I (M) reacted on my colleagues (F) wrong social media story – Part 4

“TEASE!”, my mind screamed. Linda was fully aware what she was doing. It was apparent that it was her plan all along. Toying with me – she had to know what effect it would have on me. I was frozen in shock, yet a throbbing heat made me unbearably stiff. Amongst the three there was some banter back and forth. I didn’t register what – my mind was engulfed with burning lust. That bite, that wink. I wanted her. I needed her. I had to have her…

“Dave? Hello? Earth calling! Haha, rough morning, do you need more coffee?”. Mike and Kelly laughed. Linda had a sly smile which I only saw. “Yeah, Sorry. Mornin’ Mike, Kelly – I didn’t sleep well and spaced out. Haha”. Shut the fuck up Mike and Leave now with Kelly – I thought. I gave them a nod and smile, not standing for obvious reasons. Fuck, my pants were tight.

It felt as if the meeting dragged and lasted forever. I commented here and there – chiming in. This was all pointless bullshit. I glanced as often as I could at Linda without seeming to obvious to Mike and Kelly. Linda definitely noticed this. She would play with her hair, stretch herself (heaving her breasts) and rest her fingers on her lips as if she was thinking of something. My heart was pounding, I was restless but had to keep my composure.

After what felt like an eternity, Kelly said: “Okay, I think that’s it! We can’t do much at this stage but it’s important that we’re all on the same page”. Linda chimed in: “Absolutely! This requires a hands on approach. Are you on top of this Dave?”. Finishing her sentence, leaning back in her chair – smiling. I cleared my throat from all the saliva: “Yes. I’m in control” looking at her and then quickly looking at Mike and Kelly – with a forced smile.

“Righty-o Daddy-o! Alright, you guys up for a break and some R & R?” Mike exclaimed, whilst all of them started to collect their things. “Sure, I’m game!” Kelly stated. Linda was about to say something but I quickly said “Wait! I mean, I was actually hoping to speak with Linda about the Johnson account? Since we still have the conference room booked for another hour?”. I saw a sparkle in Linda’s eyes. “Oooh, what account is that? I haven’t heard of it! I can stay and workshop, if you guys want?”, Kelly said eagerly. “No. I mean it’s still too early. I don’t want to waste your time. I just want to bend Linda’s head, I mean ear”, damn Dave FOCUS. “Haha alright, we’ll leave – hit us up when it’s something tangible. And guys don’t talk too long. Dave’s mixing words – he definitely needs a break. Okay guys, happy hunting!”. A mix of “bye byes” and “see you’s” were exchanged, they left and the door closed with a definite “THUMP”.

“Haha, really Dave? Johnson account? A little on the nose don’t you think?” She laughed. She was standing, right hand resting on her hip, weight on her left leg, head tilted to the right and giving me a sly smile. For a brief moment I just stared at her. Then I stood up and it felt as if I was bursting through my pants. She bit her lip and whispered with a smile: “aren’t we excited…”. I just walked to her, unable to respond or give any expression. Blinded and overcome with pure lust everything seemed foggy, except Linda who was radiating. I came to her. Firmly placed my hands on her hips and pulled her to me. I heard an exited “oh” and with all of my willpower I was able to stop my lips just an inch from hers. She would have take the last inch. In mere seconds I felt how she connected and we were hungrily kissing. Our tongues played, greedily, breathing heavily from our noses. I pulled her closer and slid my one hand to her asscheek, taking a gentle but firm grip. With my other hand I worked my way up alongside her body to her neck caressing it. Heavier and deeper breaths. I then took a hold of her ponytail and pulled back – a deep, surprised and lustful “Aah… why are you stopping?”. No words, no expressions – just lust. I took her by the waist, lifted her to the edge of table and laid her on her back in one fell swoop. “What are you doing?” She said in a deep eager voice. I rolled her skirt up, to expose the end of her stockings at her waist. I could see that she was wearing a black laced thong. Still saying nothing, I slid my fingers between her waist and stockings and pulled both stockings and thong to her ankles. A lustful whimper. The stockings and thongs held together at her ankles, I crouched down and emerged my head between her legs – her thighs resting on my shoulder. Her pussy was glistening and her labias were swollen. She had shaved a perfect landing strip. Her clit was swollen. With my thumb and index finger I started to gently massage her clit. With my other hands index- and middle finger I gently, but slowly slid inside her. A gasp and quiver could be heard. I continued to massage her clit and and alternated with jerking it. Finger fucking her at the same time, timing it with her contractions. I could hear soft moans. As if I were to eat a ripe peach, with lips slightly curved upwards and tongue touching my lower lip – I placed my mouth on her clit. Oh, she tasted so sweet. Continuing with my fingers, I lightly sucked and played with my tongue on her clit. An audible moan could be heard and her thighs slapped my head and squeezed it. Her hands flew on my head, pulling me in to her. Now a higher and louder gasp came from her. I felt her body react to me and acted accordingly – increasing slowly but steadily the intensity of suction as well as the pace of my fingers and tongue. A whimper. I heard and felt that she was close, by her intensity. I stopped, everything. With a pleading, confused whisper: “No, please, why?…”. I stood up, unbuckled, unzipped and finally let my pants fall to the floor. I was rock hard, and my cock bounced up, brushing her lips and landed with a flop on her clit and landing strip. She let out a sound which sounded like a guttural gurgle, choking on her saliva. I gently slid down to her lips – playing her entrance with my tip. I felt how she tried to pull me in faster with force but I was stronger. “Stop playing with me… come” she whispered pleadingly. Enough play, I slid slowly, all the way in. Feeling her squeezing around me – almost pulling me. I heard her gasping for air. I took a firm grip of her waist. I started thrusting, first slowly – moving my hips with me. Her hands took a tight grip of my wrist – nails almost chafing me. I felt how my balls smacked against her cheeks. “Fuck! Oh god!” A quiver. I felt her contractions, she was close and so was I. All this build up and tension. I increased the pace. Our breathing got heavier. Her back was arching. I lifted her hip from the table, pulling her towards me and increasing the pace. She let out an “AAH” and pulled me to a deep tongue kiss and I felt all her muscles tighten around me. I came deep inside her, with my cock twitching inside her.

We came at the same time.

End of part 4

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