprised when she continues to pull, gathering my pants and boxers at my ankles. My face feels like its on fire as I realize how exposed I am in an office full of people.

I nearly faint when another colleague pokes her head into my window. I quickly point to my headset as I pull my chair closer to my desk. Thankfully she acknowledges and walks away as Lindsay slowly runs her hands up and caresses my bare thighs as she slides up closer to me.

One hand settles at my balls and holds them, kneading them between her fingers. The other grabs my shaft and pulls my dick out, towards her face. I can feel her quick short breaths on the head of my cock. She is as excited and nervous as me.

Her face inches slowly towards my cock. She is studying it’s surface intensely, softly running her fingers along the veins as she holds me upright. She pulls it left and right, forward and back, spending several minutes examining every square inch.

“Fuck, I missed your cock.” she whispers, barely audible as she continues to tease me.

I place my hands over my eyes to look down at her, making it look as though I’m deep in thought on this call. I am so hard, I can see my dick throbbing between her fingers. I watch as she moves her face towards me at an excruciating pace.

I groan quietly as her full lips finally make contact. She is so delicate as she softly kisses along the length of my shaft. Each tiny kiss eliciting a hard pulse, bucking my cock against her light touch. Lindsay pulls my cock towards her, bringing my head against her lips as she continues the kissing along the sensitive underside, just below the head. She pauses there, pressing her lips against it. Her tongue pushes out and lightly flicks back and forth along the sensitive skin.

“Ohhhh fuck, that feels incredible” I moan.

“Shhhhhh” Lindsay replies as she pulls away, putting a finger to her mouth.

I sit up and lean back in my chair. I take long, deep breaths to calm myself as the adrenaline courses through me. I fight through competing emotions, fear, excitement, ecstasy.

Lindsay pulls my cock to the side and moves her face down. I nearly groan again as she runs her broad wet tongue along the surface of my balls. She rests her head against my inner thigh and continues to run her tongue against me, under each ball. She gently pulls one into her mouth and pulls, rolling it around inside her mouth. She pulls back further allowing it to pop from between her soft lips and fall. She repeats the tongue massage on my other ball. I breath in sharply as she bites down gently. I look down to see a mischievous look in her eyes as she releases me with another soft pop.

I bring my hand to my mouth and bite down on my thumb to keep from moaning as she grips my shaft and brings her lips to my head. Slowly she pushes down on me, her lips pursed tightly as she takes my head into her hot, wet mouth. Holding her lips tightly around the ridge of my head, she sucks hard and pushes at the slit with the tip of her tongue. I feel the vibration of her faint moan as my cock pulses hard against her mouth.

Keeping a tight ring with her lips, Lindsay slowly slides down my shaft, her tongue now running along the sensitive underside, taking me deeper and deeper. I hold my breath as I feel her warmth envelop more and more of my thick shaft, until she bottoms out. Her nose pushed firmly into my belly, she pushes harder to take me as deep as she can handle. I have to hold onto my desk to keep from being pushed back. She holds me there. I feel her throat muscles contracting, massaging my cock and squeezing me like a vice. Quickly, with a wet slurping sound she pulls back and breathes deep to catch her breath. The cool air on my wet exposed dick gives me the chills. I look down to see a thin string of saliva hanging between us.

Lindsay strokes me as she catches her breath. I look down to watch as her hand moves up and down along my wet dick, squeezing me with each upstroke. Her saliva coats me and drips between her fingers.

She looks me in the eye and gives me a devilish smile before returning her mouth to my cock. Quickly she begins bobbing up and down on my shaft, holding tight to the base. Her mouth feels incredible as her tongue presses against me.

I look straight ahead as I see several coworkers walk by my office and wave. Again, I nod to them as I pretend to be on a call.

Then my phone actually rings. I reach over to push to voicemail and see the caller ID: Karen.

“Oh shit” I say, panicked. “Karen’s calling me.”

“Pick it up.” she replies, pulling her mouth off my dick and then quickly returning.

I pick up the call: “Hi Karen.” I say quickly, trying to keep it together.

“Hey Mark, what are you up to?” she replies casually, in a sing-song voice.

“Just trying to, uh, wrap up this presentation.” I say, wincing as I lie to her.

“Oh?” Karen pipes up enthusiastically. “That must be pretty tough with your dick in Lindsay’s mouth.”

I look down to Lindsay as she pops my dick out of her mouth. “This was Karen’s idea.” She says with a guilty grin before resuming.

Karen laughs over the phone. “Lindsay felt pretty left out when I told her about the storage room. This should even things up.”

“You two are trouble.” I say as Lindsay resumes sucking me off.

“Tell me exactly what she’s doing right now.” Karen says, in a more quiet and breathy voice.

“Well, our friend Lindsay is currently hiding under my desk.” I start, gaining confidence. “My pants are around my ankles and she’s looking into my eyes with her beautiful lips wrapped around my cock.”

“Mmmmmm, fuuuck.” Karen groans.

“Wait, where are you?” I ask

“In my office, with the door closed and my hand down my pants.” She replies, matter-of-factly. “Keep going. I want the play-by-play.”

“Jesus.” I sigh, my cock jumping as I become more turned on. “Her mouth is so warm and wet. She’s so sloppy and it feels incredible.”

“Mmm, more” Karen practically begs.

“She’s looking into my eyes and she’s squeezing my dick with her mouth, hard. Her tongue feels incredible.” I pause, as Lindsay pushes her face all the way down again. “Unngg. She’s deep-throating me now.”

“Oh fuck that’s hot.” Karen whispers. “I am so wet right now. Fuck, I think I’m soaking through my pants. This isn’t going to take long. Keep going.”

Karen’s breathing gets louder in my headset as I continue: “Mmm, Lindsay just reached down with her free hand to start playing with herself.”

“Yes, oh fuck.” Karen whines.

“She’s pulling her hand from her pants… and, holy shit, her fingers are soaking wet. She’s showing me how wet she is.” I moan. “Hang on, this is going to get a little risky.” I grab Lindsay’s wrist and pull her hand up to my mouth. “Mmmmmm.” I say as I take her fingers into my mouth, tasting her. “Oh fuck, I’m licking her wetness from her fingers. She tastes amazing.”

“Ohhhhh fuck. Yeah she does. I wish I was there to taste” Karen moans. “Keep going, I’m close.”

“Ohhhh, shit. She’s going faster now.” I groan. “I’m getting close too.”

“Oh fuck, tell me when you’re about to cum. I want you to cum in her mouth.” Karen pants.

“She’s got her arms wrapped around my ass, and she’s pulling me harder into her. Oh fuck, it feels amazing.” I moan.

“Ahhhhh, I’m sooooo close.” Karen exclaims in a long, drawn out moan.

There’s a knock at the door.

“Fuck.” I whisper and freeze.

My boss, Susan pokes her head in the window to my office as she knocks again, more urgently.

Karen continues her moans on the line, oblivious to what’s happening here.

“FUCK.” I whisper again. “Its Susan, she’s going to barge in.”

I point to my headset to let her know I’m on the phone. Susan opens my door and walks in anyway.

Lindsay hears the door open and freezes. She silently holds my hard cock in her mouth as Susan pulls out a chair and sits down.

I clear my throat. “Umm, hi Susan. Can we catch up later? I’m on the phone.”

Karen, oblivious to the interruption continues on the line: “Oh fuuuuuck, I’m cuuuuuming. Ahhhhhhhhhh.” I quickly turn down the volume on my headset.

Susan answers, “No problem, finish up, I’ll wait here.”

Fuck

I listen to few more seconds of Karen cumming hard in her office. Reluctantly I lie to get off the call:

“Hey Allen, I’m sorry, but we’re gonna have to wrap up. Susan just walked into my office.” I say, hoping Karen hears me as she continues to cum.

“Uuuuuuuunngghhhhhhh” is all I hear on the line.

“Okay, that sounds great. We’ll catch up later this afternoon.” I say to no one as Karen comes down from her orgasm. Cursing Susan in my head, I click my headset off, hanging up on the sounds of Karen’s heavy breathing.

“What do you need?” I ask Susan curtly.

“The Milwaukee deal just went sideways.”

My brow furrows as I can feel my dick softening inside Lindsay’s warm mouth. She responds by slowly, quietly rolling her tongue around my head. This helps.

“You mean YOUR Milwaukee deal.” I answer with renewed confidence. “The deal I specifically advised you to let go.” I can feel my cock begin to slowly re-harden.

“I didn’t come here for a lecture Mark. And let me remind you that I am your boss. There are aspects to this deal that you’re not aware of.”

Lindsay’s tightens her lips again and begins to slowly slide them back down my shaft.

“That’s great Susan. So is this the part where you fill me in? Now that things have gone to shit?”

I have to fake a cough to hide my reaction when Lindsay pushes hard to take my growing cock to back of her throat.

Susan responds, taken aback: “You were right. Is that what you want to hear? I came in here for a favor.”

Lindsay slides her lips back off my shaft and licks around the tip of my cock, squeezing the base with her hand. I am back to rock hard, throbbing in Lindsay’s hand.

“Just tell me what you need. I have a lot going on at the moment.” I say, feigning annoyance as Lindsay slowly bobs up and down my shaft. I feel her cooling saliva drip down my thighs.

“I need you there next week, in person, to clean this up.” Susan says, looking me in the eye

Considering my current distraction, I impress myself with a brilliant idea. “I’ll need some help. I need two of our best if we’re going to fix this: Lindsay and Karen.”

Hearing this, Lindsay tightens her mouth’s grip on my cock like a vise. I clear my throat again, loudly, to mask a groan.

“Are you OK?” Susan asks.

“Fine, just coming down from a cold. So how about it?”

My body convulses slightly as Lindsay continues to bob up and down.

“Whatever you need. Thank you for doing this. I know it’s a mess.”

A quiet slurp comes from below my desk as Lindsay speeds up the pace of her bobbing on my soaked cock. Shit, did Susan hear that? Before she can react I speak up: “You owe me Susan. Now I have a lot to finish up before next week, so if you’ll excuse me.”

“Of course.” Susan replies as she stands, looking a little confused as she backs out of my office. “Again, thank you.” She smiles awkwardly.

“Can you please close my door?” I ask as Susan leaves.

Lindsay and I moan in unison the second the door latch clicks.

“Holy shit, what the fuck was that?” I whisper.

Lindsay responds by doubling the pace and pressure on my throbbing cock. The sloppy wet noises increase. She moans quietly and I feel the warm vibrations along the length of my shaft.

I lean back in my chair and open my legs wider. Looking down and throwing caution to the wind, I reach down and slide my hands along either side of her head. I thread my fingers into her hair, pulling long soft strands between them as I clench my fingers and pull. I raise my hips slightly as I simultaneously push myself and pull her mouth as deep as I can. Her nose mashes into the neatly trimmed thatch of hair above my cock.

I feel the palm of her her hand, thumb down running along the inside of my sensitive thigh. I rotate my hips to expose more of myself as her hand continues and I feel her thumb slide under my balls.

Lindsay resumes sucking me as I hold tight to fistfuls of her hair. Her hand continues to move beneath me, her fingers pushing against me and her thumb, coming to rest against the soft skin under my balls. I moan and slightly buck my hips as she applies pressure to my taint with her thumb.

Another coworker looks in through my window. I pull a hand from Lindsay’s hair and point to my headset. They nod and walk away.

Lindsay slowly slides her thumb lower, still pressing into me.

“Oh fuck, I’m close.” I groan.

“Mmmmmm” Lindsay purrs, vibrating my cock as it begins to pulse.

Her thumb stops at my asshole. I moan as she pushes against it.

“Ahhhh, shit I’m gonna cum” I warn her.

She moans on my cock again as I feel my orgasm building. She strokes me with her mouth, her lips forming a tight seal around my shaft. She speeds up running her lips up and down along the full length of my throbbing shaft. The pressure of her thumb increasing.

My body convulses as the first wave hits. I feel a rush of cum jet violently into the back of Lindsay’s throat. She doesn’t miss a beat as the volume of her moaning increases, still milking me with her lips. A second wave hits, harder than the first as I buck my hips into her face. She responds by pushing back, taking me deeper into her mouth. She presses harder against my asshole with her thumb which forces a third pulse of thick cum into her mouth.

Lindsay pulls her mouth from my cock and jerks me with her hand. Saliva lubricating her tight grip allows for quick, hard strokes. Her thumb now moving in small circles, massaging my asshole. She pulls my cock down towards her open mouth and strokes several more ropes of cum onto her tongue as she looks me in the eyes.

I squirm in my seat, moaning softly as she continues to jerk me hard. She squeezes out the last drops of cum onto her tongue. I notice that some has leaked from the corner of her mouth and runs down under her chin. Lindsay runs her the tip of her tongue along my slit to capture the last drop and then closes her mouth. Still looking into my eyes she makes a show of swallowing, proudly opening her mouth wide to show nothing left. She cleans the drip on her chin with her index finger and dips it slowly into her mouth.

Lindsay continues to hold my dick as it softens. Playing with it and watching closely as it deflates in her hand. She watches another drop of cum form at the tip and dutifully laps it up before taking my softening dick into her mouth.

I flinch as she squeezes me with her mouth. “Ah, careful…I’m sensitive.”

“Sorry.” she says pulling me from her mouth. “Is it weird that I like how it feels soft too?”

“Not at all, its a pretty awesome dick.” I reply, laughing.

I jump as she pinches my thigh. “OK big guy.” she says sarcastically, “Let’s figure out how to get these pants back up.”

She pulls at the pile gathered at my ankles. Up my calves and around to my thighs. I raise my hips and take over to pull them the rest of the way. Her hand stops me.

“Wait, one more.” she says as she leans forward and licks another drop that has collected at the tip. She takes my soft dick onto her mouth again and pulls away. She laughs as it pops from her lips and falls.

“Now hurry up. I have a lot of shit to do if we’re going out of town again next week.” Lindsay says smiling. “And I can’t wait to tell Karen.”

I zip my fly and buckle my belt as Lindsay peeks her head out from under my desk.

“Coast is clear.” I say.

Lindsay pops up and walks around my desk. She looks back and smiles wide as she leaves my office without saying another word

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