New Guy in the Office Pt.1 [FFM]

*This story is not for everyone. I began writing it on request from someone who want a story about a cheating girlfriend. While I myself do no condone cheating, I am proud of the story I have written. I am open to reading constructive criticism and ideas for how to make the scenarios more believable.*

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You lift your head up from your paperwork and check the time. The urge to pound your head down into your desk becomes overwhelming as you notice it’s still only 9:36. ‘Why do Wednesday’s take so long?’ You think as you try to stay focused on being productive.

Meetings, emails and all the other nuances flood your mind as you try to get on top of your day, but the passion just isn’t there. You haven’t pitched a new product line or ad in weeks and your boss is beginning to notice the slump.

It was easy when Chris was still around. He was a work friend that you could easily bounce ideas off of. But you’re happy he took the new job across town. He’ll do so well there. But who are you supposed to talk to around here now? Claire? Fuck Claire! She thinks she can so obviously flirt her way to the team lead position and everyone would just be cool with her?

“Abby…”

*’Oh shit. Did I say any of that out loud?’* You think as you look around to see who called your name. ‘Well fuck, theirs Claire. But who is he?!’

“Hey, Abby. We got a new intern to replace Chris.” He technically starts tomorrow, but is taking the time to start getting to know the office today so he can dive right in.” The man trailing slightly behind Claire reaches out his hand for a shake.

“Hi, I’m Joe.” He says. You take in the sight of him. Tall, tan, a muscular frame that fills out his shirt and a hint of some tattoos that poke out of the cuffs on his sleeves.

“Hi. Uh, Abigail.” You say, slightly flustered, instantly noticing your more than usual smile. You take my hand for a firm shake and notice my deep brown eyes as I hold your gaze.

“It’s nice to meet you.” I say, returning your smile. “I guess I’ll be working next to you?” I gesture to the open desk adjacent to yours.

“Oh… yeah. I guess so.” You say. “Sorry, I’ll have to move all my overflow crap off it. It’ll be clear by tomorrow.”

“Thank you. I look forward to working with you then. I give a slight wink in the eye opposite from Claire and continue to hold your gaze.

“Eh-hem!” Claire interrupts. “Well, I’ll show you the rest of the area.” You notice she puts a firm grab on his bicep and pulls him away, shooting you what could have been a catty look as she turns.

*’That bitch! Is she trying to claim the hot piece of fresh meet already?’* This doesn’t distract you enough to try and get a glimpse of my butt as I walk away. *’Good lord, that’s fit. What was I thinking earlier about being focused and productive?’*

Your thoughts trail for another hour before you snap back to reality as the thought of Kevin pops into your mind. A million thoughts are running through your head: *‘I already have a boyfriend! What am I doing? But Joe looks so much like my super-hot ex, and plus he doesn’t seem like an asshole… oh my god this is so bad. I should really be focused on working. Maybe just another quick peek!’* You turn to see me stepping out of the restroom, finished with my tour of the office. I absentmindedly adjust my crotch when I think nobody is looking. *‘Oh my, what a package under those pants!’* You snap your head back and stare at your work, but you can’t help but discreetly press your fingers into the crotch of your tights as you think about what you just saw.

I walk up behind you and try to get your attention, noticing that one hand is fidgeting a pen over some loosely ruffled paper work and the other appears to be going between your legs.

“Hey, Abigail.” I say to make sure you know I’m here.

You turn abruptly with a shocked smile. “Joe! Hey.” *‘Wow he definitely saw that.’* You think as you notice for some reason it just makes you more wet. “I was just thinking of you.”

“Thinking of me?” I say, keeping a smile, but a puzzled look coming across my face.

“Well, yea…” you begin, flustered. “I mean, you’re the new guy and nothing ever happens in this boring place. So…. what’s up?” *‘Fuck! Could I make this anymore awkward?’*

I smile wide, showing a bit of teeth now and nodding. “Ah ok. Well, I like to get on a friendly relationship level with my coworkers and so far you have been the friendliest person I’ve met today. Would you want to get to know each other a little better this evening? There’s a hole in the wall Mexican shop with delicious salsa and chips down the street?”

“Uh… Just a sec.”

You turn towards him and place your phone between the two of you, pretending to check your calendar. ‘*What is happening? I can’t say no to his offer, even though I already told Kevin I’d be home to watch his show with him tonight… Ugh.’* you pick up your phone and text him: **“Sorry babe, have to stay late tonight! Maybe I can make it up to you some other time?”**

“Did you have other plans?” I ask.

“No.” You say, hurriedly. “Just making sure a friend can run an errand for me later.”

You’re phone chimes. **”Ugh, sure. It’s not like Netflix is going anywhere. Tell Claire she’s a bitch and kisses too much ass by working you guys too hard.”**

You put your phone down. “All good. Should I meet you down stairs after work?”

“Alright, Abigail. I’ll see you then.” I give the same soft wink again and a gentle tap on your lower thigh, then stand up to walk away turning my head for one last smile as I move down the hall.

“Hey, Joe!” you say loud enough to bring my attention back.

I stop and half turn back towards you. “Yeah?”

“Just… call me Abby.” You smile and try your best innocent look. “Abigail is too formal if we’re going to be work buddies.”

“Sounds good, Abby. Ill see you in a while.”

You feel so wet that you must have soaked through your underwear and tights. *‘His touch on my leg was so hot… I hope he has a nylon fetish like Kevin does. It’s so hot—wait, why am I thinking about having sex with him? This is so bad but I just can’t help it.’* You get out of your seat and head towards the bathroom. You have to relieve this crazy horny stress so badly…

You walk into the bathroom and move to the sink and look at yourself in the mirror. You check that your makeup was still good during that interaction. Everything looks good. Your pussy throbs from replaying his hand reaching to your thigh, almost in slow motion. You turn towards the stalls to move towards a more private spot, but as you turn, out walks Vanessa from one of them.

*’Oh shit.’* You think. She was another work buddy about a year and a half ago, until you two started hooking up. Soon after that it was somehow too awkward to be around each other at work. She ended up moving to a different department and your contact since has been limited. Although she seems pleased to see you now.

“Oh my god, Abby! how are you?” She says. Her tone sounds genuine. Maybe the time away from each other relaxed the tension.

“Hey, Ness. I’m doing pretty well.” It would be nice to hear that you two might be able to be friends again, but reconnecting will not relieve the ache forming under your panties. This isn’t the time.

“Oh my god have you met Joe?” she asks excitedly.

*’She still says oh my god too much.’* You think. *’Wait–what?!’*

“Yea, I met him.” You say casually. “He seems really nice.”

“Oh yea, he’s very nice. He’s so hot. He didn’t come to my department, but when I heard about him, I had to make my way over to introduce myself. It was totally worth it. Do you think he’s single?”

“No!” You blurt out. “Um, I mean… I don’t know. I met him but we haven’t talked much” You manage to say. Too many distractions today. *‘Vanessa is actually looking very gorgeous’* you think as you take a moment to really notice what she’s wearing. *‘I would almost certainly hook up with her again. I mean she just gets me so well… sexually. Too bad it’s been awkward between us. I can’t tell her about my plans with Joe, right? But what if it became my first threesome? That would be so hot. Fuck, but what if she just steals him?’*

“Actually, I’m grabbing food with him tonight. You should join!” You say. It’s a long shot, but this could be the best night ever. Before she can respond, you quickly walk into a stall and shut the door so you can do what you came to do.

“Um… yea!” You hear Vanessa say from the other side of the stall. “Let me know where you guys are meeting and I’ll see you there.” There was a hint of awkward tone in her voice that drowned out to excitement at the end. “I’ll leave you to do what you’re doing, though. Catch you later, Abbs.” The sound of the door closing behind her signals you a sigh of relief.

You pull up your skirt and rub your hands up your leggings, soaking in the sensation and keep repeating the wink and thigh tap in your mind. Your back presses on the wall as your hand slides up and cups your pussy, putting gentle pressure with one finger along your clit, sliding up and down. The wetness that’s been soaking through your panties already spreading to your hand.

You reach up with your free hand to unbutton your blouse. The coordination of trying to please yourself and free the parts you want to touch becoming too difficult. For a moment you dedicate both hands to the buttons and thank yourself for wearing bra that clasps in the front today. Once it’s open and your tits hang semi free, you push your leggings and panties just below your hips to your upper thighs to give better access to your pussy. One hand moves up to grope your breast and squeeze a nipple and the other hand moves to your pussy, using two fingers to spread the lips and slide along the sides of your clit. After a moment of rubbing, you slide the two fingers inside. It’s extremely difficult at this point to hold back the moans.

You start imagining what the night might look like. Vanessa was always the dominant one, *‘Maybe they’ll use me as their slave if Joe is kinky enough. Or if they spit roasted me. Mmm, I could suck Joe’s cock while Vanessa fucked me with her strap on from behind.’*

You get so wet that your fingers are completely covered in your juices. You just can’t stop thinking how hot this all is, completely forgetting about Kevin.

You whisper quietly, “Oh Ness, please let me cum… I’ve been such a good girl!”

In your head Joe was fucking you while Vanessa’s sexy nylon feet were caressing your face, neck and chest. *‘Mmm she’s one of the few people who knows my fetish.’* Once she found out, she started wearing tights and stockings to work. In fact, wasn’t that how she was dressed today. You picture the brief conversation you just had with her. Yes, dark two-inch heels under long nylon stalking covered legs that lead up to a grey pleated pinstripe skirt and deep blue button-down blouse. Her auburn hair falling in waves down just past her shoulder.

That thought reminds you of the several times you enjoyed together. The familiar “good girl, cum for me now” that she said so many times. You can’t hold it in anymore. As you cum, your legs tremble with the pleasure running through your body.

You clean up, redress yourself and step out of the stall, thankfully to an empty restroom. Again, you check yourself in the mirror. Your face is a bit red but looks okay otherwise. Now, back to work.

The rest of the day goes by surprisingly quick. You lose focus a few times but manage to stay productive, even getting ahead on some of tomorrows tasks. Your thoughts wander back to thinking of your date tonight with Joe and Vanessa. *’Is it a date?’* You think. *’It might as well be if I’m hoping to get fucked afterwards.’* Your stomach falls as you think of Kevin. *’Oh my god, what am I doing?’* There’s some guilt, but at this point you’re too excited. Nothing can stop this night now.

It’s finally almost time to leave. ‘I should go find Vanessa, before she takes off.’ You grab your coat and purse and get up to walk down the hall. Claire walks out if the break room and spots you.

“Leaving already?” She asks with a sour tone.

“Um, yes.” You reply. “I’ve already finished everything I need to do today and I’ve got plans after work. So…” you turn to walk away feeling slightly annoyed by this interaction.

“This is still company time.” She says as her sour tone deepens.

“Oh, fuck off, Claire. It’s 10 minutes. I’m sorry you feel the need to be ‘*by the book’* about everything while you flirt your way to the top. Do you really think anyone is that impressed?” You surprise yourself with the outburst, but if felt so good to let out.

Claire doesn’t immediately respond. Her head jerks back with an offended expression. “At least I’m going places. We’ll see where you are a year from now.” She turns to walk away. Her pant suit hugging her ass well.

*’She would be gorgeous if she wasn’t such a fucking bitch.’* You think. Claire isn’t worth your time right now. To Vanessa.

You find her walking down the hall towards the main conference room. “Hey!” She smiles. “I was just about to come look for you.”

“I’m meeting Joe in the lobby in a few minutes. Are you still joining us?”

“Definitely. Let me drop these off and lock my computer. I’ll meet you at the elevator.”

“See you there.” You smile and walk off. The thoughts of tonight’s possibilities working you up again. You feel yourself getting wet with the same question repeating in your mind, *‘What the fuck am I doing?’*

—To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n2ac07/new_guy_in_the_office_pt1_ffm