Part 3 of Helping out my “Frustrated” Coworker

“Can I walk you inside?”

The blood rushed through my body as I nodded, quickly sliding back across to the passenger side to gather my things (and a bit of my composure). He walked around to my side of the truck and opened the door for me. As I went to slide out, he didn’t move. Instead he moved my legs apart, pushing my dress up. The cold air and snowflakes hit my bare thighs as he reached between my legs and started stroking my bare pussy. “Sorry, it’s my turn for a little payback” he said and he placed his other hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a deep kiss, right as he pushed a finger inside me. I moaned as he curled his finger inside me and moved it back and forth with ease, my already wet pussy starting to practically drip. He depend the kiss and I found myself clinging to his shoulders as he slipped a second finger inside me. I couldn’t even feel the cold anymore and the snow melted the second it hit my flushed skin.

“Let’s get you inside before you freeze … or your neighbors see” he said a few blissful moments later, reluctantly freeing his hand and helping me pull my dress down as he helped me from the truck. No time to put the coat back on as I fumbled in my purse for my keys. He stood behind me in the doorway, running his hands up and down my arms to keep me warm, pressing his hard cock against the small of my back. I nearly cried out in delight as I somehow managed to get the key in the lock and turned on the first try. James reached around me and helped shove open the door, pushing me inside at the same time. I heard the door slam lock as I turned around to see James grinning at me, walking forward.

I took a step back, bumping into the arm of the couch. James moved in, still grinning, putting a hand on my hip and pushing me against the couch as he stepped between my legs and tilted my head up with his thumb under my chin, meeting my eager mouth with his. I giggled, pulling him closer by hooking a leg around his causing my dress to ride back up.

Right at that moment, his phone started ringing, making us both groan in frustration. He pulled it from his pocket but we both knew it was her without even looking. I sighed and pressed my forehead to his chest “Do you have to go?” I ask as the phone still rings. “Soon” he says, kissing my head and tossing the phone on the couch behind me “let’s hurry. I need you.”

I don’t need to be told twice as I reach between us with renewed excitement and start unfastening his belt and pants as he leans forward and pulls down the neck of my dress and puts one of my hard nipples in his mouth. I once again reach into his pants to free his cock, stroking him eagerly as I feel his teeth biting gently. The phone starts ringing again and this time he really does growl. I laugh and push him back, turning around to reach for it on the couch. “Leave it” he says as he pulls my dress up over my hips and spreads my legs from behind. I lean forward over the arm of the couch, presenting my bare ass to him “Hurry, I want you now.”

I gasped as he slid his full length inside of me, digging his fingers into my hips. I could tell neither of us were going to last long and I didn’t care. I wanted him to fill me up. I think he realized the same thing as he could already feel me tightening around him as an orgasm started rapidly building. He pumped in and out of me, one hand still digging into my hip while the other reached forward to once again free a breast, the sounds of stitches popping from the neck of the garment making me even more wet. I moan as he goes faster. Harder. I can feel myself right on the edge, determined not to come until I can feel him filling me – “Don’t stop” I beg him “Please don’t stop!” He grunted and I knew I had him, that he couldn’t pull out even if he wanted to. I moaned in satisfying pleasure filled relief as I feel him stating to come inside me which finally pushes me over the edge too as I allow myself to let go. With one final hard thrust I melt, completely satisfied.

He chuckled, squeezing my hips before slowly pulling out of me. I can hear him pulling his pants back up and fastening his belt. But I stay were he left me, enjoying the feeling of both our cum slowly dripping from my still spread pussy. I finally allow him to help me back up to a sitting position, tilting my head up for one last kiss before handing him his phone. “That was fun … I wish we had more time. There’s so many more things that I want to do to you” he says quietly as I walk him back to the door. I make him kiss me one more time before I open the door and let him walk out into the cold. “I’ll see you tomorrow at work, James! Drive safe!” I call playfully before shutting the door.

I hear his truck start up and back out of the driveway before it hits me: I never *did* get my bra back! Guess I’ll have to get it back from him some other way. After all, it’s my favorite.

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