First time posting, for all the dirty coworkers out there [MF]

I’ve already written two more parts, but it’s a lot, so I figured I’d take it slow. ;)

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He’d been hired during the pandemic, so while working from home, I’d never seen much of him beyond the low-fidelity webcam window. On this particular evening, some coworkers arranged a fancy dress masked movie outing, where we all gathered with the plan for drinks after. I decided to be somewhat fearless with my appearance after a year at home, despite the polite company; opting for a spaghetti strap mid-thigh length dress and heels. Hell, it was a pretty hot evening anyway.

After the movie, I put my location in groupchat to gather the group. Within a few moments, I hear my name.

“Mel?”

*Familiar, and yet foreign.. I looked around in search of the voice.*

A hand gently touches my shoulder, and I turn around to follow it.

He stands before me, all six feet and change. He’s wearing tight slacks and a dark grey button-up. A tattoo cheekily peeks out from the cuff of his rolled up sleeves.

I almost didn’t recognize him at first; hair styled for the evening and those piercing brown eyes peeking from behind a sun-faded bandana mask.

“Hey!” *I attempt to feign every bit of a sense of normalcy I can muster as my breath is taken away.*

We exchange pleasantries and small talk, none of which I can recall as those eyes held me in their grasp for the entirety of the exchange. He suggests we step away from the crowded lobby into the quieter, adjacent dimly-lit hallway. I follow his lead as we step away from the crowd. He leans against the wall, and retires his mask. *Oh my god. It’s like he was created to ruin my life.* His beard is showing just a little grey, details I hadn’t seen before.

I remove my mask from my face, smile, and lean against the wall opposite to him. *I guess won’t be able to hide biting my lip anymore.*

“It’s hard to believe we’ve never met before. I’ve seen your face so many times!” I chuckle as I say, trying to mask my nerves as I cut through the mounting quiet in the hallway. He says something about working from home, which also escapes me while his eyes burn a hole clean through me.

I tug nervously on the hem of my dress, and his eyes let go of mine for just a moment as he notices me doing it. He takes a moment to peruse me up and down; then return his eyes back to mine innocently, and smiles. *Did I imagine this? I don’t have a lot of rational thought brain cells to go around right now.*

“You look great tonight” he says. *As for him, I’d probably choose the words “mind-alteringly hot”, but we’re still in coworker territory. Fuck, quick… think of something….*

“Thanks…. You too….” I stammer, failing to find an adequate response. “It’s good to see you like this… you know, the other 75% of you…” *Wow, I really managed to sound equal parts desperate and creepy, and subverted my own compliment to him. Great job, self.*

“I like your tattoos!” I scramble to redirect to something normal I can hold onto in conversation. He mentions how he has them all over and unbuttons the first two buttons of his shirt to get comfortable and show the tattoo on his collarbone. *Shit, what do I have to say for the rest of those buttons to come off?*

The next few minutes are still a bit of a blur. I couldn’t hear the crowd nearby anymore. I couldn’t help myself, my desire started to overcome me. I slowly stepped forward toward him, the mere steps feeling like vast valleys as I moved. His eyes never left mine, adjusting as I moved forward and our height difference became apparent. I placed one hand on his chest, and one on the wall behind him, and pressed my body to his. I can smell his cologne now; experiencing a variety of perceptions not possible on video call. I paused briefly, inches from his face; feeling his breath on me. *Well, there’s no turning back now.* He smiles again, this time with a look of a winner with his prize. *Unh… fuck…* He’s managed to make me wet and I haven’t even made contact yet.

I press my lips against his and close my eyes. It was like eternity and a millisecond all in one moment. My hand travels down from the wall to his beard. I bite his lip and nibble gently, not wanting to let go, yet so afraid someone will spot us. His tongue responds in kind, grazing my lips as his hands find their way to my waist. It’s a good thing they did, because I just could have about fainted at that point.

*On second thought, maybe we don’t need to meet up with the group anymore.*

I mumble something about going to my place for drinks, since his drive home is over an hour. We slink out of the theater trying not to be seen, and catch an Uber to my place, his hand gripping my thigh the entire way.

The sun has gone down by this point, and I struggle to get my keys in the door in the dimly lit entryway. I laugh as I struggle, still riding the energy of the kiss, my face red from adrenaline. I feel him silently press his body against my backside, his arms wrap around mine to attempt to help with the keys. His breath on my neck snaps me back into the present, and sends shivers down my spine. *Is that what I think I’m feeling press against me?*

The door lurches forward and I stumble inside, giggling again as I attempt to maintain a shred of composure. I begin fiddling with my shoe strap and nearly lose my balance. His hand catches mine quickly and I successfully remove my heel. He sits down on my sofa, and looks up at me as I attempt to take the other shoe off. My heeled foot is in front of him as I struggle to get the strap; he gently takes my ankle in his lap and undoes the strap for me. As the shoe falls away, he brings his gaze up towards my eyes again, and I am now losing this battle to control myself. I turn my hips towards him and open my leg to face him, exposing the soaking panties under my dress. His eyes never leave mine as his hand slowly moves from my foot up… towards my knee, up…

He grasps my thigh hungrily. *I don’t think we’ll have time for drinks.*

*Please, take me. I can’t take it anymore.*

I lean forward, and sit down in his lap, straddling him. I can feel his cock press up into me as I make myself comfortable.

*We were just coworkers 20 minutes ago, and look where we are now.*

Feeling his bulge on my wet panties makes my pussy quiver in anticipation. I wrap my arms around his neck and dive into a deep, passionate kiss, pushing my tongue into him to remove any ambiguity from my intentions. *Oh fuck, he has a tongue ring. Well, that will come in handy.*

He bites my lip as we continue to make out, and my hips begin to grind into him. His hand travels up my thigh into the bottom of my dress, and the other swiftly slips one strap of my dress off of my shoulder. He grabs my ass as the other hand unfastens my bra, and his mouth closes the distance from my lips to my neck. My neck tingles from the tickle of his beard, his kisses turning into impatient nibbles. I loosen the rest of the buttons of his shirt as he slides the other strap of my dress and my bra off, exposing both of my breasts.

My nipples harden as they become exposed to the cool air. He scoops my breast up in one hand and places my nipple in his mouth, and begins to suck. *Oh fuck… yeah.* He grabs my other breast and teases with his fingers, his mouth alternating gently grazing with his teeth and sucking. I let out a moan. My pussy tightens, begging to be entered.

I thrust my hips harder towards him, and my pussy juice begins to transfer onto his pants. He’s even harder now, and his pants can hardly hold from the pressure of the bulge. I lean back a little and remove his belt. He kicks his shoes off and picks me up by my ass. As my hips raise, his hand slips under my dress again to feel my wet panties. He presses two fingers up and down over the wet fabric covering my slit, proudly inspecting his achievement. My clit is pulsing with pleasure. He never lets his hand go, even as our making out takes us to the bedroom.

His hand is still teasing me now, as he presses me against the wall in my bedroom, and kisses me with haste. I pull off his now unbuttoned shirt and begin to work his waistband. *Oh fuck, his nipples are pierced.* He removes my dress, and I stand there, pinned against the wall with his fingers dancing between my thighs. *He is torturing me now. He won’t remove my panties until he can get down there himself.*

He bites my lip again as I pull down his pants and expose his fully erect cock. I kneel to receive it, salivating from seeing it this close up. My tongue starts at the base of the shaft, moving slowly upwards and expanding as I reach the tip. My hands tickle his balls as I work his length. He leans his hand on the wall as the pleasure shudders through his body. I look up at him and run the tip of my tongue around his head once, then flick my tongue back and forth on the frenulum, and tease his balls. I see his eyes roll back into his head and moan as a bit of precum rolls onto my tongue. *Mmm.. Daddy likes it.*

I wrap my lips around his shaft and take all of him in. His cock presses in to the back of my throat. His taste makes me wet all over again as I move up and down on his shaft. The pleasure loosens his knees and he slumps backwards on the edge of the bed. I crawl up to him to continue, and he sweeps my hair to the side as I look at him for approval. I swallow all of his length into my throat, and he moans and gasps in pleasure. *Sucking cock always makes me so fucking wet.* He strokes my cheek as I let his cock go, with a string of saliva from my mouth to his tip. He picks my chin up, and leans in to my ear; breath hot on my neck.

“First, I’m going to make you cum.. And then I’m going to fuck your soaking wet pussy until you can’t take it anymore” he whispers in a gruff voice that I hadn’t heard before, as he slides my panties off my hips.

He picks me up and throws me on the bed, and my legs spread to accept the invitation. He climbs on top of me, his hands moving slowly to remind me that he will relieve my pleasure, when it is time. My clit aches at the proposition.

His hand grabs my breast as he bites my neck, sucking along the way. His thumb plays with my nipple, pinching and flicking all while his tongue explores behind my ear, the side of my neck, and collarbones. I feel the familiar sting of a hickey as I dig my nails into his back to beg for more. He’s caressing every inch of me, and my hips buck towards him, beckoning him forward.

His kisses trail south towards my breast, and he grabs my nipple with his mouth. He flicks his tongue ring back and forth, then in circles around it. I moan, and he sucks my nipple, doubling the pressure. His hand trails down my stomach, my waist, past my hip, past my aching pussy, down my inner thigh towards my knee. My hips thrust forward involuntarily with his touch, begging for him to enter me. He slides his body down, and grabs my inner thigh forcefully, his breath on my thighs heightening my anticipation.

*He’s built it up enough, it’s time.* His thumb swipes up over my clit, and his tongue soon follows. A wave of pleasure rocks through me, and he steadies himself as he pulls my lips apart. His tongue and beard against me feel like fire in a rainstorm. He pushes his tongue into my hole, and moves up, flicking my clit with his tongue ring, my hips rocking in unison. He takes a big suck and I gasp loudly. My hips are writhing in every direction, his wicked tongue never letting go of me.

He wraps his arms around my thighs as he readies for the climb to orgasm. I can feel it building now, my breathing becoming shallower.. His beard is wet with my juices, and my hips tighten as it is approaching. I dig my fingers into his hair and hold on for dear life, as his tongue sends me over the edge.

I moan his name and my chest shoots upward, gleaming with sweat. His tongue takes one more excursion around my clit as I come down, and then he plants a hasty biting kiss into my inner thigh to remind me that he’s not done yet. I pull him by his head towards me, begging to taste myself on his lips. *I could get used to this tongue, wherever it wants to go on me.* We kiss deeply, and his fingers tease my sensitive clit impatiently. He grabs his cock and presses it against my tight hole, which is gushing with my juices. I press my lips apart to let him in, and he slowly presses in to the hilt, as he lets out a gasping exhale.

“Fuck… you’re wet….” He breathes ragged, unprepared for the mess he created. His cock fills me up deliciously, and my pussy swallows all of his length. He places my nipple in his mouth again to stifle his moans, and he slides in and out slowly as my moans take their place. I can feel his nipple piercings rub against me as he thrusts in and out, my pussy unable to take the sensation so soon after orgasm. I rake my nails across his back and dig them into him with every thrust. *Its going to be hard to forget this during our next work meeting.*

With much struggle, he pulls out of me, and flips me over, and bends me over the side of the bed. He plunges into me again deeper, and I gasp, his cock pressing on my g-spot. I throw my head back from the pleasure of his cock plunging my depths.

His hands take hold of my hips as he pounds into me, with more vigor than before. His balls begin to slap my clit and I moan with every thrust, as he pulls me harder and harder onto him. I can feel his balls tightening to come inside me, and my pussy returning the favor as it brings me closer.

He slaps my ass, and I suddenly hear a sucking sound, before he slips the wet tip of his finger into my other hole. I gasp, and it sends me over the edge, screaming from pleasure. My pussy contractions make him explode quickly in succession. His hot cum fills up every corner of me, and he slumps onto me. It dribbles out as he exhales when he pulls out of me.

We both fall down onto the bed; panting, wet, and exhausted.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p5wzvm/first_time_posting_for_all_the_dirty_coworkers