I [F] shared my kink/fetish with a coworker with spectacular results

I was wearing a custom made, rope harness. It was thin, red rope. The rope wrapped tightly around my petite pale frame.

I’m petite everywhere, except my breasts. My breasts are large, natural, 32DDs, with pale pink nipples.

For something that virtually covered none of my skin, it took a lot to put on. It left my big pale breasts and smooth pussy exposed. I turned around to check the straps crossing my slender back. The straps ran down my pale ass, under my legs, and connected to the straps of my abdomen and the straps around my breasts.

To cover my harness, I chose a brown button down cardigan. It was tight. It had five buttons. It had a broad, revealing heart shaped neckline. With no bra support, my perky full breasts looked incredible.

I finished the outfit with grey slacks and loafers. I was the definition of business casual. Business casual with amazing tits. Business casual with amazing tits and a fuck harness underneath.

My husband hadn’t seen me get ready. Later, I might wait on him in the kitchen, breasts out, my pale, pink nipples in the air. Or I could let him get home first, and invent a way to show him I wore a fuck harness all day.

Either way, I would choose how it started. He would choose how we finished.

I swiped my security badge in the lobby of my office building. I road the elevator up to my floor. I got my coffee and got to my cubicle. I used my security key fob and the ever changing time code to access my computer. I pulled up my spreadsheets and got to work.

Two hours in, the instant messenger on my computer pinged. It was my coworker.

In case you haven’t read my other stories, I have very hot relationship with a coworker. He’s my team leader. He’s a little taller than average. And a little more handsome than average. He has a runner’s thin, muscular build. Over the years we’ve had a lot of fun.

His message, told me the team meeting was moved to 2 pm. The other two members of our team would join by conference call. And to come to his office to dial into the call together.

I kept on working, kinda. My productivity definitely suffered. I became transfixed on the idea of showing him my harness. It was risky.

But I was horny as hell. I had been in a fuck harness all day thinking about getting fucked all day. I needed him to see me in the red rope, my breasts out, ass bare, with pussy wet and ready.

I entered his office at 2:05.

He was already on the call with my other two team members.

I took the seat across the desk from him.

I waited most of the call, listening as they reviewed client plans. I couldn’t stop thinking about my body in the harness. I imagined him bending me over the desk, having his way with me. I imagined his cock just starting to squeeze into my tight wet pussy. I imagined his big member pulsating in my pussy as it filled me with cum.

I really couldn’t help it.

I started my game.

The cardigan had five buttons. I undid the top button.

He didn’t notice. He remained focused on his computer, directing the conference call.

Four buttons to go.

The second button came loose and released tension in the sweater. The tightness of the cardigan around my breasts was gone. The cardigan had opened up. My cleavage and the rope around my breasts was visible.

He didn’t notice.

Three buttons to go.

I undid the third button.

He didn’t notice. He kept talking.

I undid the fourth and fifth buttons. No buttons left. The front of my cardigan was fully open.

I got up and locked the door.

He noticed.

I slipped off my loafers. My bare feet felt the carpet of his office floor. I slid off my pants. My bare ass felt the cold air.

I leaned my back against the door. I stuck one hand inside my open cardigan and started tugging on a pink erect nipple. My other hand felt my swollen, wet pussy lips. I started rubbing my pussy.

He ended the call.

I slid the cardigan the rest of the way off.

I was naked except for the rope.

The desire in his eyes was clear.

He came around the desk.

He put two fingers in the harness and drew me to him. He started pulling at my nipples.

His eyes played over the sight of me. Big, perky, 32DD breasts with hard, pink nipples. Wet swollen pussy. Petite pale figure, all tied up with tight red rope.

He was hard as fuck. He wanted nothing more than to fuck. Right then. Right there.

My pussy was wet as fuck. I wanted nothing more than his cock. Right then. Right there.

I pushed him back.

“Hands off, back to your seat,” I whispered.

Which he did.

He went back around the desk.

Which I didn’t.

I crawled up on the desk. A little basket of pens and highlighters tipped over and spilled. I pushed aside a manila folder filled with client documents. I was on all fours, on top of his desk, facing him.

He was sitting in the chair now, pants open and big cock out.

One time, I told my husband about the biggest cock I ever had. It was a college boyfriend. Soon after, my husband bought me a spectacular, large, life-like dildo.

My coworkers cock, was just about the same size as that dildo.

I swung my legs over, and slid down the desk between his legs. I was pinned there, half sitting on the desk, half sitting on his leg.

I reached down and held onto the warm, thick shaft of his cock. It dwarfed my hand. My hand only went half way round. I pulled up on his cock and licked the fluid off the warm, thick head.

I started stroking him. Gentle, slow at first. Then faster, harder.

I felt his teeth on my nipples. His teeth pinched for an instant. Then I felt the pleasure of sucking. He sucked harder on my nipples. I gave him quiet moans as a reward.

I pulled faster at his cock. Up, down, up, down, his thick shaft getting worked hard. My breasts were bouncing with rhythm pumping of his cock.

My free hand ran through the hair on the back of his head.

I felt his hand on my engorged pussy. His fingers slipped inside. No resistance. Just his fingers sliding and rubbing the inside of my wet pussy.

“Cum for me. Cum for me,” I quietly begged.

Which he did. And which I hadn’t expected yet. I intended to take him in my mouth and prevent a mess. It didn’t go as planned.

His cock bounced and kicked up like a rodeo bull. It was a massive first shot. It caught me all across my cheek and face. I reacted by pulling his cock towards my body. I felt his cock pulse hard, twice more. A second and third shot covered my tits and the rope around them.

Then I was down on him quick. Trying hard to contain the mess, My mouth filled, I swallowed hard.

I tugged at his cock for a moment, milking the last cum out.

“Nice,” I told him as I looked at my cum covered tits.

The riskiness of the situation came back into focus.

Time to go. I wiped the cum off with the inside of my pants. It was the only thing I could find.

Pants back on. Sweater back on and buttoned up. Shoes, check.

I unlocked the door and headed to the bathroom.

I got home just before my husband.

When he opened the kitchen door, I was there. No cardigan. No pants. No shoes. Just me in red rope. Red rope with a stain I knew he wouldn’t notice.

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