[M]y sexually [f]rustrated pregnant coworker (pt 2)

*Go to my part 1 for the lead up. The good stuff starts here*

To preface, that day wasn’t very different from most days as far as her attire goes. She had been wearing perfectly accentuated yoga pants and a company t-shirt everyday since she started showing. I for one, was not complaining. We met at the desks near the bathroom and she went in first. I gave it a minute or two (which felt like an eternity) and then knocked for her to let me in. I closed and locked the door behind us and then it was on.

I picked her up by her ass and set her on top of the cabinet, having already planned this out over and over throughout the day. I leaned her back up against the wall and lifted her legs up, pulling her yoga pants off to reveal her modest but cute panties. I had never seen her open her eyes so wide and breath so hard than at that moment.

I kissed down the inside of her right leg, all the way down to her panty line. She laid her head back against the wall and closed her eyes as I pushed her panties to the side and rubbed her clit. Her breathing started to get faster and my pants got tighter than they had ever been. After I rubbed her clit for a minute, I slowly pulled her panties off and sunk my face in between her legs. She let out a gasp and grabbed the back of my head as I started to lick her pussy up and down.

I would have to say that eating pussy is my specialty and this time would be no different. I licked, sucked, and bit as she covered her mouth and moaned while trying to be quiet – just in case. I ran a finger inside her pussy and I tongued her clit up and down, side to side. Within 3 or 4 minutes she was shaking and squirting all over the cabinet and my beard.

I stood up, kissing and biting from her pussy all the way up her left leg while she sat there trying to catch her breath. “HOLY SHIT!” she exasperated as I walked over to the sink to wash my face. “I can’t believe how quick you got me off, that was incredible!” I told her it was my pleasure and that I would leave so she could shower off real quick in the little shower there.

“You don’t wanna get off too?” She said, motioning to the bulge in my pants. I told her I wasn’t planning on it, and that I was just gonna go take care of it later and let her have this moment for herself. “No, no, no, that’s not fair for you.”

*I didn’t think it was gonna take this long to type out, so look for part 3*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11yuw1r/my_sexually_frustrated_pregnant_coworker_pt_2