I let the arrogant jerk from work use me!!![FM]

This probably won�t seem as stupid or slutty as most of the posts you see here (which I love by the way!), but it has been on my mind since Saturday and I wanted to get it off my chest so here it goes. Apologies for the long read, I hope it�s worth it!

Obviously everyone has had their own quarantine experiences and the many issues that come with it. For those of us who were single and in a share house with no suitable partners, that also means a few months without sex. I gave up pretty quickly on chatting to guys over apps as it just became boring and they inevitably started demanding nudes. One of the few single guys I did stay in regular contact with was a guy from work who I�ll call James, because that�s his name and he�s probably never going to see this.

James and I have worked in the same office together for nearly three years but in different departments. I had never found him to be attractive, even though he is in the conventional sense. He comes across as a sleeze and an arrogant one at that, and he was pretty shameless with his flirting in the office, although he never crossed the line into harassment. It was a minor annoyance that I would just rebuff and then get on with my day. I have always, and still do, consider myself a feminist, and I know better than to encourage his kind of behaviour.

A few months ago there were redundancies in our office and as a result certain workloads got split over different departments and James and I ended up having to collaborate on a number of projects. This involved a lot of video calls, overtime and WhatsApp messages after work hours. Over the weeks that followed we end up chatting a lot about non work related stuff and that fact that we both live in sharehousing. He�s in a house of guys, I�m in a house with another girl and a couple. So basically neither of us are getting any action.

It doesn�t take long for him to start hitting on me again. Subtly and rarely at first, and then slowly gettting braver. At this point I haven�t fucked or had any real attention from the opposite sex in about three months, so I kinda let him get away with it without encouraging it (I hope). It�s nice to get the attention and I figure he�ll get bored eventually.

Fast forward to last weekend, this has now been going on for weeks, maybe months, hard to tell time apart lately. They�ve eased back a lot of the quarantine rules where we live and part of that meant the reopening of bars and restaurants with limited capacity. I had spent the first weekend catching up with friends, and James messages me to ask if I want to grab a drink next Saturday. Just a casual catch up at a pub halfway between where each of us live.

It was a muggy day so I went out in a sundress, strappy sandals, but decided to put on a nice blue matching set underneath seeing as I hadn�t had a reason to wear it in months. Pretty much from the moment I arrived it was clear he wasn�t after a quick casual drink. He made little effort to hide the fact he was checking me out, was quick to order a new drink the moment I finished mine. I still didn�t mind, it was nice to be out even just for the novelty of it, and the attention was surprisingly exciting.

We eventually went somewhere else for a light dinner, then back to the pub again. By this point we had been drinking for about 5 hours and I had a really good buzz going. The bar closes earlier than we expected (new rules, still not quite back to the good old days….) so he suggests we go to his for a couple more drinks. His roommates are all out so we can sit on his patio and chat.

We grab a drink from the off license for the walk and in less than five minutes he has his arm around me. This is where I figure I have to make a call. I know exactly what kind of guy he is, I know I�ll probably regret this, but by this point I�m so turned on and it�s been so long since I�ve been this close to a guy outside my house. So I let him keep his hand around my shoulders. Then it works it�s way down to my waist. Then my ass cheek. And that�s where it stays until we get to his house.

Once we get through the door we�re pretty much all over each other immediately. He leads me stumbling up the stairs into his room and I barely have a second to take in the surroundings before he�s holding me against him, running hands over my body while we kiss. I remember he kept mumbling stuff like �you�re so fucking hot� and other things that just sounded awkward and in my semi-drunk mind I kind of wanted to tell him to shut up. But in spite of that I was as wet as I could remember being this year, and the moment he went to pull my dress off I just gave up any pretence of resistance. I�d say it might be the quickest I�ve ever gone from clothed to naked. The dress was over my head and instantly he has his hands behind my back and the bra is off. He didn�t even pause for a second before kneeling and sliding down my panties. I still had my shoes on and would have tripped stepping out of them if he hadn�t caught my thigh.

His room was reasonably large and he walks me over to his bed leaving my clothes by the door. He sits me down and takes a moment to look down at my naked body. I�m pretty much just sitting there with my legs open, heart racing while he stands in front of me fully clothed.

He kneels down in front of me, pushes my knees open and starts going down on me. I can�t fucking explain how good that felt after all this time. I lay back, let him work his magic. Whilst he�s down there he�s fiddling around with my shoes, sliding them off and tossing them to the other side of the room. I have this weird kind of realisation that a few minutes ago we were walking down the street, now I�m entirely naked in his room while he�s eating me out fully dressed.

I keep getting really close to cumming and he keeps pulling back, stopping me short. He says he wants me to wait, to hold off as long as I can. I kind of assumed maybe he wasn�t going to last long once he finally went in, but that wasn�t the case.

I haven�t had the patience to edge myself in a long time, so by the time he finally gets ready to start fucking me I�m really struggling to hold back. He undoes his belt, drops his pants and slides on a condom. He immediately grabs my legs and turns me around guiding me onto all fours. Normally I�d be really against a guy handling me like this with asking me to change positions but I just let it happen. Next thing I know he�s inside of me and picking up speed, pounding into me while I�m pushed back and forth. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming, though it�s easier to hold back while I�m being fucked in this position. He�s gripping my hips and spreading my ass cheeks as he fucks me. He keeps saying that he wants to fuck my ass, but I keep refusing (I�m pretty much an anal virgin….) but I eventually tell him to put a finger in there. He doesn�t wait for me to ask twice, and in it goes while I try not to yelp in surprise. So now he�s pounding me from behind while he works his finger in and out of my asshole trying to get a second one in occasionally….

After a while of this I can tell he�s getting close. He turns me around so that I�m on my back and then pushes my thighs up towards my body, getting me to grab them and hold them back with my legs apart. This is where I was really struggling not to cum. The angle he was hitting was pure fucking bliss and I could feel my eyes rolling. He was clearly getting off on the idea of me holding back, closely watching my face the whole time. Eventually he told me to cum and I just let it crash over me instantly. Whilst I�m right in the middle of my climax he pulls out, whips off the condom and cums all over me. I�ve had a boyfriend who used to like cumming on my chest, but I�ve never had this before. Splashes all over my chest and stomach, some in my bush, some on my neck….pretty much everywhere.

I�m lying there catching my breath and by the time I look up he�s already pulled his pants back up. He leaves the room, and I�m assuming he�s going to get me a towel or something but when he eventually comes back it�s with a couple of gin and tonics. There was something intensely arousing about sitting there naked with his cum on me while he was fully dressed so I didn�t ask for a towel or anything.

We chatted for a bit while we drank and then his hand is down between my legs and I just let him start fingering me. He goes down on me and lets me cum pretty quickly this time. He�s already hard again and stands back up, pulls himself out and asks me to return the favour. So now I�m on my knees, still with streaks of cum all over me sucking him off. He lasted a long time, to the point that my jaw was starting to ache. I�ve never let a guy take this much control during sex, and the fact that this was someone I worked with everyday made it strangely exciting and embarrassing. I�ve always had a secret kink for being dominated and controlled, but I�ve only ever explored it in a respectful relationship so this was a first for me. When he came I didn�t even hesitate to swallow it. He pulled out and ran the end of his cock along my chin leaving a streak. He ran his hand along the side of my face and titled my chin up to look at him and told me he wanted a picture. I�m so glad I adamantly refused, because at that moment the idea of him having a picture of me kneeling with his cum on my chin really fucking excited me.

I asked for a towel this time and he left again. I was sat there with his cum drying on me for what felt like 10 minutes before I ended up grabbing one of his shirts and wiping myself down enough to pull on my dress, go to the bathroom and clean up properly. When I went down stairs one of his roommates had come home and he was chatting to him in the kitchen. I had a weird introduction and talked with them for a minute or two before saying I had to head off.

The whole Uber ride back (which I ordered myself) I was just replaying on my head what had happened. I had let a guy that I worked with – a guy that I had sworn to myself that I would never even drunkenly kiss – fuck me, cum on me, finger my ass, cum in my mouth and then just ignore me. I was toying with the idea of sending him a message telling him off for leaving me up in his room for so long, but he sent me a message on Sunday saying that he had a great time and wants to do it again and without really thinking I just agreed. He�s been completely normal at work, so i don�t know what to make of it, and if I�m going to end up letting this happen again. I really want it to happen, and I want him to use me like that again, or worse, I�m just not sure if it�s a good idea if we�re going to be working together….

Sorry again for the long read, hope you get something out of it!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n4fp0i/i_let_the_arrogant_jerk_from_work_use_mefm