Have you ever just wanted to hate fuck someone? [M]

I’m confessing something I haven’t told anyone, the reasons for which will be obvious by the end of the confession.

For the past 15 or so years I have had an ever growing and increasingly annoying relationship with a female coworker. It’s not your typical relationship involving flirtation, stolen glances, office romance, etc…, in fact she has no idea that there is any relationship other than as coworkers because you see, this relationship is completely in my head!

Let me describe her to you first. Grace claims to be 5’ tall, but I’m guessing she’s really only 4’11”. Physically she’s not really petite, but she’s certainly not fat. She has naturally curly (in between tight curls and wavy) brown/auburn hair that falls several inches below her shoulders and she wears it up in a bun more often than not. Her face is pretty but not outstanding although she has a very nice smile when she’s in a good mood. I would describe her as “curvy” bordering on “thick” but with a fairly thin waistline, and upon meeting her the first time, I suspect most persons (especially guys) would notice her breasts and cleavage immediately. I would say she’s a DD which on her frame makes them stand out full and proud and she either has great bra’s or they’re still pretty firm for a 49 year old. Her ass changes depending on her weight, but she’s been working out and dieting for the last couple years so it’s not as “jiggly” as it used to be, but it still catches your eye when she walks by.

All sounds great right? What’s to complain about?

In short, she’s a narcissistic, judgmental, egotistical, arrogant, manipulative, spoiled bitch with daddy issues! Don’t get me wrong, she has moments where she can be nice, funny or even polite, but it’s always on her terms. When she’s in “a mood” (which is quite often), stay out of her way or prepare to be mowed down. She has few if any girlfriends and prefers the company of guys – I’m sure because women wouldn’t put up with her while guys give her all the attention she wants when she struts around in 6 inch heels, low cut tops and tight jeans.

Her husband is a low class, lazy man-child who got lucky when her “daddy” got him a great union job where he makes 6 figures a year doing as little as he possibly can. She spends the money on new cars every other year, botox, designer clothing and anything else that she can flaunt.

I think most of you know the type. She thinks she’s better than everyone around her and couldn’t be bothered to give a shit about anyone unless she’s getting something in return. Somehow she gets all the perks here at work too. She bends over backwards to do shit for the department manager who thinks she’s a “top star go getter” even though she doesn’t lift a finger to help any of her co-workers. Because of that she gets better raises, better hours and spends half her day in her office with the door closed shopping online and gets away with it.

At first none of it bothered me much, but over the years it’s gotten more and more under my skin. And I think the thing that really bugs me the most is I’m attracted to her!!!!

I find myself looking forward to seeing what low cut blouse she’s going to wear each day. I watch for her to leave the office to walk down the hallway so I can follow at a safe distance watching that great ass. Every now and then I find a reason to stop in her office and ask her a spreadsheet question or something that allows me to stand closely behind her while she sits and shows me something on the screen. I get to smell her and steal a glance down her top when she’s not looking. At the same time, I’m jealous of her expensive vacations and fancy cars and get angrier and angrier that she doesn’t do shit at work while I’m busting my ass every day.

In short, I’ve never met another woman I’d rather hate fuck than her. I just want to rip her blouse and bra off, shove her down on her knees and ram my cock into that selfish bitch’s mouth and down her throat until she gags. I want to bend her over her desk, press her face down and fuck her tight pussy until she can’t walk. I want to spit on her asshole, use my fingers to spread it wide and slam my rod in to the hilt until she screams….

Whew… that felt good to write, and it felt good to take a short break and jack off after writing it too!! You might think that was the extent of my confession, but here’s what I’m really confessing to you…

Once a week, a group of ladies get together over lunch and do yoga over in another building for 45 minutes. Grace generally doesn’t like females or group get togethers of any kind, but as I mentioned earlier she’s been working out and dieting so she decided to start going over for yoga.

A few weeks ago I heard her office door close just before lunch and a couple minutes later saw her walk out with her yoga mat, wearing leggings and a tight fitting athletic shirt. I watched her ass sway as she left the area and muttered something along the lines of “God damnit she looks hot” to myself and finished the e-mail I was working on.

Suddenly a thought occurred to me. I walked out of my office and looked around… nobody there… checked the hallway…. nobody there either. Grace’s office door was slightly ajar and I saw a gym bag on the floor. I looked around again and seeing I was alone I quickly slipped in. My heart was pounding as I thought of what I was going to do next, knowing I could lose my job or worse get in criminal trouble. The impulse overtook me and I quickly looked inside the gym back and saw her office clothing and bra. I pulled the bra out and pressed it up against my face and nose. It was still warm from her gorgeous fucking tits I could smell her perfume as I took a deep breath. Glancing down my pulse raced as I saw the edge of what looked like panties. I carefully placed the bra back in the same position I had found it and pulled out what indeed was a pair of pink lace thong panties. Without thinking, I wadded them up in my pocket, peeked out of her office and not seeing anyone, quickly went next door to my office, closed and locked it.

At this point I knew I should have at least 35 minutes before she returned from yoga, but I had no idea if anyone else would be returning early from lunch and quite honestly I had no plan for what to do if I couldn’t get her panties back into her gym bag before she got back. All I knew was I had a pair of warm lace panties in my pocket that had recently been pulled tight between Grace’s crotch and held firmly against her pussy lips. I knew exactly what I was going to do! I pulled out the panties and while I looked at them and held them up to my nose and licked the spot where he pussy had been a few minutes ago, I pulled down my pants and started stroking my already rock hard cock. I wish I could say I built up slowly to a massive orgasm, but the truth of it is after about 15 seconds of stroking with her panties in my face, I loosely wrapped the lace around the head of my stiff prick and 30 seconds of feeling it lightly rubbing and scratching against my glans and the underside of the shaft I shuddered a couple times and blew my load into a pile of Kleenex. Not paying any attention to the time, I had no idea if that had taken me 2 minutes or 35, I just knew it was one of most intense orgasms I had ever had. I quickly wiped up the last glob of excess cum and in a brief moment of genius, smeared a tiny bead across the portion of her thong that pressed against her cunt. I pulled up my pants, balled the thong into my pocket again, peeked out the door ensuring there was nobody back, walked out casually into her office and replaced her panties into the gym bag the way I found them and left.

I can’t express strongly enough the satisfaction I felt both from the intense release as well as seeing her changed back into her work clothes after lunch knowing a tiny spot of my cum was rubbing on her pussy hairs for the rest of the day.

Since that day I’ve stayed late a couple times after everyone left. Once I sat in her desk chair and masturbated to a glorious finish onto her desktop which I cleaned up. The other time I imagined fucking her tits and shooting ropes of seed all over her neck. After finishing I dipped the tip of my finger into the soiled Kleenex and deposited just a touch into the bottom of her coffee cup.

I know I’m going down a dangerous road that may get me into serious trouble, but at the same time, I find I’m not as annoyed with her as much so life is good!

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