All the time [M/F], [cheat]

Thanks for the continued feedback folks. Onto the the last chapter, the conclusion to Lunchtime and Anytime.

So this was it.

Again, Lucy was quiet throughout the day. No emails or texts or conversation, and I waited for lunchtime to arrive.
The ecstacy of yesterday’s blowjob was still fresh in my mind and I was glad that we were back on, even more ao considering the major hint she gave as to her plans for the rhis lunchtime. I was already turned on but still wary, as I wouldn’t have been suprised if she changed her mind at the last minute. Either way, I was just glad to be with her again.

As tradition, she approached my desk at two minutes to one and asked “Fancy coming for dinner?” Innocently, for the benefit of the others in the office.
“I should think so” I responded, quickly CTRL+ALT+DELing my computer, and I already started to get hard at the thought that within fifteen minutes, i’ll be balls deep inside her.

Anytime [M/F], [Mast], [cheat]

Thanks for the feedback about part one. (Lunchtime) After reading some of the fine works on here, I wasn’t sure if it would hit the spot.
Fortunately i’d already written the rest, and as you guys seem up for it, here’s the next chapter!

Things continued steadily over the following weeks and months. We rarely saw each other outside of work, but at work we made the most if it. Sometimes it was just friendly chit chat over coffee, but conversely sometimes we would find our way to a secluded corner and grope each other senseless.
We adopted a mutially beneficial ‘friends with benefits’ relationship, finding ourselves in bed together at least once per week.
Lucy’s rule of my cock not going inside her held fast – I couldn’t fuck her and she wouldn’t give me a blow job, but i didnt mind. I would have been content to be her slave and lick her to orgasm as often as possible, but fortunately she was happy to give as much as she could, as well as recieve.

Lunchtime [M/F], [Mast], [Cheat]

I met Lucy when she started working in the same office. I was based in a different department, so contact tended to be limited to “Good morning” and “hiyas” and that was about it.
She was pretty. Long, straight, dark brown hair tied in a ponytail, cute green eyes and a mischievous smile. Her ears were pierced multiple times, with a small stud in each ear.
It was a few weeks after I first met her when I actually saw her stood up, normally she was at low down at her desk, beavering away at whatever it was she did.
This time she was stood by the copier, and her curves were fully visible.
A great backside filled a pair of smart black trousers, slightly flared over some short heels, and a cardigan covered what looked to be a reasonable rack.
She was still a great looking woman.