A Hard Day in the Office

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One evening when I knew you were alone I call you to say hi and see how you’re doing. You sound kind of down and then proceed to tell me that work is keeping you really busy at the moment as your boss has recently left the company and you have taken on a lot of his role but with little recognition or reward. You’re getting tired easily in the evenings and have been staying late most nights to get paper work finished.

You just so happen to mention that the person you share your office with is not in the following day so you say that you’re hoping to get quite a lot of work done without any disruption. Taking advantage of this the following evening I catch the train to your office after I have finished work and you are still there.

Knowing that you probably wouldn’t eat until late I take the liberty of bringing with me a take away and a beer. Getting quite late, people are still leaving as I’m entering the building and there are still 1 or 2 people working away, including you. I approach your office and lean against the door way. You are surprised to see me, but pleased as you welcome the break from what you are doing. You’re glad to see the take away as your famished and glad for the beer as you could do with relaxing for a bit.

Worried, I ask say “you look tense?” and you reply “yes, I have been leaning over this computer all day and my shoulders are aching”. With this I come over, put the food and wine on your desk and walk round behind you. As I start to gently massage your neck and back you relax into the chair, taking your glasses off, telling me how good it feels. After a while I spin your chair round so that you are facing me, hitch my skirt up a little higher so I can I sit astride you, still massaging your shoulders. I encourage you to take off your jacket so you can feel the benefit of the massage better. Seeing that you tie is done up tight I know this is adding to your tension, so I loosen it slightly and undo the top button on your shirt. With this I can see your nipples harden through your shirt and your cock is standing nicely to attention. The way you are now looking at me I know it’s not just the food I have brought you want to eat.

Without warning your hands drift up the inside of my blouse and you start to massage my breasts. I can’t help but let out a sigh of pleasure. I reach over for the food on your desk and as your hands are busy I feed you slowly following the food with my fingers making you suck them as I pull them out of your mouth.

Before too long you tell me you’re bored with the main course and that you want to move straight on to dessert. With this you stand me up off your lap, unzip your trousers and bring your hard cock out from the gap in your Calvin Kleins. With another sigh of pleasurable excitement I kick off my heels and get down on my knees, this time I’m sitting inside your thighs that are spread a little while you are sat on your chair and I slowly wrap my salivating mouth around you. As I lean my head down your cock reaches the back of my throat and you thrust your head back on to your chair with a rather loud outward breath. Looking down at me after a few minutes of feasting you say to me “suck harder and faster you bitch”. Turned on by your dominance I obey you like an obedient puppy and do as my told. I can taste a little cum seeping from the end of your penis so I know you’re almost ready to fire your cannon deep in the back of my throat so I start to suck harder and quicker.

Just then you hear someone walking down the corridor to your office. In a panic you usher me under your desk where I can’t be seen and you carry on working pretending that everything’s normal. A co-worker pops his head round your door to ask why you are still working away late in the office; he thought he was the only one left. Just then he spots my shoes on the floor and says “are you into cross dressing or something” followed by a nervous giggle and with a straight face, looking him in the eye you say “no, they’re my wife’s shoes”. You can see the confused look on his face but he doesn’t pursue the matter. Obviously embarrassed he starts drivling on about the weekend’s football game, to change the subject. This grabs your interest and you start talking about how well your favourite team are doing at the moment, almost forgetting that I’m under your desk trying to keep quiet.

Realising that you have started to drift off I grab your cock and shove it in my mouth to remind you that I’m still ‘down’ here. You cough and fidget slightly remembering the fun you were having before your bored co-worker started talking to you. Now starting to feel a little awkward you try to hint to your friend, without being rude, that you need to crack on or you might be there all night. With that he leaves and says “You’re the last to leave so don’t forget to turn the lights out when you go”.

At last, alone. You pull me up out from underneath and you sit me on your desk with my legs spread apart, skirt hitched up a little higher revealing the tops of my stockings. You pull my knickers down so they’re hanging around one ankle and you push my legs gently a little further apart. With the anticipation of you fucking me, my breathing gets heavier and deeper; almost to the point of hyperventilating. Then with my pussy being so wet your huge hard cock glides deep inside me as we both let out a sigh of ecstasy then you put your arm around me to support my back and balance yourself while you fuck me hard and fast. I try and compose myself while you are fucking me as watching your face while you are on the verge of coming really turns me on. I pull your head towards me and I lick your mouth before my tongue wrestles with yours.

Then, all of a sudden you pull your cock out of my once deep filled pussy and make me suck you; giving me a flavour of what it tastes like for you to ‘eat me’. You taste good so I lap it up, knowing that this is sending you higher. You then slide me back on your desk and place my feet up so my knees are bent with my feet on the table and you go down on me, kissing the inside of my thighs on your way then gently teasing my clit with your tongue finishing by fucking me with your mouth; your tongue moving in and out fast. Your wet mouth and your hot breath almost have me to the point of coming, but you don’t want to be left out so you shove your cock back inside my pulsating, throbbing pussy and it’s not long before we come together, both letting out an almighty groan.

Very happy and content we both start to put the rest of our clothes on to go home to our normal everyday lives when we then realise that we have had an audience as the window to your office backs over the train station. With it being dark outside, your office light on and the blinds open, the passengers of the 19:15 train to London have had a free show.

Leaving to go home, I am very pleased to have made you smile after your hard day in the office.

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  1. funwriter

    GREAT story! You can really write, and you are obviously very hot, as well! And the fact that you are British excites this California guy. When you talk about your “knickers” my cock throbs! Please write some more!!!

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