[M]y Forbidden [F]antasy

I don’t know what it is about him that makes me turn to jelly. We’ve been working together for over a year now, mostly on Tuesday evenings. A couple
of months ago our dynamics seemed
to change. We were no longer just two people talking and working together, we were now two people who couldn’t help but flirt around each other, relentlessly tease each other, and the sexual tension was getting higher and higher by the day. I spend my shifts with him hoping that he will playfully touch me, even if it’s just an attempt to tickle me, or poke me in my sides. When he does it’s like electricity bolting through my body, my nipples get hard and I start to feel all hot and tingly, and all I can think about is him pinning me up against the staff corridor wall and shoving his cock inside me. I think about him every single night before I go to sleep, all the things he could do to me and I to him. We shouldn’t flirt so much…everybody tells me it’s no good to dip your nib in the office ink. Something about him just has me reeling though, I desperately want him to just fuck me and play with me, and fuck me some more. Due to Christmas and some staff absences we hadn’t been able to work together on Tuesdays for a while, although we had been sending eachother the odd flirty message. I couldn’t wait for the new year to start and for our shifts to go back to normal, I just wanted a few hours with him all to myself…

Tuesday came and I was getting ready for work, putting on my sexiest bra and panties. I knew he wasn’t going to be seeing them but they made me feel sexier and I was really looking forward to just being around him again. I spent a while doing my make up and hair and then getting nervous and doing it all over again. I wanted to be perfect for him, even if he wasn’t mine. I walked to my car and headed to work, my heart racing the entire time. Once I was there just the sight of his car in the car park had me brimming over with excitement, I walked in the building and locked eyes with him before he took a slow look down past my breasts to my thighs. He wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore, and I loved it. The night before I had been feeling extremely horny and decided to post a picture or two on a subreddit I know he looks at. I know he had seen the pictures, he had figured me out by my username. I could feel myself getting wet at the thought of him knowing and wanting what was under my clothes, I walked away, knowing he was staring at my ass and thinking about what he had seen.

A couple more hours into the shift and it was getting late and quiet. Customers were few and far between, and all of our jobs for the evening had been done. I locked the front door and looked over to where he stood, checking the temperatures for our fridges. There it was again, the desperate longing to have his hands all over my body, to feel him pushed up against me, I can’t take this feeling anymore I need to stop thinking like this…I walk into the staff kitchen and pour myself a glass of water, sipping it slowly, trying to calm myself down. My clit is throbbing just aching to be touched and sucked and licked. I check behind me to make sure he’s not stood there looking at me through the door, and i slide my hand down my trousers, and glide my fingers into my soaking wet pussy, gasping a little, knees buckling, just so eager to relieve some of the pressure. I can’t do this, not here, I realise, quickly pulling my hand back. I turn to leave the room and as I open the door I walk straight into him. I’m apologising and trying to get my words out but I’m so flustered and embarrassed that all I can do is splutter.
“Were you just playing with yourself?” He asks me with a massive grin on his face. I don’t answer, he already knows I was, I’m not a good liar I show every emotion on my face. He stares at me coyly for a moment before gently taking hold of my hand, bringing it down towards his hard cock, “Can I join in?” he asks. Before I can even answer he grabs me by the waist and turns me around so I have my back to him, and he grabs my breasts over my shirt, teasing my nipples with his fingertips. I’m so horny and excited that I tell him to wait and I quickly pull off my shirt and slip down my trousers. If he’s going to play with me then I want to be fully exposed and ready, I’ve been waiting for this for so long. He places his hands back over my bare breasts and massages them, flicking my nipples with his fingers, I can’t help but moan softly with each flick, my clit absolutely aching with every touch. He moves his hands down my sides and my stomach, over my hips, and pauses just slightly above my mound. “Please…” I whisper, pushing my body back into his, needing to feel him as close to me as possible. I can tell he thinks about teasing me for a second as he pauses, but suddenly his fingers are gliding down and rubbing against my clit, and I’m bucking against his body, gasping with pleasure, I’m already so close to orgasm, my panties are absolutely soaked, and my clit is so swollen and ready. “Fuck you’re so wet…” he growls in my ear, pushing two fingers up inside me, his thumb still brushing against my clit. “I want you so bad,” I moan back, arching my back into him, as I cum all over his hand. I lean against him catching my breath before I remember I’ve got this gorgeous man all to myself. His cock is right there and I can take it…and do anything I want with it. I turn around to face him and we stare at eachother in the eyes for a second, before I grab his shirt from the bottom and pull it over him. I stare at his shoulders, and kiss all along them gently as I unbutton his trousers, and let them fall down. I kiss all down his chest, down his belly, down his hips and down his thighs. I can see his cock fighting to get out of his boxers and I just desperately want to taste it. I remove them too before taking his shaft in my hands, and i lick all around his head before taking his cock as far as it can go. I love the feeling of cock down my throat, especially his. I’m kneeling at his feet taking as much of him into me as I can, my hands on the back of his thighs pulling him further into my mouth. He tastes so good and his cock is so hard and excited for me. He puts one of his hands around my neck and starts to fuck my mouth, I’ve told him before how much I enjoy that. My jaw starts to ache a little so I stroke him with my hands whilst gently licking and sucking his balls. I feel a hand on my chin and he lifts my face up to look at him. I stand back up and suddenly he’s grabbing me by the waist and lifts me onto the kitchen cabinet. I wrap my legs around his thighs and I can feel his cock pressed up against my pussy. We stay still for a moment just pressed up against eachother, catching our breath and enjoying the feel of each other’s skin. “I think about this all the time…” I tell him, looking straight into his eyes. He doesn’t respond, just smiles at me as he rubs the tip of his cock against my clit. I need to feel him inside me. Months and months of wishing and thinking and longing, had all boiled down to this one moment. He takes his cock and pushes it slowly inside me, I can feel every single inch of it filling me, and completing me and I can’t help but moan his name softly into his ear. He feels amazing. I wrap my legs around him tighter as he lifts me slightly above the cabinet to get even deeper. I need to feel every single bit of him. My swollen, soaking pussy needs to envelope all of him. He fucks me, thrusting his gorgeous, hard cock into me over and over, and I can’t help but moan and squirm, my clit so sensitive and swollen that I can feel myself getting closer with every thrust. My hands are in his hair, and I’m so close I’m almost screaming, it feels so intense, I’ve never felt like this before. I cum and my body buckles and squirms against him as I feel it through every bit of my body, soaking his cock with my juices. He pulls out of me and sprays me with his hot cum all over my stomach. We take eachother in for a moment and start to laugh, “Shit what time is it?!” I blurt out, suddenly remembering we’re at work. We hurriedly put our clothes back on and he leaves to go check out the shop while I go to the bathroom and clean myself up. There’s a dozen angry customers stood banging at the locked door, I stay hidden away in the back while he tells them all that he’s sorry and there’s been technical difficulties that he had to deal with. I hope every Tuesday night can be like this.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aaov37/my_forbidden_fantasy