You and I started out as I’m sure many office flings do, as
friends. We ended up sharing lunch break slots, and after we ran into each
other at the nearby cafe during lunch, it pretty much became our daily lunch
“date”. What started out as purely platonic, over the weeks turned
into something a little different. We weren’t doing anything heavy, but the
friendly, overtly chatty texts had started getting a little more playful and
-even – suggestive. What had been casual conversations at first, whether about
the music we liked or favorite sports, etc. was changing into hiding your phone
at night so your BF wouldn’t see you texting, and slipping in comments where
you could that were definitely a little on the flirty side. We started sending
selfies… nothing nude at first, but stuff deliberately done to get a
reaction. I had sent you one from a basketball game I was playing in with my
friends, with my shirt off. All sweaty, abs glistening. Showing off my body.
Another one from a dressing room in Saks 5th Avenue asking you about your
thoughts on a shirt, though the camera was tilted enough that you could –
perhaps -notice a bulge in my boxers. In return, you started sending me cute
selfies that showed some cleavage. A picture of you doing a bridge yoga pose. I
also began to notice a work clothes change, as you started coming to work every
day in cute, sexy skirts, dresses, thigh high nylons… You knew I was enjoying
the view, and I knew you were enjoying my eyes full attention.
From there it went fairly quickly. We’d had a couple of
weeks where we started talking sex. Just in conversation. What we liked and
didn’t like. What we’d experienced. What interested us. What you weren’t
getting at home, and so on. At the time, you were being perhaps a bit naive
thinking this wasn’t going anywhere. We were just having a bit of innocent fun
flirting between 2 co-workers. We’d taken to playing a game on our phones
between calls at work, and at one point, I took that leap – I made a bet… If
I win the next round, I get a grope. Through clothes, but anywhere I want. My
heart beating, waiting for your reply, hoping I had not just ruined the
friendship we have built up here, and then you replied – “deal”. Of
course I made sure to win, and didn’t let you forget, a deal is a deal!
At lunch, we’d recently taken to going to the underground
parking garage and sitting in my car or yours while we chatted and flirted. We
had sat into my SUV, continued our daily chatting and flirting, but then I told
you its time to make good on our bet. I could almost hear your heart hammering
in your chest, but you agreed. I leaned over, and had you lift up off the seat
a bit, my hand sliding up your thigh and under your skirt, until I got a firm
handful of your ass. You had started dressing up for me, and today was no
different. You were wearing a sexy white top, and a pleated black skirt that
was about knee high, with black thigh highs under that. That whole
“groping through clothes” bit, due to your choice in underwear that
day, had ended up with me having a handful of your bare ass – what a pleasant
surprise your thong choice was!
My hands are big, your body is small, so I had about a whole
cheek in my palm, and a finger pressing between your legs, your body was
absolutely on fire. This sound escaped you, something between a moan and a
squeak, and I smiled.
And I didn’t pull my hand back after that grope.
I squeezed, kneaded your ass in my palm, rubbing your pussy
through my ever dampening thong, while you held on to the dashboard for dear
life, your eyes closed. You were like a deer caught in the headlights,
Mesmerized, Horrified, but completely unable to move or break the spell of what
I was doing to you. I was barely even touching you, but you could feel how wet
you were getting. That sheer lust building between us, I leaned over to you and
kissed your neck, crooning softly in your ear something about following me to
my office, NOW!
Suddenly you feel my hand pull away from under your skirt,
you open your eyes, and realize I meant what I said, and this is to be
continued behind closed doors. I did not so much as glance back, yet my heart
beating fast, wondering if you will in fact follow me. I got to my office,
sat down, and not even 2 minutes went by and the door opened, you were there!
The sheer look of lust in both our eyes can not be described. As soon as the
door was closed – locked, we kissed. All that built up tension, passion, lust,
desire from all those weeks and months of flirting, we expressed in that very
first kiss. As our tongues began to explore the mouth we have been craving all
this time, I guided you to my desk, sat you onto my desk, in front of my chair,
and as I sat down on my chair your eyes opened wide – you realized that I am
about to do what you had mentioned you were craving so badly – a tongue in your
pussy!
Slowly kissing my way up your thighs, I can feel your legs
begin to quiver as I inched closer to your – by now – soaking wet thong, and
then you felt it, my lips pressing hard against your pussy, with only that
thong between us, I could tell – you almost came right then and there!
I could no longer hold back, as I lifted you up, enough to
be able to remove your thong, and headed right back under your skirt, running
my tongue over your glistening pussy lips, as I felt your entire body begin
shaking. I spread your lips, and quickly wrapped my lips over your pulsating
clit, sucking it in hard, as I let my tongue run in circles. It wasn’t long
before you felt my fingers slowly making their way inside your pussy, knuckles
deep, with a mission of finding your g-spot – what a success that mission was!
You suddenly grabbed my face, your entire body shaking, as I felt your pussy
almost breaking my fingers inside of you, as you came crashing down with that
most intense, earth shattering orgasm. My tongue hungrily lapping of every drop
for what felt like an eternity – I was in heaven!
I came up for some air, kissing you, letting you taste
yourself out of my mouth, when we realized our hour lunch break was going on
about for almost 2 hours! We got cleaned up and presentable enough to for you
to leave my office, and as I sat back down, I noticed it – you left quite the
mess!