[MF] Forgetting lunch turns into to fucking the work receptionist.

The good stuff is at the ———–

It began with a good deed. She was the receptionist, always wearing a form-fitting dress, heels, and with her hair done up. I was an early 30s web designer on the creative side of things. Luckily, I knew my way around a computer, and she needed a helping hand.

We’ll call her Jamie, and she certainly had the attention of all the guys in the office. 25 years old, 5’8″, pale skin, C-cups, and her tight dresses left nobody in doubt that she had a rocking body. We all knew she was shy, but I’d progressed to getting waves and banter after I helped her with the computer.

What started with that soon became daily chats. This sweet and gorgeous girl got comfortable and it was like a switch turned on. Shy Jamie was gone and replaced by a witty, pun-telling girl. We traded music, stories, and sure enough, my department was getting more frequent visits from her. She started joining us for walk breaks and going out to lunch, but more often than not, Jamie would stop by my desk, tell me anything on her mind, then flash a smile as she turned away.

We’d been getting a bit flirty by this point, but it still came as a surprise when we were on a walk (just us) and she told me she’d been on a dry spell. When I asked her about it, she dramatically put her hands to her face and confessed about having a high libido, but was extremely picky since she was allergic to condoms. She praised her birth control and we finished our walk. I couldn’t think about anything else back at my desk.

Everything was going swimmingly when I made the mistake of forgetting my lunch at home one day. I was ahead of my work and lived close by, so I figured I’d head for lunch a bit early. I passed Jamie’s desk on the way and told her about my predicament.

She knew I enjoyed cooking and asked, “So what’d ya make?”.

“10-layer lasagna. It came out great. You need a bite?”

“Only if you need company,” she said with a smile.

Just like that I drove her back to my place. I put on a Parov Stelar song and she jammed out the whole trip there. I parked and led her up the stairs. “Welcome to my humble abode,” I said as I closed the door behind us. She glanced around for a moment and responded, “You’ve got great taste.”

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She turned and look me in the eyes and like a magnet, we inched towards each other. The tension we’d been building up was swept away as our lips touched and we closed our eyes. We wrapped our arms around each other as our tongued swirled back and forth. We stopped for a moment and Jamie said, “So where’s your bedroom?”

I smiled, grabbed her hand, led her to my bed, and saw her move her hair to the side. I obliged her by unzipping the back of her dress. She pulled her dress slowly down her shoulders as I quickly removed my shirt and threw it aside. I didn’t want to miss what was before me.

Jamie revealed a pink bra and brought her dress to her ankles. It was then I learned that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She saw my eyes gaze at her shaved innie as she said, “Yeaaah, I hate panty lines.”

I pulled her close and made out with her again, more frantic this time. She grabbed for my belt as I unhooked her bra. Her perky tits and pink nipples were revealed as she lowered herself to pull my pants down. My dick had worked its way through the hole in my boxers and she quickly took advantage of the situation. Jamie wrapped her lips around my head and started to bob fast with her tongue sliding on my hard shaft. Her enthusiasm and moans excited me even more.

I think she could tell because she suddenly stopped, peeled of my boxers, and backed up into my bed. Jamie was on her back and bent her open legs wide. I remembered about her condom allergy and birth control as I crawled my 6’2″ frame towards her and put my dick at her entrance. She responded with a heavy breath and pulled me closer. Now I’ve seen some tight girls, but Jamie was something else entirely. Each millimeter was like pushing against a wall. After what felt like entirely too long and Jamie apologizing for having a stubborn vagina, I felt a deep warmth.

I pushed slowly at first, then tucked my pelvis in hard as she shuddered. I fucked her fast, hard, and deep. If not for some slow strokes along the way, I wouldn’t have lasted.

We followed it up by bending her over the bed. I grabbed Jamie’s round asscheeks, lined up my dick, and again slid into her. She took the initiative and started backing up and bucking into me vigorously. I grabbed her hips to help follow her motions. God, she fucked me hard. I remember thinking to myself how much I love it when a woman helps a guy out in bed.

I eventually backed out of her, spanked her ass, and saw her fall into my bed while she was breathing hard.

I got into bed beside her, pointed my dick to the sky, and watched her straddle my legs and lower herself onto me. I grabbed at a nipple, sucked on another, and figured she worked up a good sweat already. So I bent my knees, braced my feet against the bed, and began to drill into her. I knew we couldn’t keep this going so I was relentless. I pounded her until I couldn’t take anymore. I grabbed both of her asscheeks and pulled my dick deeper into her. I held her all the way in as I unloaded in Jamie and moaned with delight.

We fell to our sides, started catching our breath, and I slowly took myself out of her. “Holy fuck,” was all she could muster. My stomach started to grumble as I kissed her lips, much more gently this time. She reminded me about the lasagna and I asked if she was still down for a bite.

She blushed and said, “So I actually still have lunch at the office”.

**EPILOGUE:** Before anyone asks, we ended up going out for about a year. And yes, her libido was really high. It was an amazingly sex-filled year, but ultimately we went our own ways and are still friends (but not that kind of friend).

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