Full Disclosure: I initially wrote this in response to a prompt on r/DirtyWritingPrompts, but it didn’t get much feedback. So, posting it here for some Constructive Criticism. If this isn’t allowed I’ll remove the prompt.
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Ethan furiously tapped the F5 key, rattling his keyboard, before groaning with defeated frustration, “Does anything plan on working today?”
“I’m working today,” said a little voice from behind the wall of his cubicle.
Ethan nearly jumped from his chair. The office was so quiet he thought he’d been alone this whole time.
A cascade of dark brown hair followed by Valerie’s rounded face, with its high-cheek bones, and bright brown eyes popped around the wall of bland corporate-approved beige. Valerie worked in the same office, but she wasn’t in his section. She belonged to the Project Management Office. She was the authority; every button he clicked was approved and directed by some *quote* Administrator *unquote* from her part of the world at some point.
Most administrators had a high opinion of process and a low opinion of the engineers. Valerie was different. She was different in a lot of ways. She was one of only two women in the office. Sweet, despite her position, and easily one of the most beautiful women Ethan had ever seen. Maybe, really cute by the rest of the world’s standards, but for a bunch of nerds, who presumably never got laid in high school, she was absolute eye candy.
“Hey, Val…”
Being alone in the office with Valerie did little to improve his mood. There was a mountain of work to do, and Valerie… as nice as she was, he knew she could be distracting.
“It’s going to be a long week,” he groaned.
“Hi, Ethan,” Val reached out with showy-animated caution before abruptly poking his shoulder, “You seem tense…”
“Apparently, I’m the only person in my section deemed *essential,* maybe the pressure has made me a little tense…”
Val stood up from her spindly office chair sending the seat into a spin, and gestured towards the hall with a painted thumb, “Y’wanna take a walk to the break room? I could use some caffeine…”
Ethan would’ve preferred to sit alone in the office cursing the office equipment, but instead, he nodded, “Sure, I could use a break.”
“Great!” She practically cheered, smilingly sweetly as she swept a loose tress of nut-brown hair behind her ear.
He let her lead the way to the break room, her lively heeled steps clicking against the vinyl flooring as she walked.
Ethan tried to resist but his eyes inevitability drifted down to her ass as they had done so many times before. Valerie’s ass was literally perfect. Every man in the office stole glances, but it didn’t make him feel any less guilty. It was appetizingly round, thick, and perky, the kind of ass your fingers could sink into and the flesh would bubble out the gaps. It was hard not to imagine pinning her against the wall and splitting her ass with his cock then and there.
She was talking to him about something she heard on the radio this morning, but he couldn’t really focus on her words. He could only hear the metronomic clicking of her heels, while he gawked at her bubbly buttocks, each cheek jiggling independently beneath her pencil skirt as she stepped.
The spell he was under didn’t break until she turned into the doorway to the break room. For a moment he was utterly lost. He had to stop and adjust the tent he was pitching in his slacks before following her inside.
Thankfully, Val went straight to the coffee vending machine, selected a cup, and swiped her card before she turned to Ethan.
“Are you getting anything?”
Ethan shook his head, “Coffee gives me the jitters.”
The machine gurgled, whooped, and then hissed as it began to spew the steamy brown fluid into her cup that smelled way too burnt to be considered proper coffee.
Val wrinkled her nose, “I bet that tastes terrible…” She gently scooped up the steaming paper cup of burnt-caffeine with both her hands once the hissing came to a stop and turned to the counter to explore her sugar options.
“Y’know, maybe I could help you with some of that tension?” Her hips jutted back and forth, as she prepared her drink.
Ethan felt his heart begin to pound, his eyes hopelessly dropping back down to her ass, her cheeks wobbling slightly as she stirred in her cream and sugar. She couldn’t have meant what he hoped. He cleared his throat, “What? —like a shoulder rub?” he cut his eyes back to the vending machines, feigning as much innocence as he could.
Val abandoned her coffee, flashing him an alabaster white smile, and clapped, “Oh my God, Yes!?” She looked genuinely giddy, “My last partner said I gave the most AMAZING massages.”
Ethan smiled back, “Wow, I didn’t think it would be that easy, I would’ve asked for something else.”
She made a little incongruous sound, somewhere between surprise and curiosity, “Really?” She leaned back on the counter, crossing her legs before smoothing out her skirt, “What would you have asked for?”
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Continued in the comments…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/g9uehl/just_to_be_nice_mforalanal
Part II
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Ethan swallowed hard, “Oh, come on, I don’t actually want anything.”
“Are you SURE?” She was looking at him as if she knew some secret he didn’t.
“Sorry, I’ve got nothing,” Ethan shrugged.
Val’s mouth twisted and she took a cartoonishly large step towards him. It was obvious she was going to keep pressing the matter. “Might I remind you, UNPROMPTED I might add, you said would’ve asked for sumthin’ else, sumthin’ other than an absolutely wonderful shoulder rub, hmmm?”
Ethan felt his cheeks redden, “Can’t we just go back to the office?”
Val pouted, “I was only offerin’ to help you out…” Her voice was soft and cutesy.
“Well, your ass is really nice…” He confessed meekly.
“Oh my God, you perv?!” She exclaimed, covering her mouth with her palm in what he could only imagine as exaggerated surprise. “You wanna fuck me in the ass, don’t you?”
Ethan could feel, a tremble creep into his bones, “Wha… no… I wouldn’t…”
She narrowed her eyes, “Come on, Ethan,” she was grinning devilishly, “what if I said, yes?” she turned her hip toward him and looked down at herself over her shoulder, giving one of her bubbly ass cheeks a tentative squeeze, “I mean, it could be kinda nice… I haven’t anyone up there in a while….”
Ethan felt his cock stir, “Are you messing with me?” He asked.
She slowly turned back towards him, and began fingering the top button of her blouse, “Geez, I’m not that mean,” she chided playfully. The pink silky material spread open a little wider, as she pushed the button through.
Ethan’s heart was beginning to pound. “There are cameras in here.”
Val waved her hand dismissively, “I have it on pretty good authority, they’re just dummy-cams.”
Ethan took a step back and swung the door to the break room closed and flicked the lock. “There are other people in the office today…” He reminded her.
“Like ten, maybe? I doubt they’ll be heading this way anytime soon.”
Ethan swore he must have been dreaming. He had dreamt about Valerie before, after all. “Are you okay… with this?”
“I think it’s okay to comfort a stressed-out co-worker,” She grinned sweetly. She pulled the bottom of her blouse out from the waistband of her skirt. The loose tresses of her hair fell into her face, her eyes staring up at him with a hazy come-hither expression. “It would be the nice thing to do, right?”
Ethan nodded in agreement.
“Nothin’ leaves this room, okay?” She added, with sudden seriousness in her tone.
Ethan nodded again.
Vals nimble little climbed down the front of her blouse, unbuttoning every button, until the pink fabric melted away, leaving her in a white lace camisole and grey pencil skirt. She was starting to breathe heavy, her thumbs dug into the top of her grey skirt, and she shimmied until it was pooled around her heels.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this…” She whispered.
Ethan was too awestruck to answer. He felt a bit faint as he unzipped his slacks. As if all the blood in his head was rushing to his cock. His cock was an angry shade of red when it was finally free. It had been weeks since he’d gotten off.
Ethan had always believed she was beautiful in an understated sort of way, but now she was —just beautiful. She peeled the camisole over her head revealing two small breasts, perky but so soft they moved like water. She was lithe and firm. All long legs and hips, a flat stomach, and narrow shoulders. His heart reached out and begged, and begged for her to turn around. Val owned the ass of his dreams, but she was made him wait.
He could feel his heart beating through his cock, as she stepped out of her cotton panties, “Why am I the only one naked?” she asked as her trimmed pussy came into view. It was less a question and more of a request.
Ethan quickly followed suit stripping as fast as could while trying not to look over-eager.
Val held herself, squeezing her breasts, her eyes drifting from Ethan’s face and down to his cock and then back again, while he fumbled with his shoes and slacks. “You’re kinda a big fella, huh?”
Ethan didn’t think so, but before he knew what was happening Val was stinking down to her knees, “We’re gonna need you nice and wet, okay?”