CalvinsCat, Author at NSFW story

Office Overtime

She walks in and sits at my desk.

She’d sent a text. She said she wanted to see me. She said she needed to discuss an extensive change order. It was a bulletpointed request order from the client.

My reply back – find me in my office. If I wasn’t there, my notes were likely on my desktop, she’s free to go through them.

She scooted my desk chair in a little.

She crossed her legs.

She’s wearing a pencil skirt of moderate length and leather zip-up boots with a low heal.

She clicks on my mouse to get my desktop up. The desktop is filled with a Word Doc – three sentences in micro font.

She highlights the font and brings them to size 14.

I had written two lines:

*Say “hello, Sir” once – say nothing else.

*Uncross your legs.

She wiggles her left leg – the one that’s crossed and raised in the air, as if she were tapping the toe end of her boot. Finally her toe tapping stops.

“Hello…” she says and pauses for a long beat.

Finally she continues – “Hello, Sir.” Read more »

Unique Market Trip

grocery stores

aren’t usually like this

Everywhere I turned, there you were. When I’m in our small little chain organic market it’s very quick – bang – in and out.

I turn about – and there’s your skintight light blue yoga pants, even lighter stitching, and very obviously you were working your pussy. It was much more than a camel toe. Your pants had gripped your flowered pussy and if I didn’t notice, you would swish your thighs together to make it even more exaggerated.

Backing up in the experience, to the beginning –

Parking the car and wandering outside into the drizzle to stand in the back of the waiting line, I always keep my headphones in, my hat pulled low, and my gaze down – usually on my cell.

Then you wandered past the line and stopped seemingly in my gaze – were you waiting for a friend, sizing up the line, checking your phone? I casually scanned up your legs and stopped between your legs at your very aroused state – and snapped my eyes back onto my cell. Read more »

Office Oral Overtime (M/F Oral) (repost)

NOTE: I had a great response to this so I thought I’d repost during lockdown. DM’s open – (F)eel free to send me a message.

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She walks in and sits at my desk.

She’d sent a text. She said she wanted to see me. She said she needed to discuss an extensive change order. It was a bulletpointed request order from the client.

My reply back – find me in my office. If I wasn’t there, my notes were likely on my desktop, she’s free to go through them.

She scooted my desk chair in a little.

She crossed her legs.

She’s wearing a pencil skirt of moderate length and leather zip-up boots with a low heal.

She clicks on my mouse to get my desktop up. The desktop is filled with a Word Doc – three sentences in micro font.

She highlights the font and brings them to size 14.

I had written two lines:

Say “hello, Sir” once – say nothing else.

Uncross your legs.

She wiggles her left leg – the one that’s crossed and raised in the air, as if she were tapping the toe end of her boot. Finally her toe tapping stops. Read more »

Office Overtime [M/F Oral]

She walks in and sits at my desk.

She’d sent a text. She said she wanted to see me. She said she needed to discuss an extensive change order. It was a bulletpointed request order from the client.

My reply back – find me in my office. If I wasn’t there, my notes were likely on my desktop, she’s free to go through them.

She scooted my desk chair in a little.

She crossed her legs.

She’s wearing a pencil skirt of moderate length and leather zip-up boots with a low heal.

She clicks on my mouse to get my desktop up. The desktop is filled with a Word Doc – three sentences in micro font.

She highlights the font and brings them to size 14.

I had written two lines:

– Say “hello, Sir” once – say nothing else.

– Uncross your legs.

She wiggles her left leg – the one that’s crossed and raised in the air, as if she were tapping the toe end of her boot. Finally her toe tapping stops.

“Hello…” she says and pauses for a long beat.

Finally she continues – “Hello, Sir.” Read more »