I can see you through the glass wall of the conference room. Me, always being to early for our meetings, gets the pleasure of seeing you enter the room. Your hands are buried deep into your pockets, always so casual. So god damn sexy. Your eyes meet mine when you pause in the doorway, a playful smile teasing your lips.
“Hey” you say and then you walk in, taking the seat beside mine. My body tingles, usually you choose to sit across from me, something I love as it gives me full access to let my eyes wander over you. Having you this close makes my mind rush in an instant to something rated R.
Today you are wearing a blue denim shirt with white buttons. It suits you, always so handsome. I suddenly feel underdressed for the office, even if it’s casual friday, a simple black skirt, a white t-shirt and my black converse. You turn to me and I look at you, trying to sound casual when I say “Hey you” and smile, my heart pounding hard in my chest. The air is thick, we’ve been playfully teasing each other on the company Skype system, friendly like colleagues do of course, but I think my flirting is a little to obvious. Or rather… I want it to be. “How come you’re always early?” You lean forward, resting your forearms against the conference table. Again, you do it casual, making my hormones go crazy.
Your eyes wander down to my now slightly parted lips and I bite down into my lower lip. Your blink, like you are trying to gain your composure, your eyes meet mine again. I let my teeth dig into my soft skin before I release and let the tip of my tongue flick over the teeth marks. “What if I tell you that you are the reason?” I can see your pupils dilate. “Well… am I now…?” you smirk, your voice deep.
I blush, am I ready to take this, whatever this is, further? I’ve come up with stupid questions every other day just to get a chance to talk to you on Skype and the teasing and flirting kinda developed along the way. I swallow hard, nervous. I look down, watching your hands, fingers. My mind immediately goes to my fantasy about having your hands on me. All. Over. My. Fucking. Skin. The fantasy alone sends a jolt through my body and my eyes goes up to meet yours. You noticed my reaction, you can’t hide your smile.
“Yes… you are” my voice is hesitant, unsure if I’m taking this to far. My phone vibrates on the table and I lean forward to reach it. Your phone goes off too and you raise your eyebrow when you pull it out of your pocket to check the message. The meetings been cancelled, again. I sigh loudly as you look at me, a smirk plastering your face. “Oh come on, admit that this don’t come as a chock to you?” I laugh in response. “Yeah I know, but it’s friday afternoon, the rest of the office left like 30 minutes ago. I only stuck around for this meeting”.
“You mean you have plans then?” you sound curious. “Well don’t you?” I stand up, avoiding your beautiful eyes once again. I slide my laptop into my bag and stretch for my notepad. You move with ease, grabbing it before me just to pull it closer to you. I try to give you a stern look when we lock eyes but I choke. “So…” your voice is teasing when you stand up. You move slowly and I take a step back, the back of my thighs press against the conference table.
You lift your hand, letting your fingertips caress my cheek, you move a strand of hair behind my ear. I stare into your eyes as I lick my lower lip, a nervous gesture, your fingertips brush against my chin, and your thumb move over my lower lip. This make me instantly wet as my fantasy now runs wild, imagining what will come next. I let one of my hands move over your ribs, up over your shoulder, only to sneak behind your neck. “Fuck this” I exhale before I violently yank you down against me, my lips crashing against yours.
You groan, a low sexy deep sound that makes my toes curl, and open your mouth against mine, fuck you taste incredible. Your hands grab me by the waist and lift me up on the conference table and I whimper by surprise. Both my shaking hands are now on your chest, trying to open up the buttons of your shirt. Your fingers roam, as they’ve let go of my waist only to be placed on my naked skin just above my knees. My skirt railing high up my thighs. Your touch feels so good and I yank at your shirt, wanting to touch you to. You growl and tear yourself from my wanting lips, only to watch me struggle.
I whimper in displeasure, and look up at you. “God you are so fucking sexy” your voice is just a low whisper, full of emotions. I shiver, your words of praise makes me even more wet. Your fingertips are trailing up over my thighs, under the hem of the thin fabric in my skirt. You watch me closely as you move higher. My fingers unbuttons your shirt before I slowly lean back on my elbows on the conference table, admiring you. I see your pupils dilate when I willingly spread my legs.
“Did you know I’ve been wanting you this whole time?” I blush when I ask you this, your fingers trail higher. “Mm… I’ve noticed something about you” you push the fabric over my thighs, exploring me. Your fingertips brush against my thong and I shake involuntarily. You groan deep and lean over me to give me another deep kiss. I whimper and open my mouth, letting your tongue meet mine. You move back and pull a chair to you, placing yourself between my thighs. We lock eyes and I exhale sharply when your right hand fingers move my thong aside, your knuckles brushing against my wet folds.
“Schh… you have to be quiet” I bite into my lower lip when you wink at me before you lean in and lick me. The sight of you devouring me is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I press my palms over my mouth as I lay back, trying to smother my moans of pleasure. Your tongue move over my clit in circles and I tense my thighs, enjoying myself. Your other hand press down on my left thigh, keeping me in place as my hips rock against you. I shut my eyes, whimpering loudly when you find my sweet spot. “Ohh… yes…” I squeal, can’t hold back anymore.
You give me one last lick, then you release me. I quiver as my eyes opens and I find you standing, watching me with this sexy smirk. I push myself up, sitting on the edge of the conference table and grab your belt and pull you against me. Your cock is straining against the fabric of your jeans and I unbuckle your belt painfully slow. When I slide the zipper down you groan, my fingers finding your cock through your black boxers. You inhale between clenched teeth when I stroke you through the thin fabric.
“Can I have a taste…?” I purr, enjoying being in total control of your growing need. “I would love to have your lips around my cock” you growl and I pull your jeans and boxers down, only exposing you as much as I have to. I willingly open my mouth and devour you. In an instant your fingers are in my hair, and your groan echoes nicely in the conference room. I let my tongue move over your whole length when I move my head back. I lap over your head, teasing you. I can feel you shake, holding back. I take your hard cock in my hands, stroking you. “You need to stop if you want me inside you” you exhale sharply as I move my hands along your length. I force myself from you, missing your taste on my tongue.
You pull me by my hair to have me look up at you, your warm lips touching mine again. Your kiss sets a fire in my body and I push you down onto the chair, sliding down into your lap, your hard throbbing cock pressing against my now wet thong. I moan against your lips. “I want you so fucking bad” I shiver when your hands slide down, up under my skirt and squeeze my butt, rubbing yourself against me. Our kiss turns more desperate and your fingers yank my thong to the side and I raise myself on my toes and let your hard cock push inside.
You tense your thighs under me, holding your breath as you fill me. I let my palms rest against your shoulders as I begin to move, your cock sliding in and out of me feel so fucking good. I pant against your lips when I rock my hips against you, the feeling of warmth rushing over me. Your groan deep, still squeezing me against you. You grab my butt and raise yourself from the chair, laying me down onto my back on the conference table. You rock your hips against mine, burying your throbbing cock deep inside me.
My slick pussy let you in, and you pound my harder. I moan even louder, not caring about who hears me now. You growl and dig your fingers into my hips, holding me in place as your body rocks against mine. You move one of your hands, letting your fingers caress over my sensitive clit and a jolt goes through my body. I bite down hard into my lower lip as my climax approaches. “I’m gonna cum” you groan loudly and my mind goes blank. I cover my mouth as my orgasm washes over me, a weak try to keep quiet. You cum hard, filling me.
My body aftershakes and I try to focus as I open my eyes. You lean over me, resting your body against mine. My heart pounds hard in my chest and I take a deep shaky breath. “Fuck that felt so good…” you exclaim softly, your warm lips kissing me lightly over my collarbone before they press against my mouth. The kiss is deep, but not needy, just tender. “How about we go back to your place…?” I kiss you back as I tangle my fingers in your hair.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/fuf6zn/heartthrob_mf_colleagues_to_lovers_pure_want
I would love to hear what happens when they get to her place!
Fucking awsome