Company Ink Part 2 (Cheating)
After waking up the next morning, Amber thought it was strange that her fantasy drifted off to her coworker. She started to get a sense that she has wanted him for awhile, but never realized Allen was available. Her thoughts started to wander off thinking of what could be. Her thoughts started to plan out what she was going to do with her new fantasy. She made up her mind that she was going to act on it. Amber knew it was a bad idea, but she didn’t care. She got up and started getting ready for the morning. She decided she was going to act normal for right now and find out a little bit more about Allen.
She dressed in her usual conservative business attire, packed her stuff up and left for work. She arrived at work at her typical time. Nothing out of the ordinary. Started doing her daily work for a couple hours, eyeing the people walking by her open door, checking for Allen. Her office was right next to his, but she felt weird for going over there for no reason. She heard his words through some business conversations. They were both QA analysts for different departments so most of their work focused on checking over reports and preparing their findings at the weekly meeting. No news was always good news.
It was getting close to lunch. Normally she would eat her lunch inside her office. Allen was much more social and generally ate in the break room. He was never much for socializing during work hours, but he liked to listen to people’s conversations. Maybe to break the monotony of life she thought. She decided to see if she could create a but of lunch conversation with him to find out more. She brought her lunch into the break room. As luck would have it, he was sitting at a table with an open seat. She knew it wouldn’t be as weird to sit him since they were both heads of their groups.
Her feet led her to his table. “This seat taken?”, she asked. “No, it’s all yours.”, Allen said quickly. She sat down and started to take out her salad and fruit. She looked over his meal, made up of meatloaf, corn and potatoes. A rounded meal she thought. “Hmm, he cooks”, she thought. Amber asked, “How’s work been going? Numbers still look like numbers?”, she asked with a smirk. “So far, so good. The job hasn’t been too boring yet.”, Allen replied. As he was eating, she could make out a wedding ring. Confused, Amber decided to pry a bit more. “That smells good, did you make that yourself?”, she asked. “It’s okay. My wife made it for me. One of the few decent things she makes.” Allen chuckled. Her brow furrowed a bit, confused. Why was he on a dating site? She changed the subject to some of the recent office gossip about promotions and hot seats. She took out her phone and opened the app with they were talking. She acted as if she was checking her email on her phone while she looked up his supposed profile. “It’s definitely him.”, she thought.
“How is….umm?”, she trailed off forgetting his wife’s name. “Karen? She is alright I suppose when she is in a decent mood.”, Allen chuckled towards end of his sentence. “Trouble in paradise?”, Amber smirked. “There is always the loneliness of divorce that could await you.” Amber quipped. “Not sure if that isn’t a bad idea sometimes.” Allen laughed. “I am surprised you never got out there again. Seems like you still gas in the tank yet…”, Allen trailed off almost embarrassed by his lack of filter. Amber smiled at the simple compliment.
It was getting close to the end of their break. As they finished up their lunch, Allen thanked her for joining him for lunch with a smile. Amber nodded in agreement and they went about their day. Throughout the afternoon, she couldn’t help but think that Allen’s marriage was probably on the rocks. “Maybe he is just lonely?”, she thought to herself. “Or maybe she is a royal bitch?,” Amber thought to herself, trying to find reason for her little obsession with her coworker.
The day seem to grind to a halt while thinking about Allen. As she skimmed through her work, her thoughts going over her dream about him, her hands slipped under her desk. She quietly hiked up her skirt as slid up to edge of the chair. One of her hands climbed back onto her desk to create the illusion of keeping busy, while her other hand started slide up her leg to her covered crotch. Started to rub herself while she thought of Allen. Her mind started to wander a bit while her fingers circled gently over her covered clit. Her panties slowly started to change to a darker shade of green as they moistened.
“Have a good weekend Amber!”, bellowed Allen as he leaned against the door. Amber snapped out of it quickly. Her feet jerked forward at being startled, pulling the plug out of the outlet. Allen chuckled, “I am not used to having anyone around past five here.”
Amber cleared the fog from her daydream to focus on the clock. “Oh shit, it’s 5:30. I must have lost track of time. And apparently I unplugged my computer because you scared the hell out of me!” Amber jokingly said.
Allen walked around the desk stating quickly ,”I tend to be handy with those things.” Amber slid back as if to move for him. Allen started to get on all fours with a groan. Amber immediately noticed that her skirt was still hiked up, the very bottom of her damp underwear peaking out. She held still afraid that if she moved her skirt down that it would give away her ruse. “That should do it.”, remarked Allen as her started to to turn around from under her desk. As he turned his head, his eyes glanced up her skirt. His mind quickly blanked as if he was about to say so something.
A smirk went across her face realizing she had him where she wanted, her mind raced with what to do. Her ass scooted to edge of her seat, her skirt rode a up a bit more. Her hands reached out, her fingers running through his hair. “Don’t be shy”, she said softly. His nose brushed up against her already wet panties. His hands shuffled on the floor to under chair to balance himself. He drew in his breath nervously, the smell of her intoxicating him. His e started gently kiss her covered pussy. His knees moved to underneath his body so his hands could join in the fun.
“That’s it.”, she said with a soft voice. His hands slowly felt their way up her legs. His fingers wrapped around the back of her knees. His lips gently nipping as kissed her crotch. She pressed back into the chair. One hand started to gentle run run through his hair. Her other hand snuck back onto her body, sliding up her leg. Her fingers curled underneath the inside of her panties, as if to draw back the curtains. His lips met her trimmed pussy. After a few gentle kisses onto her clit, his tongue started to work. He gently lapped his tongue along her folds. She moaned as his tongue parted her slit. His tongued dove deeper into her pussy. Her hips started to rock back and forth as his tongue worked its magic on her. Her fingers curled into his hair, pulling his head into her. Her pussy start to twitch, her juices started to run freely, trickling down between her and his chin. She groaned over the assault on her pussy, her eyes started to fixate on their open door to her office. Her mind raced how they could be caught at any moment.
Her hips started to grind on his face. His lips sealed around her swollen clit, sucking it in. His tongue whipped excitedly onto her wet button. Her legs started to shake, my pussy tightened. Wave after wave of pleasure over took her. She started to gush, holding her head tightly, her thighs clamp around his head. He sucked harder, his tongue thrashing her clit as she rode his face. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…..”, she muttered as she was cumming on his face.
It felt liked it lasted forever even though it was a couple minutes. As her orgasms subsided, Allen’s tongue started to let up its attack. Each lashing bringing a slight jump to her body.
“Fuck, get up!”, she ordered. Allen quickly stood up, peering back at the door thinking someone was coming. He flinched when her hands met his belt, unbuckling it quickly. His pants were opened up in just a few quick moments. She quickly pulled his pants and boxers to his ankles, his hard cock flopping out to grazed her face. The head of his cock rested against her cheek, she moved her head around, bringing her tongue under the head of his dick. Her tongue drew him. One hand grabbed onto his ass cheek to draw him closer, the other hand wrapped around the base of his member.
His legs buckled a bit, his hands grabbing the desk behind. His member throbbed as she took him inside her mouth. Her lips kept marking inching down his shaft with every bob forward. Saliva coated his shaft and down her chin as she jerked her head to and fro.
Suddenly she stopped and stood up. She grabbed him roughly by the shirt and pulled him of the desk. “Sit!” she ordered. She seemed possessed, pushing him in to the chair. She quickly unbuttoning her blouse and pushed her bra. She kissed him roughly, driving her tongue into his mouth. Her hips ground into him,, her pussy sliding along the top of his shaft. He struggled to match her every move. She gripped his neck, driving his face into her breasts. She could feel his chin stubble grazing her breasts as mouth start take turns with nipples. Her other hand reached down to stroke, finally rubbing the head of his shaft along her wet folds. She started grind down on the head, her pussy twitching as it entered her. A collective moan came out of them both as he entered her. She thrust her hips down down gently with speed. In no time, she had all of him inside her. Finding a bit of a rhythm, Allen flicked her nipples his tongue, has hands moving down to her ass, kneading it roughly.
She gripped his shoulders and started to grind into him. Allen felt like her pussy was on fire, small groans escaping his mouth with every one of her thrusts. Her face nuzzled to side of his head, licking his ear. She gently bit his ear repeatedly. Her moans reverberated in his ear.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i8kwct/company_ink_part_2_cheating