My (30f) early morning at work with the hot sales guy (34m)

This is my most recent story. Unfortunately, this is a story that almost happened, but didn’t. The lead up is true, it gets a little hot and heavy, and then it gets good where I’ve indicated that the fantasy has started.

For background:
At this point in time, I (30f) was married to “Ryan” (30m), who would occasionally share me with other partners (by his permission only). I’d been working at the front desk of a corporate downtown office for a few years and enjoyed the job.

A new guy, “Darrius” (34m), joined our team and we hit it off immediately. He was 6’3, broad shouldered, and in shape but not overly muscular. His hair was kept very short, like a 5 o clock shadow short, and he maintained a neat goatee that showed off his full lips. He was also a huge flirt and since his office was close to our lobby & my front desk, we’d chat often throughout the day. I told Ryan about him and said I felt a chemistry. It took awhile, since Ryan hadn’t gotten the chance to meet Darrius, but he eventually gave me permission to see what would happen if I escalated the work flirtation/teasing.

My favorite part about my job was that I got there before anyone else to brew coffee and get the lobby ready before we opened our doors. We were on the 9th floor, though, so it was rare to get a random walk-in. When Darrius started, it was apparent that liked to get into the office early, too, since he lived just outside of the city and liked to beat traffic. Often, this gave us about 30min before anyone else arrived for work.

He always sought me out in the kitchen for a hug when he got in to let me know he was there. These hugs lingered longer and closer as time went on, and occasionally I’d feel an impressive hardness prodding me. Darrius would sometimes whisper in my ear just how much he’d love to take me with him on a work trip. The thought made me wet.

This morning, I was wearing a dark purple button up shirt, unbuttoned low enough to see my black camisole underneath, a black pencil skirt with thigh high nylons, and black ankle boots with a wedge heel. My dyed auburn hair was swept up in a French braid and my makeup was simple; just a bit of eyeliner and mascara. When Darrius walked into the kitchen, I had my back turned to the door and was bent over to get sugar out of the bottom drawer.

“Damn, good morning to me!” I heard his deep voice rumble behind me and I giggled, realizing the view I’d just given him. I stood up to turn around for my hug when I felt his arms wrap around my waist from behind, pulling me against his body. I could feel he was hard, his dick rubbed against my lower back and ass. I felt his breath on my ear as his whispered, “I’m gonna be thinking about that view when I leave for my trip on Thursday.”

I managed to turn around and drape my arms around his shoulders to return the hug. He was wearing a charcoal gray button down tucked into beige khaki pants with a mahogany brown belt and shoes that matched. He was a huge nerd, but his style was impeccable and he was the best sales guy we had. Charisma for days.

I kept my body pressed against his groin and smiled up at him, “What would you say to an even better morning in a dark conference room? Give you some better views to think on in your lonely hotel room?” His eyes went wide and his grip on me loosened, but I stayed pressed against him and wiggled my hips to show him I wasn’t teasing. I’d never been this forward with him before and I’m sure he could feel my heart pounding (if you couldn’t tell from my other stories, I lean somewhat submissive).

Darrius smiled at me, resting his large hands on my hips. I felt his cock pulse against me. He murmured, “I need to know if you’re serious or just teasing again before I go spend some quality time in the bathroom.” I kissed his cheek, and nervously guided his hand up to my breast.

“I’m serious,” I maintained eye contact with him as I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled down my camisole to show him the sheer black bra I was wearing. Darrius moaned and placed his hand back on my breast, rubbing the nipple thru the sheer fabric. This bra barely contained my g cup tits, and was perfect for exactly this. He moaned again, his other hand grabbing my ass thru my skirt and pulling me against his hardness.

He then pulled my camisole up over my bra again caressing my tits thru the fabric and kissed my forehead.

***** fantasy starts here *****

“Go to the back conference room and get up on the table for me. I’ll be right there,” Darrius kissed my forehead again and it was my turn to moan. I let my hand graze across his member as I peeled myself away from him and shivered in anticipation.

I went into our back conference room, the slanted blinds let in enough sun that I didn’t need to turn on the lights. I took off my button down shirt and camisole, placing them on a chair, and wiggled out of my thong, opting to keep everything else on. I quickly sent Ryan a text to let him know it was finally happening and I’d have a story to tell when we got home. Ryan responded immediately, “If you can get pictures or video, send them to me. I love you, babe. Enjoy.” I put my phone on silent and set it on the chair with my shirts and thong.

Darrius came into the conference room, “I made sure the lobby doors were still locked. We have about 20 minutes and I’d like to use them.” He locked the conference door behind him and quickly unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a fitted A line tank underneath.

I bunched my skirt up and spread my thighs open to reveal my soaked pussy and pulled him closer to me. I made quick work of his belt and soon pushed his pants and boxers down to his ankles. His cock sprang free and did not disappoint. Likely 7 or 8 inches long and thicker than anyone I’d had before. I took a moment to admire and stroke this beautiful member.

I was about to lean down and see how much I could take in my mouth but Darrius pushed me back and entered two of this long, slender fingers inside of me. I’d been admiring his hands since day one and I squealed at the sensation of being fingered SO deeply. He pulled his fingers back out and I whimpered, watching him take a taste and smile before he had me suck his fingers clean. I’d never felt like I was deep throating someone’s fingers before and it was oddly arousing.

“No gag reflex? Good to know,” Darrius smiled deviously at me as he lined himself up and slowly started to push inside. Oh he felt amazing. He was being patient and gentle to start, allowing me time to stretch around his dick. Once he was fully inside, I came without warning. His grunted appreciatively as he felt my walls clench down on him even tighter and he started thrusting gently while fondling my nipples to heighten the sensations for me.

Once I came back down from the orgasm, Darrius pulled my tits out of my bra and grabbed them roughly in his hands. He was the first man who made my g cups seem like mere handfuls, but he seemed to love it. He pumped into me roughly now, taking advantage of how wet I was. His pubic bone slammed into my clit with each thrust and I was whimpering for more.

Darrius leaned over me and grinned, “I never thought I’d get to stretch out this married pussy. Does your husband know what a slut you are?” Before I could answer, he grabbed my phone from the chair and turned on the camera from the lock screen, “Show him how good I make you feel, girl. Show me what a slut you are.”

“Mmmm, yes! Yes! I’m a slut. Mmm. Take a video of you pumping me full of your amazing dick! Yessss!” I was so turned on that Darrius was using my own phone to take whatever pictures/video he wanted. I couldn’t wait to look at it later.

Darrius pointed my phone towards my shaved mound and continued thrusting into my pussy, “Touch yourself, slut. Show me how you handle that pretty, little clit. I’m going to make you cum again. Does your husband know you tease and fuck other men?”

“Y-yes. Ohhh,” I started rubbing my clit in sync with his thrusts and was getting close again already.

“Does he know you’re taking my dick now? Will you show him another man is taking your pussy raw right now?” Darrius pointed the phone at my face and looked at me, grinning.

“Mmm, Darrius… oh yes. Yes. He knows… He knows I’ve wanted to fuck you. Mmm. He loves… sharing his slut…” I looked back at him and Darrius was smiling big. He set my phone down and focused on getting me to reach another orgasm. His mouth came down and started nibbling at my nipples. He was bottoming out inside me, I could feel his balls slapping against my ass.

I came again and it felt amazing, my pussy felt like it was vibrating around Darrius and he started grunting, squeezing his eyes shut.

“You can cum anywhere you want,” I told him, since clearly he was close. Darrius opened his eyes and looked at me for a minute. Then he pulled me up to him, still inside me, and kissed me hard. I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around him, grinding myself on his dick. He held onto my hips and slowed me down, sliding himself out of me, before motioning me onto the floor on my knees.

“I’m going to cum in that pretty mouth of yours,” he leaned over to pick up my phone again, “and I’m going to take another video.”

I happily started bobbing on his throbbing cock, drooling all over it. I couldn’t fit much into my mouth since he was so thick, so I used my hands to help me get him there. He grabbed onto my braid with his free hand and started fucking my mouth. I tried my best to keep my teeth out of the way and looked up at him. The way he was gazing down at me made me feel gorgeous even tho I knew I was an absolute mess.

It didn’t take too long for him to unleash down my throat. I kept swallowing, trying not to spill any of his cum. He moaned as the last rope hit the back of my throat and he released my hair. I happily showed the camera the cum I still had in my mouth before I swallowed it as well. Then I carefully made sure to lick him clean, hoping he was still recording.

Darrius tapped my shoulder to indicate we didn’t have much time before others would arrive. He helped me stand up and straightened out my skirt for me. We both got dressed and hurried into the bathroom to clean up in the mirror and try not to look too disheveled!

“I’m sorry for messing up your braid a bit, but honestly it looks fucking hot like this,” Darrius tucked a strand of hair that had come loose behind my ear. I checked my hair and decided it actually looked like I had intentionally done it up loose so I left it. We returned to the kitchen and I realized my shirt was still unbuttoned.

***** fantasy over *****

“Thank you for that. Let’s, ah, have lunch and discuss what exactly is happening, tho – k, girl? I don’t want to fuck up here, y’know?” Darrius flashed me his smile and started to button my shirt up for me, lingering at my cleavage a bit longer than necessary. Before we left the kitchen, Darrius turned me around for another hug, “I mean it about lunch. My treat, you pick the place.”

I nodded, and watched him go to the bathroom before I went out to unlock the doors and assume my spot at the front desk. I was going to need to take a bathroom break to relieve myself soon, too!

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