FrecklesBBW, Author at NSFW story

Kate Wants Tessa’s Husband

# When Kate sets her sight’s on Tessa’s husband, she finds out that she might have bitten off more than she can chew.

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I’ve been watching you watching me. I caught you staring when you think your wife doesn’t notice … and I think sometimes when she DOES. But you’re not the only one staring and watching. Whenever the 3 of us go anywhere together, I watch both of you touching each other – flirting – giggling – blushing like a couple of high school kids in love. I’m jealous and I want that. I want you. I want to be her – to have that sexy firm body of hers.

I constantly watch your hands slide over her waist and narrow hips and I can imagine her getting wet at your touch. I find myself rubbing my own ample stomach and hips and catch your eye. I see a hunger there. Maybe you want to feel how soft I am. Read more »

Part 3 of Helping out my “Frustrated” Coworker

“Can I walk you inside?”

The blood rushed through my body as I nodded, quickly sliding back across to the passenger side to gather my things (and a bit of my composure). He walked around to my side of the truck and opened the door for me. As I went to slide out, he didn’t move. Instead he moved my legs apart, pushing my dress up. The cold air and snowflakes hit my bare thighs as he reached between my legs and started stroking my bare pussy. “Sorry, it’s my turn for a little payback” he said and he placed his other hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a deep kiss, right as he pushed a finger inside me. I moaned as he curled his finger inside me and moved it back and forth with ease, my already wet pussy starting to practically drip. He depend the kiss and I found myself clinging to his shoulders as he slipped a second finger inside me. I couldn’t even feel the cold anymore and the snow melted the second it hit my flushed skin. Read more »

Helping out a “Frustrated” Coworker [pt2]

I didn’t get anything accomplished for the rest of the day between people worrying about the snow, and me getting myself more and more worked up fantasizing about how I could take things a step further with my married coworker, James.

He wasn’t getting much work done either. At 4 o’clock, I got another text *”You are very distracting”* – with a zoomed in picture of my chest, hard nipples very apparent through my thin dress. It took all my willpower to fight against my bashful instinct to cover myself. I looked up to see him watching me again and my face flushed as my nipples tightened further and I could feel my heartbeat pulsing between my legs. Read more »

Helping out a “Frustrated” Coworker

My married coworker has been opening up to me recently about how sexually frustrated he is. He and his wife have been going through one of their many dry spells and it’s really getting to him. Ever since he stated telling me this, I find myself flirting with him more and more.

At first it was maybe touching him slightly when he said something funny or tucking my hair behind my ear nervously when he caught me looking at him. Over the past few days, I’ve progressed to finding excuses to brush up against him any chance I get and making eye contact while doing so when possible. Then came the flirty banter and playful texts. Yesterday, when I leaned past him in the workroom to grab him coffee cup, his hand slid down the back of my dress, down my ass and squeezed ever so gently. I leaned into it, grinning before walking out of the room and going to my desk. Read more »