So, in my early twenties I started working in a clerical position at the local megacorportion. This was a seriously low level job, menial filing and data entry. My desk was in an area with all the IT people and me, being a bit of a nerd, got along really well with my coworkers.
There was this older guy, Mark, who was in the upper management of the IT department. Like one of those things where they have a fancy title but are stuck in the cube farm with the rest of us plebs. Anyway, I was really attracted to Mark from the very first. He was in his late 30's, tall with dark hair and light eyes. He was a fitness fanatic and had that lean runners build that I love. It is really unusual for me to be attracted to someone his age, but damn if I wasn't completely turned on by him. He had this sexy, low voice and had this great dry, sarcastic humor. Unfortunately, he was also married, so I didn't put too much thought into it.
Not trying to sound super conceited but I am a fairly attractive girl. I'm petite, with dark hair. I am pretty fine boned and have been called “elfin” more than once. I'm lucky enough to have a natural D cup with small, pink, extremely sensitive nipples. (Sensitive enough that I can cum just from having them played with) so I was getting a lot of attention from the guys when I first started.
But not Mark, I'm not going to lie, that was part of the reason I was so hot for him. He was nice, but kept his distance and never flirted with me or acted like he was interested. Over time we would chit chat and I learned about him. I think that we had a lot in common, sort of. Like, if he had been 22 as well, we would have had a lot of shared interests and sensibilities. He was into good music and we would have these great talks about The Stooges, Joy Division, The Cure, stuff like that. In fact, the first time it occurred to me that he might be attracted to me was when he would casually leave CDs on the corner of his cube and they would always be bands I liked and we would wind up chatting about them.
After awhile, I was just….overwhelmingly attracted to him. It was so frustrating! I would mastrubate to him regularly. I seriously cannot tell you how many times I have made myself cum while thinking about him fucking my brains out. A lot of times, trust me. But as I said, he never really acted like he had a sexual interest in me.
Until the day he did.
They had brought in some new equipment (Like a server or something, I wasn't in IT, so I wasn't paying attention.) Anyway, everyone was gathered around and Mark motioned me over, too. I thought it was weird but didn't look too much into it. There was this guy talking and I was completely tuned out. I had situated myself at the back of the group, near a storage unit. There was a little bit of space behind me and all the sudden, Mark heads back and squeezes himself between me and the cabinet.
My heart started beating so fast, he was way closer than he needed to be. Like right behind me. He kept on inching closer, just a little bit at a time, until he is almost pushed up flush against my ass. I was instantly wet and my pussy was throbbing. I got the sense that he was waiting for me to call his bluff, but I stayed completely still, my breath jagged. It was so fucking hot. Then I realized that there was a whole group of people around and that it might not be a good idea to do this in front of everyone. I walked over to the other side of the group and he didn't say anything. He didn't have to. He was staring at me in a way that clearly said this isn't over.
I was dying. On one hand it was everything I wanted. I hadn't been attracted to someone to that degree in a long time and it felt so delicious. On the other, he was married and a co-worker and it probably wouldn't end well. I convinced myself that I didn't want to take it any further and that I needed to keep my distance.
This turned out to be a non-issue as the next day and for the next couple of months, Mark acted like nothing happened. Good enough that I was questioning whether or not I had read into the cabinet incident. He was friendly and we would chit chat but there wasn't even an inkling of anything more.
Then one day, 3 months or so later, I was covering for another girl and was staying late. I was the only person in the office. I was waiting for this automated thing to finish up on the computer and headed to use the bathroom. I hear the front office door unlock and its Mark, in a cycling kit, with his road bike. I kinda stop short, I wasn't expecting anyone and he startled me.
He smiles at me and tells me that he just got done with a ride and wanted to check in on some thing or another. Again, I am just kind of dumbly naïve at this point and I'm all oh, okay that's cool. Then he asks if I want to see the e-store redesign he was working on. This wasn't as transparent as it sounds, as we had discussed it before.
I agree and followed him back to his cube. He pulled up the site, we talked about it a little. Then we start talking about some other bullshit I don't remember that well. The air was fucking electric. I knew shit was about to go down but I was too scared to make the first move.
We are talking and he changes his shoes and when he comes back up he is standing right next to me. I am a nervous wreck at this point and my breath audibly catches when he comes closer. He laughed and it shot straight through me. He reached out and traced my collarbone and then all the sudden we are kissing.
I don't think I have ever been that turned on in my life. I knew he was married and that it was wrong but I didn't care. The only thing I wanted was more of him. He pushes me up on the desk and reaches down to play with my tits. I let out a soft moan and he pushed my legs apart with his thigh and takes my shirt off.
“Take off your bra, I want to see your tits.” I can see the outline of his hard cock through his shorts. I do as he says and he jumps on them, practically shoving my nipple in his mouth. The pleasure was sickening.
“If you keep that up, I'm gong to cum!” I told him and meant it. He redoubled his efforts and starts rubbing my pussy through my pants.
It was too much. I had wanted this for too long and before I knew it, I was convulsing, swept away in my first orgasm. “I'm cumming, oh my God, I'm cumming.”
As I am coming back down to reality, I see him remove his shorts and sit down in the chair. “Get over here and suck my cock.” It wasn't a question. He began stroking his dick. He was still sweaty from his ride and if I wasn't so turned on I probably would have found it a little gross. At that point, though, I didn't care. I just wanted his dick in my mouth,
I smiled at him and swallowed the head of his penis, sucking hard. That caused him to groan and jerk his hips, pushing his cock further into my mouth. I love sucking dick, so this was a total treat and I went crazy on it.
I was shoving his cock as far back down my throat as I could. He had his hands wrapped in my hair and kept on telling me how good I was at it. We went on like this for about 5 minutes or so until he told me that he was going to cum if I didn't stop. That just made me go harder and he pushed me off his dick in response.
He pushes me back towards the desk, lifting me up on it. He is giving me this look and I swear I am on the verge of cumming again without him even touching me. He doesn't say a word as he wraps his arms around me and takes down my pants and dives head first into my pussy. He is making these deep, satisfied grunts as he licks my clit, stopping every once in awhile to stroke himself. Its only a matter of time before I am cumming all over his face. He holds me closer as I cum and seems to be taking a lot of pleasure in lapping up my juices.
“Suck it again.” he grabs my head and lightly pushes it back to his dick. I happily comply, getting really sloppy with it. I was past the point of caring about anything other than making this man cum just as hard as he made me.
“Oh fuck, that's it. Holy fuck you are good at this. I have thought about this since the first day you walked into this place.”
That made me so hot that I went hard at his dick, choking myself on it.
He start bucking his hips into my mouth and I could tell he was going to come soon. He was pushing into me with shallow thrusts when I hear a deep groan and feel his jizz hit the back of my mouth. I look up at him while I'm drinking his cum and he is smiling at me.
“That was even better than I thought it would be.” He pulled me in for a kiss and we stood there for a moment, recovering. Then we cleaned up and I went back and finished up and went home. I didn't know what to think. I wanted more.
We didn't fuck that day, that happened soon after this incident. I will share that story later, if anyone wants to hear it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3a3n7w/that_time_i_sucked_my_older_coworkers_dick_mf
More, please!
Holy shit… that was a phenomenal story. Please. Please tell more!
Yes, would love to hear more!
This is going to be good.. I like the way your write.
Holy shit you know how to write. That was hot
Very hot!
That’s an awesome encounter! I’d love to have something like that.
Great story. Well written
Uch. I came so well thinking of your mouth filled with his cock. Thanks for getting my morning off to a great start, sexy girl ;)
whoa.. hot.
Well fuck. That was awesome. You’re a great writer. That was hot. Mark is lucky. We need gwboobs pictures!
gwstaa – you are soooo fucking hot! ! ! Love how the story flowed, and then something else did LOL! Keep writing. By the way, this is a common theme.
fucking hot. pls post more ^a^pic^of^you^would^be^nice
Like a boss
Yes I agree a pic of your tits would be great!
yes.. more…
Oh. Fucking made me soo hard… I couldn’t hold back a small sigh at my work desk while reading. I also leave work every day in my lycra bike wear… passing the secretary… but she’s unfortunately not as cute and hot as you!