So as my previous post says, all barriers have now been broken between me and my work colleague. We were gradually getting worse, from the frequency of secretly slipping away from other colleagues during working hours to meet up throughout the day, starting out in the morning to have a quick chat that would quickly become heated, to then meeting up later that morning for some physical ways of winding each other up, to eventually finding somewhere within the building to fuck.
On one day during the summer months, I was in my little private office when he knocked on the door around the usual time I would have expected him. We got chatting, this conversation was quite normal by our flirty standards. We somehow came to a disagreement on a topic, to which he sat back in the car and said ‘you wanna bet that I’m right’ feeling confident I said ‘yeah sure!’ He then asked me to name my steaks for the bet, I told him he has to take me out for some food on him. He then looked me up and down, noticing the knee length dress I was wearing and my bare legs, he then responded with ‘sure, but if I win, I want your underwear!’ He then googled the topic we had been talking about, and to my frustration – he was right..
Sitting back in his chair with a proud smirk on his face, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes narrowed as his face somewhat hardened. He then directly said to me ‘stand up and come here’, and as I usually do – I did as I was told, as I approached him his hands wrapped around the back of my thighs as he’s still sat in the chair, I instantly notice his grip on my legs to be firmer that usual, he pulled me into him, then his hands ran up my legs until his finger tips met the outline of my thong, and in one swoop he pulled them down and told me to step out of them. Now holding my skimpy black lace thong in one hand, his hand the started to travel up the inside of my leg, his finger tips just brushing across my shaven pussy. I held my hand out to take my underwear off him, he firmly and simply said ‘no’ as he put my thong in his pants pocket, before telling me to go and sit back down.
The conversation then continued but definitely more heated now, I told him how I couldn’t believe he’s kept my underwear, and jokingly asked if there was any part of me he didn’t want to take and own – he sat back, staring into my eyes, in doing so the light coming through the window behind me slightly shon into his eyes, making them look even bluer that usual, he didn’t respond, but instead he stood up, walked around the desk to where I was sat, and told me to stand up and lean over the desk. Again I did I was told without hesitation. His hand once again traveled up in between my legs until his finger tips met my soaking wet clit, as he began to play with me he whispered into my ear to focus on my computer screen in case anyone walked in, or should anyone walk past the small window within the door, so if anyone glanced in, it would just look like two colleagues both looking at a computer screen. After a minute I could feel the orgasm building, but he again whispered in my ear ‘do not come, you only come when I tell you to’. He then asked for me to speak out exactly how I wanted to be played with, and to narrate it back to him, him asking this in its self was a turn on. I told him to continue playing with my clit exactly as he was doing, then to slide some fingers inside of my tight pussy, which he followed as I commanded, then as he was alternating between sliding his fingers inside of me, and returning to my clit, I again felt my orgasm build, at this point I told him to slide his fingers into my ass, instead he slid his thumb inside of my tight ass and his fingers then continued to work my clit, with my legs shaking as I fought off the inevitable orgasms, he then whispered ‘ok – now come’ and within seconds I rolled from one orgasm to the next. As soon as he was satisfied with the amount I had come and the obvious strength of my orgasms, he left, but leaving me in my office craving even more from him.
Fast forward a couple of hours, I got a text from him asking what I was doing for lunch, we soon agreed to meet up back at my office, and walk over to a local bar. Once he came back over, me being under the impression that we was heading straight out, he suggested to go for a quick walk on one of the building upper floors, a place we both know was quiet with plenty of empty offices. Once up there we ushered one another into a empty office, where he insisted we kept the door open, just so it doesn’t look too suspicious. I sat down in a chair opposite him, where with an intense level of eye contact, he told me to spread my legs in front of him. As I followed what I was again told, his eyes broke away from mine as he looked down my body and stopped as he took in the view of my shaven pussy still somewhat wet from the time he had played with me prior. He then looked back up at me and maintained eye contact as he then started to play with my clit, rotating it between his two fingers, then from time to time he would slide them inside of me. Not once did he break his stare into my eyes, the intensity of the situation made me come within moments, another orgasm or two down we heard something on the corridor outside, so we decided to leave it there and head out for lunch.
As we left the building we ran into one of the building managers, who asked him if he had his building key on him, to which he nodded, put his left hand into his pocket, and purposely pulled out the key along with with my lacy underwear – total dick move, in my disbelief he turned once the building manager had gone and said not to worry, he probably didn’t notice anything, as he started to laugh being somewhat proud of himself. We crossed the street into a local shop for cigarettes, and he did the exact same thing to the checkout girl, pulled my underwear out, this time even more obvious as he searched his pocket for his bank card, again he laughed as we walked out the shop. Seconds later we was further up the road just far enough away from our building at a bar, somewhere we have been before and felt comfortable that no one knew us there and it was somewhat safe for us to be a bit more touchy feely and not be spotted by someone we knew.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zqyw41/he_stole_my_underwear_then_publicly_made_to