It had been a rough morning at work, she was looking forward to her lunch break. These days, she enjoyed spending her hour-long lunch breaks with a new friend from work. He was charming, attractive, and knew how to make her laugh when she was having a rough day. A perfect distraction from her harsh home life. She checked the clock. “Seven more minutes, it’s going so slow,” she grumbled inwardly.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar figure that immediately erased her thoughts. She kept looking at her computer screen, but now with a determination to focus and, “Be cool,” as she kept reminding herself. Her body had a mind of its own though as her cheeks and ears became increasingly warm, she knew with her pale skin that there was no way to hide it and all she could hope for was that maybe it looked like she had gotten a sunburn… in February. The closer that familiar figure got to her desk, she didn’t want to think about his dark chocolate curls and the way they framed his eyes, bringing out the blue that seemed to demand respect from her regardless that they only became acquainted a month prior. She ignored her rampant thoughts and looked up.
He smiled and tapped on her desk, asking with an inviting tone, “You ready?” She nodded and grabbed her bag and clocked out before following him to his vehicle. As they got into his car they tried to figure out where to go for lunch and as usual he offered to pay. As usual, she tried to fight it. And of course, she did not win and they agreed on a sandwich shop and headed to a pond to relax and eat before heading back to work.
As they opened up their sandwiches, he broke the silence, “You’ve been pretty quiet, you seemed like you were having a rough time earlier from what I could see. You okay?”
She looked over through the passenger side window, “Yeah, just a frustrating day is all. I’m not that great with people.” she sighed but turned to smile teasingly at her work friend. “Well, how’s it been for you, Mr. Suave?”
“You know I would gladly come over and help any time, you just say the word. I remember being new to the call center and it can be rough.” He gave his coworker a reassuring pat on her shoulder with a warm smile. Those eyes just drew her in even further. She couldn’t help but stare, lowering her own blue eyes to his manly features. His strong nose, his beard that accentuated his soft lips, to his strong shoulders. She had to stop herself as she felt her whole body tingle and blush.
She leaned against him, bumping her shoulder to his jokingly. “I mean… maybe if you weren’t so far away I would. But your desk is all the way down the aisle.” She pouted playfully and looked up at him.
Even sitting down, there was still a good height difference between them and Katherine enjoyed that. She knew he liked it too because he would often tease her for her height and compare his humongous hands to her small ones. She just knew that he was attracted to her but she also enjoyed that neither of them had made a move really because with every passing day it built up the tension. But she couldn’t escape his wandering gaze on her as she would purposely walk past his desk just so she could feel his eyes on her. He would sometimes join her at her desk and help her if he was on a break and their hands would sometimes graze or he’d purposely lean over her and breathe down her neck. There were so many subtle things he’d do that would drive her insane. Sometimes she dreaded working with him, knowing that she’d be a distracted mess of sexual frustration.
“That’s it. I need to get this out of my system. I’m tired of playing these games.” She huffed, with a sudden burst of boldness that only her frustration could provoke.
“It’s your fault you know.”
“What?” His brow raised, a smirk creeping up on his lips.
“You. I struggle at work because you’re… distracting.” Well, the cat is out of the bag now.
“Oh really?” He chuckled as if he already knew. He was satisfied with himself to see her so out of her comfort zone and needy. “Why are you telling me this, I don’t think I can help you with that,” he feigned innocence.
It was obvious she was embarrassed, but his blatant arrogance drew her in. With that as the last straw, she sat up and kissed him. She breathed in the deep, woodsy, smoky smell he always had and leaned her body in. His lips accepted hers as if he was just waiting for that moment. They melded together as if they were long lost companions. His hands were deeply entangled in her long hair, slowly moving his lips with passion. He took in every second. The taste, the smell, the softness of her skin, the way her hair felt, the sound of her shaky breaths. She was doing the exact same, her lips naturally following his lead. She didn’t have a single coherent thought in her mind as his hands wandered her body. Tingles and goosebumps followed the trail of his large calloused hands as one of them strayed from her hair and to her neck. Then achingly down her shoulder, to her breast. His lips followed the same direction, attaching them under her ear.
A wave of adrenaline and arousal coursed through her veins and she moaned without a care in the world. This was what she was waiting for and she was not let down for one minute. At the sound of her quiet moan, the hand in her hair clasped on her throat nearly able to wrap completely around it. Her pulse pumped rapidly underneath his thumb. He was merciless, the love bites he was attacking her with made her melt. He could do whatever he wanted at this point, she felt like a brain dead slut who just wanted anything and everything from this man. She didn’t care that she was at a public park, although the tinted windows did help the two coworkers be somewhat concealed.
As his rough hand slid underneath her shirt and toyed with her breasts, she moved her small hand to his chest. It was warm, and she could feel his heart pulsating through his hoodie. She tentatively trailed it further down, feeling his excitement made her mouth water. She wanted his body, she wanted to spend hours just worshipping it as she wanted him to explore hers. But she knew they would be out well past their break. He pulled away with glazed-over eyes. He knew what she wanted. “Get in the back.”
Knowing she shouldn’t disobey orders, she quickly climbed into the trunk of his SUV. The instant he closed the trunk door behind them, he slammed her petite body down. He yanked up her skirt and lowered his head. She breathed a sigh of relief as his lips met her slit over her thin lacy panties. She could feel the coolness of his breath meeting the wetness coating her skin, his fingers traced over the outside of the panties and her hips instinctively lifted, begging for contact. “Please don’t tease me.” Her nervous laugh made him chuckle as well. His gaze locked on her with a menacing smirk, his eye contact drilling deep into her, just as much as he planned to.
One large finger slid under her panties and rubbed up and down so slowly and tauntingly. She couldn’t take the teasing much longer. Her body had a mind of its own as she desperately moved her hips. His middle finger traced up from her entrance and over her clit. Agonizingly back and forth. For a moment he would begin to gently and slowly circle his finger on her clitoral hood and she’d fill the vehicle with her moans and curses under her breath with the rhythm. And then the next moment he was taunting her again.
“Please- please don’t tease me. I can’t take this,” she begged him again.
He glared down at her this time, all traces of playfulness and smiles gone. “You can take this. And you will. Just be glad I don’t have much time on my hands or you’d really be begging then.” With that, he forced his finger inside of her. Then the next finger. He explored her walls, finding that sweet g-spot of hers right at the top. He curled his fingers inside of her in the continuous “come hither” motion he found she loved as her moans increased. Her legs were shaking and her back was arched the more he controlled her like a toy. All for her desperate pleasure, she was at his mercy. At any moment she knew he could stop and it’d all be ruined, and that’s exactly what made him so intoxicating.
He began sucking on her neck again, all over her collarbone and chest, not caring about professionalism once they returned to work. She turned her lips against his ear unable to contain her moans, feverishly writhing with his consistent finger fucking. Her hand needingly grasped at his bulge through his pants. She undid his belt quickly as he kept manipulating her with just his two fingers. He moved up so he was on his knees next to her with his member now out and grasped firmly in her hand. He still stayed intent on what his fingers were doing. She leaned up on one elbow and traced her tongue from the bottom of his shaft, slowly up to the top. She circled the tip of his length, and then pulled him into her warm mouth. Her red lips wrapped tightly around him as she could feel his vein pulsating.
As she worked her mouth slowly down, inch by inch, she massaged the bottom with her tongue in rhythmic circles. She peered over her glasses up at him to see if he was pleased. His head was leaned back, lips parted but silent. She took it as a personal challenge. She wanted to see if she could distract him enough and how much she could control him.
She swallowed his entire length, fighting back her gag as much as she could bear. His hand shot to the back of her head as he looked down with his usual piercing gaze. He forced her throat down somehow impossibly further over himself. Then pulled her off. He abandoned his commitment to torturing her and brought his other hand to her throat as he fully straddled her torso and began fucking her face. Her glasses had long been abandoned off to the side somewhere, mascara running down her cheeks and her hair in disarray. He continued his assault on her, taking purely his pleasure out on her. He began growling insults and curses under his breath as he stared down at her to soak in the sight. His grip stayed strong on her throat and he occasionally squeezed and pulled on her breasts with each thrust and groan he let out. She moaned and cried in pain, but the small puddle forming between her legs told more.
She could no longer help herself, she let her fingers pick up where his fingers left off. She began to rapidly circle her clit, and he thrusted harder as her moans vibrated deep into his length. Her legs began shaking and her body began twitching. “You dirty whore, you couldn’t even help yourself huh?” He taunted her. “Yeah, touch yourself like a little desperate slut.” She felt humiliated but her body pulsed harder as he spoke and without warning the feeling built within her and her back arched underneath him. Her body shook and twisted as she came, still continuing as he kept fucking her face. He finally panted and almost yelled out as his warm seed shot deep into her throat. Her cheeks bulged and some spilled outside of her lips but she fought through and continued her best to take it all. With the last waves of their orgasm, he pushed her face deeper onto him as his member twitched and pulsated, defeated.
After a moment, he pulled back and assembled his pants again to be presentable and he reached for some tissues to help clean the flustered woman up. They both still were panting and she felt a little embarrassed as she pulled her clothes together. She felt better though when he was treating her nicely after seconds prior just abusing her.
She racked her brain with something to say, and of course, he took control of that moment as well. “If you’re wondering what just happened or if I just used you and now I’m about to ditch you or what not, no. Well, yes, I did just use you but also, I’m not going to ditch you. I’m not done just yet,” he winked and smiled at her as she helped her out of the back of the trunk and held open the passenger door for her.
“Well good, I don’t believe I’m done just yet either.” She smirked coyly at him as she got in, glancing at the clock. “Oh and look! Just in time. Might have to speed a little bit though to get back.” He climbed in his car and sped off with a new found adrenaline. This was gonna be fun.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/orecjw/two_coworkers_have_a_raunchy_lunch_break