My work place fantasy [FM] [Str8] [Risky]

This is a fantasy based off of a few different moments I’ve shared over time with my coworker. I don’t normally like to put my imagination out there too much, so I hope you enjoy this one. It is a little longer and more wordy, as I’m gaining a little more confidence in sharing my writing. Let me know if you do like and I will consider sharing more! I have plenty I’d love to write. Thank you.

I’d been excited for weeks when I realised I was going to be on shift with him for a couple of hours. Today was finally the day! I drive to work, singing along to all the songs that remind me of him, a huge beaming smile on my face. I walk into work and we share our usual glance, it takes a fraction of a second before the teasing and flirting begins. I’m convinced by this point that everybody can tell there’s some sort of something between us, it’s almost painfully obvious and we don’t make much of an intensive effort to hide how we talk to one another. I enjoy our conversations far too much for that. The girl who was on shift before me leaves, and we’re finally alone for the first time in what feels like forever.

As soon as she leaves the building we’re looking at each other again with those smiles, share a giggle and almost a moment of shyness. Previous to this most of our time alone in the past year had ended up in stealing moments, kisses and closeness, it feels almost weird to try and behave myself around him. The first hour of the shift goes by normally, just getting on with the bits we have to do. I try very hard to reign in my clumsiness around him but I always fail miserably, although it seems today he’s feeling a little clumsy too. We seem to take turns accidentally dropping things on the floor and laughing at each other, I also notice he’s stumbling on his words more than usual today. Is he excited to see me too? Maybe he’s just tired…
I enjoy taking the odd naughty picture while I’m at work and posting them on reddit, this day is no exception. I sneak into the back while I think he’s not looking, whip off my clothes and take a cheeky picture. Just as I post it I hear him opening the door and hurriedly throw my work fleece on, scrambling to hide my bra and shirt that I didn’t have time to put on.
“What are you doing?” he teases me, knowing full well by now what I’m up to. He’s seen my reddit and knows all the naughty things I get up to while I’m at work.
“I’m just a bit cold,” I manage to scramble out, coming over all shy. He doesn’t press the issue, but I know he knows. We’re in the corridor where we shared a lot of kisses and touches, we stand there for a moment just sort of grinning at each other. Really, if I could, I would take this opportunity to pounce on him, and make up for all the lost time over the last few months. It’s not that simple though. Things are slightly more complicated than before, neither of us wants to hurt or confuse the other again, so I stifle my emotions and desires, and if he has any he stifles them too. He walks off for a moment, leaving me just enough time to throw my clothes back on, before he goes into the office to sort out some bits.

10 minutes pass and he hasn’t come back out, there’s no customers so I go to see what he’s up to. I find him sat in our managers chair, staring at our hand held scanner, “it’s broken again,” he informs me.
“Aww do you need me to fix it for you?” I tease, it’s an easy fix, it breaks on us all the time, but he’s seemingly waiting for me to do something about it. I take the opportunity to move myself so I’m standing between his legs, giving him the ultimate look at my ass as I fix it. My heart is pounding, I can feel his stare burning through to my skin. Suddenly I feel his firm, familiar grip on me, he grabs me first, taking a good handful, then follows it up with a playful spank.
“Hey!” I turn to face him, “that’s incredibly naughty..” I scold him, laughing, giving him a gentle punch in the arm.
“Yeah but you love it,” he says with a smirk. He’s not wrong, his touch electrifies me and always lingers long after he’s gone. We share a moment of eye contact, and it lasts a little longer than it should. I find myself biting my lip subconsciously, I only realise once I watch his eyes glance down at my mouth.
“You want to kiss me don’t you?” he teases, “remember the cameras up there.”
“I don’t really care…we’re always on about quitting anyway, might as well go out with a bang,” I retort. He shrugs and laughs at me. I turn to walk away but he grabs my arm and pulls me back. I sit down in his lap, our faces so close our noses are almost touching, I can feel his beard tickling me, his breath on my skin, as he gives in and allows me the kisses I’ve been craving for months. I’ve missed having my fingers in his hair, my hands on his face, his body close to me. I can feel myself getting wetter by the second. His hands are on my back, holding me tightly to him and I can’t help but sit and take a look at him for a second, his gorgeous smile and those eyes that captivate me. He looks back at me as his hands reach down to undo the buttons on my shirt, enough to pull it off over my head. He kisses me again as he takes my bra off, tossing it aside so his hands are free to explore me. I can’t help but moan as he pinches my nipples gently, before he takes his tongue and swirls it around them, sending shivers jolting through my entire body. I go to pull his shirt off too, I desperately want to feel his skin on mine.
“Take your trousers off and turn around,” he half whispers to me. I happily oblige, and he pulls me back down on to him, I can feel his warm chest pressed against my back, as he parts my legs with his hands and strokes me over my soaking wet panties. I’m so turned on and sensitive I just relax back into him, I can barely remember to keep breathing it feels so good. He moves my hair out of the way of my neck with one hand, and starts leading kisses up my shoulders to my neck, while his other hand moves my panties to the side out the way, so he can properly tease my aching, swollen clit. The other hand returns back to my nipples, he pinches and gropes me, everything intensifies, the kisses, the stroking, until I cum hard and loudly all over his fingers. I lay back against him, my heart beating out of my chest, take his fingers into my mouth and suck my juices off his fingers. I can feel how hard he is, still pressed up against me. I get up and sit on the desk, worried he must be uncomfortable by now. He stands up and I pull him over to me, taking his trousers off. I plant kisses down his thighs, and gently stroke his balls with my fingers, his cock twitching in anticipation. I look up at him as I take my tongue and swirl it around the head of his cock, enjoying his taste I was hungry for. I take him into my mouth as I continue to stroke him, I’m aching to have him inside me, I’m so greedy for him. I wrap my legs around him, taking his cock in my hands and rubbing it against my wetness. I glide his cock against my clit, bringing myself closer to another orgasm, I moan as I push him inside me, tightening my legs around him. I’d overestimated the height of the desk, I couldn’t get close enough to him, I lock my arms around his neck, he grabs my thighs with both of his hands, picks me up and pushes me up against the door. We kiss, passionately and fiercely as he fucks me, my nails digging into him as I brim over and cum again, moaning into his mouth, overwhelmed with pleasure. I rock gently against him as I feel his cock pulse hot ropes of cum deep inside me, clinging on to him as my body just quivers in ecstasy. We stay locked together like this for a moment, catching our breath and just looking at each other smiling. I’d been so lost in the moment I forgot we were even at work. I unlock myself from him slowly, not wanting to let go, but knowing that I have to.
“We’d better open up, the customers will be going crazy,” he says, pulling his clothes back on.
“I’m surprised they haven’t ripped the door open by now and stolen everything,” I laugh, following suite. I look in the mirror before I go out to the front of the shop, he’s dishevelled me, and I love it. I’m surprised to see there’s no customers angrily stood waiting, time had flown by, they must have given up eventually. We spend the little time we have left just talking and trying to catch up with our work. Any trouble I get into is worth it with him.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c7hvr1/my_work_place_fantasy_fm_str8_risky