Work Story
By SassyinCali(sub female)
February 13, 2024
They had been “work friends” for a couple years. They only spoke at work, but the nature of their jobs threw them together frequently. They often had meetings and serious work conversations in each other’s offices. Most of those meetings were about sensitive topics, so the door remained closed.
Today had been a typical day and they had been meeting in her office. It was after five in the evening and most of the others had left for the day. They were trying to get a project wrapped up, so they just kept pushing through. She was at her computer, and he was pacing in front of her desk as he sometimes did as he worked through a specific problem. He stopped suddenly and said, “Does your shoulder hurt?”
“What? Why?” She was surprised out of her focus on the project.
“You keep rubbing it.”
She hadn’t realized she was doing that. She didn’t have the best posture when working. “I guess.”
He went to the door and locked it. Then he reached over and closed the blinds on the window that faced the hallway. She felt a flutter in her core. He had never done that before. He walked around her desk and came up behind her. She looked up at him from her chair, “Um…what are you doing?”
He placed a hand on the back of her chair and said, “I’m going to rub your shoulders for you. We don’t want anyone walking in the door and getting the wrong idea. That okay?”
“Uh…sure.” He had never offered a massage before, had never touched her beyond her hand or maybe a quick hug.
He moved her hair away from her shoulders and his fingertips brushed her neck. She was surprised at the warmth that spread from his touch. She thought to herself, why am I responding like this?
He started to massage her shoulders with strong hands. She couldn’t help the sigh that escaped. Her eyes started to drift closed and then sat up straighter to stay focused.
“Relax.” He said firmly. The command in his voice caused a tightening in her core.
She took a deep breath and tried to relax. It did feel good. But it was wreaking havoc on her system. Her pulse was racing. She could feel the flush spreading across her face, neck, and breasts. Moisture drew between her legs.
He was so close to her, and his touch felt so good. She let out a slight moan and he paused.
“If you keep making those sounds, I may need to adjust myself.”
Had she heard him correctly? When she didn’t reply he continued, but his hands moved down her arms, still kneading. His fingers brushed the side of her breasts and then came back up to her shoulders. She couldn’t hold back another soft moan.
He stopped and said, “Tell me no.”
She turned her chair around to look up at him but remained sitting.
“What?” she asked him. His eyes were intense, his face slightly flushed. The hands that had been on her were clenched at his sides. When she looked directly forward, she could see the obvious outline of his cock in his pants. She licked her lips out of reflex.
“Fuck,” his voice sounded rough. “Tell me to leave now if you don’t want this.”
Her mind was having trouble catching up. He was as affected as she was by his touching. She wanted to see what would happen if she let it. She wanted to see if she could make him lose some of that control he always seemed to have.
“Don’t leave.” She couldn’t believe that was her voice…it sounded so breathy.
He put both hands in her hair and tilted her head back. His lips were on hers, his tongue entering her mouth. She felt like she couldn’t catch her breath. She reached in front of her and grabbed hold of his waist. Suddenly she wanted to touch him. All she could think about was freeing his cock and wrapping her lips around him.
As she released the snap of his pants, he broke the kiss and stood up. His hands went to the front of her blouse, and he undid each button until he revealed her lacy bra. He ran a finger along the edge of the bra as she lowered his zipper.
She maneuvered his pants so she could reach into his boxers and caress his length. He swore under his breath as he freed each of her breasts by pushing the cups of her bra down. He cupped her breasts and then gently pinched her already puckered nipples.
His gaze didn’t leave her breasts as he said, “I have fantasized a lot about these beauties.”
That information was stored to analyze later as she freed his cock and stroked it. She felt mesmerized by how firm and smooth it felt in her hands. She licked her lips again and looked up at him. “May I taste you?”
He growled out, “Yes, you may.”
She leaned forward and licked the moisture from the tip. His hands went to her hair and held it out of the way behind her head. She licked him for a bit, enjoying his taste. Then she took him into her mouth. It had been some time since she had a cock in her mouth, and she did not realize how much she missed it. How much she loved hearing what it was doing to him. She continued until she took as much as she could. She sucked and licked and worked him like he was her favorite treat.
He manuavered her hair so that it was fisted in one of his strong hands. He moved one back to her nipples and pinched at a nipple again. This time the pinch was firmer, and she moaned around his cock. He tugged at her nipple and then moved to the other and pinched firmly, giving it the same treatment as the previous one. She moaned and sucked him deeper.
His hand grasped her hair more firmly, “If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, you should stop now.”
For some reason that just spurred her on more. She hummed slightly, causing him to swear, and she continued. He moved his second hand back to her head and both hands began to guide her movements on his length. His control made her even wetter. She felt him tense and then pulse into her mouth, she swallowed several times until he finished. She licked him and he pulled slowly from her lips.
He leaned back against the wall, breathing heavily. “Give me a second and I will take care of you.”
She smiled and began to straighten her bra and button up her blouse. “We should wrap up here, I bet security has started their rounds.” She closed the documents and shut down her computer. When she turned around, she saw he had put himself back in his pants and was zipping up.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her to him, “We aren’t finished. Next time, I will taste you.”
“Next time?” She smiled at him…feeling a bit shy.
“Oh, there will be a next time,” he said.
***
She had replayed the scene from her office over and over throughout the night. She had replayed it in bed as she rubbed her vibrator against her clit and then plunged it into pussy. She had replayed it in the shower the following morning as she touched herself and used the handheld shower head to hit all the right spots. She thought of it again as she drove to work.
Her nerves increased as she got closer and closer to her office building. Even though he said there was going to be a next time, she wasn’t sure what she was going to say to him today. She parked her car and walked into the building. She couldn’t help but look around as she headed towards her office. She made it to her desk without seeing him. She started her day and tried to focus on her work. It was difficult. She kept checking her email and texts to see if he would reach out to her. She made it through the morning and then noticed the time, maybe he would want to have lunch and discuss what happened. Just as she was about to text him, he appeared in her doorway.
There was a different look in his gaze today. It felt posessive. Immediately she could feel her body respond.
She cleared her throat and said, “Hi, I…um…I was just going to text you.”
He smiled and said, “Good. Let’s go to lunch.”
She started to say more, but he said, “I’ll meet you at my car in ten.” Then he walked away.
Okay then, she thought.
He did not say anything as she got into his car or as they pulled out of the driveway. She wasn’t sure if she should start the conversation or wait for him. She never felt this awkwardness around him before.
He finally said, “You okay with a drive-thru? I want privacy when we talk.”
“Sure, quick is good.”
He chuckled and said, “Sometimes. I like when I can take my time too.”
She laughed and felt herself blush.
After they picked up lunch, he pulled behind a strip mall and parked. They ate quickly mostly in silence. Again, she decided she should start the conversation.
She put away the remaining part of her sandwich and said, “So…yesterday…that was unexpected.”
He turned to face her with his back against the car door, “I’m not going to lie and say I haven’t thought about it before.”
“Really?”
He let out a laugh, “Hell yes! Are you going to tell me you haven’t?”
She had always been honest with him and didn’t want that to stop now, “I didn’t think you were attracted to me.”
He laughed again, “You never think anyone is attracted to you unless they grab your ass. That’s not my style.” He paused and then continued, “I still owe you. Wanna cum for me before we go back to work?”
The arousal hit her so quickly, she felt lightheaded. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out, so she swallowed.
He said, “I get that you like to give up control and that you want me to lead. But you’re going to use your words with me until I know I have your full consent. Understand?”
She nodded her head.
His eyes narrowed as he said, “Not good enough. Do you want me to make you cum? Yes, or no?”
She swallowed and said, “Yes.”
He stayed where he was and looked at her skirt, “Are you wearing panties?”
“Of course.”
His expression didn’t change, “Take them off and give them to me.”
Her eyes grew wide, and she paused for a second, but then moved her hands under her skirt and raised her ass up enough to slide her now damp panties down her legs. She slid out of her shoes to make it easier to remove them. Her cheeks flushed as she handed them to him.
He took the panties from her and brought them to his face briefly and inhaled. Then he put them in his pocket and said, “Spread your legs for me.”
She did as he asked and then moved closer to her, he touched her cheek and then brought his lips to hers. She couldn’t resist the soft moan as his tongue touched hers. She felt his hand on her leg through her skirt. He pushed up the material to bare her thighs. His fingers slid along the inside of her leg and slowly moved up to her aching center. She loved the feel of his calloused fingertips. Something about men’s hands always turned her on.
She could feel herself growing wetter. She arched closer as his fingers reached the lips of her sex. He pulled back from kissing her and muttered, “Easy now, not much room in here for me to keep you still. Relax and let me touch you.”
He didn’t wait for a response as he continued to explore her with his fingers. He stroked her slit. She knew she was very wet just by how smoothly he was able to move through her folds.
“Fuck, you are wet…so slick for me.” His voice was rough and caused her pulse to speed up.
She realized that she was holding on to his forearm lightly, just to feel the strength there as he stroked her.
“Lift your shirt for me, I want your tits out of your bra and your nipples ready for my mouth.”
She immediately pulled her top up and the cups of her bra down. He growled out his approval and pulled her right nipple into his mouth. At the same time his fingers pinched at her clit. She could not control her gasp and moan. She focused on staying still and not pushing against his fingers.
He popped off her nipple and then moved to the left one and took it in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it gently. His fingers moved down, and he slid one inside of her aching pussy.
She couldn’t help but let out a whimper moan.
He hummed his response against her breast. He slid a second finger inside and worked her clit with his thumb. She felt herself trembling. Involuntarily she began to ride his fingers and pressing forward slightly. She could feel her orgasm building. She had not been touched like this in so long and he definitely knew what he was doing.
He lifted his head and demanded, “Cum for me.”
His hands sped up and pressed a bit deeper, hitting the perfect spot. She arched closer to him and came hard, little spots dancing in front of her closed eyes as she cried out her pleasure. He kept pressing on her clit, drawing out the spasms in her body.
As she came back down to earth, she felt him withdraw his fingers and lean back in his seat. She watched as he licked his fingers clean.
“Fuck, you taste good.” He watched her as he said, “It will be my tongue on your pussy next time. And you will be riding my cock soon. But now, we need to get back.”
***
She had not been alone with him since he had fingered her in his car a few days before. They were both busy with actual work. She would be alone with him today. They had a late meeting in her office. Most people would be gone, but there would still be some staff around. She wasn’t sure how to play it. She decided to just discuss the project they were working on unless he led the conversation in another direction.
He arrived on time and closed and locked the door. She pretended not to notice and pulled up the file for the project on her computer. She heard him close the blinds. He moved to stand behind her chair.
She cleared her throat and managed, “Um…do you want to review where we left off last time?” She pointed to the screen, “Is this the right section?”
She did not understand why she was pretending nothing happened, but she kept staring at the spreadsheet in front of her. She felt him move her hair to one side and lean close to her. His lips touched the side of her neck and she softly gasped.
She felt his words against her skin, “Do you remember what I said I would do you the next time we were together?”
She could feel her pulse speed up, “Um…not exactly.” She whimpered as she felt him run his tongue along her neck.
He made a humming sound and said, “When did you start lying? You remember every detail. Don’t you?” He nipped at her neck gently. “What did I say would be happen next?”
“Um…something about…um...licking…or riding, I think.” She managed.
He laughed a little. Then he stood up and turned her chair towards him. He grasped her hand and pulled her up to standing. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. She opened eagerly and returned the kiss. She reached for him and grasped his shoulders. He backed her against the desk.
He broke the kiss. He eyes roamed over her from her heels to the skirt that hit just above her knees to the button-down blouse and back to her lips. Then his eyes met hers as he asked, “Are you wearing panties today?”
She nodded. He looked a little insulted by her answer.
“You knew we had a meeting. You knew what I said we would be doing. Should I let you take them off? Or should I cut them off you?”
Her jaw dropped at his words. Would he really cut them off her? Did she want him too?
“Answer me or I will decide for you.” He said firmly.
“Um…I’ll take them off, I kind of like this pair.”
He backed up a step. She stepped out of her shoes and then watching him, reached under her skirt and grabbed the sides of her panties. His focus intensified as she slid them down her legs and kicked them aside.
“Sit on the desk,” he ordered, “and spread your legs.”
She took a breath and did as he told her. He sat in the chair and rolled it forward so that he was between her legs. He placed her feet on the arms of the chair and pushed her skirt further up her thighs. She watched him as he gazed at her pussy. She felt a little self-conscience, but she could also feel herself getting wetter as he looked at her.
His gaze moved to meet hers and said, “Lean back on the desk.”
She leaned back on her elbows and watched his head dip towards the juncture of her thighs. She felt his tongue as it stroked her slit. Her body squirmed in response and his hands moved to her hips and held her still. She felt him pull her closer to him on the desk.
His tongue continued to work her folds. Then he circled her clit, not quite touching the little bundle of nerves. He speared his tongue inside of her and she moaned. He paused and said, “Shh…not too loud now.” She bit down on her lip to try and keep silent.
He went back to licking her. Then he speared her core again with his tongue. This time she held back the moan as much as she could. He moved up to her clit and circled it with his tongue. Then he stroked her clit with his tongue and sucked it into his mouth. She cried out and quickly covered her mouth with one of her hands. It caused her to lose her balance and fall back on the desk.
She wanted him inside her so badly, she wanted to beg. He continued to work her pussy with his mouth. Her body wanted to squirm and moan. It was taking so much effort to stay quiet. She could not believe that they were doing this on her desk, in her office.
“Please…”, she managed, “Please…I need…please.”
He paused and kissed her clit gently. Then pulled back and looked at her, “What do you need, baby?”
“You, please, I need you now.”
He licked his lips and stood up. He slid a finger into her pussy, “You need my cock here? Hmm? Do you want my cock inside you?”
She whimpered, “Yes, please.”
His eyes burned into hers as he moved his finger in and out of her. It felt good, but she wanted more. She wanted to feel him thrusting deep inside of her. He kept working her with his finger and watching her. She squirmed and felt herself pushing back on his finger. He smirked at her.
She watched as he pulled his finger out of her and placed it on her lip. She opened her mouth and sucked his finger. She could taste herself and she grew even wetter.
He kept eye contact with her as he undid his pants and pulled out his erect cock. He grabbed her legs and pulled her forward so that her ass was just off the edge of the desk. He stroked her with his hard cock…it felt like he was spreading her moisture along her slit. He pushed the tip against her opening. It felt so thick, so hard.
“You want this cock, baby?” His voice sounded so rough with arousal; it caused a flutter in her core.
She moistened her lips and said, “Yes.”
He pushed so that just past the tip entered her and then pulled back. Then he pushed in again, just a little deeper. He continued in and out the same way, only giving her a little more each time. She felt like she was going to lose her mind if he did not thrust deep soon.
“Please…more, I need more.” She could not believe that whimpering voice was hers.
He smiled at her, pulled out her panties and said, “Open your mouth, baby.” She obeyed and he stuffed her panties between her lips. “That will remind you to keep quiet while I fuck you.”
With her panties in her mouth, he thrust fully inside of her until he was balls deep. He pushed and ground into her. Her moan was muffled, but still loud. He continued to grind into her. He was so deep. It felt so good.
He held still but kept his cock fully inside of her. He leaned forward and unbuttoned her blouse, then pulled the cups of her bra down. He pinched her nipples and said, “I am going to fuck you hard now. You need to keep quiet for me. Can you do that? Can you keep quiet while I fuck you?”
She was bit down on the cloth in her mouth and her pussy muscles quivering as she nodded. He slowly started pumping his cock in and out of her. One hand continued to play with her nipples, the other held her hip. His paced picked up and she held on to the edge of the desk and focused on keeping quiet.
The hand that had been playing with her nipples moved down to her clit. She whimpered softly. His strokes were deep and hard. The pressure on her clit was firm. She could feel the orgasm building.
He pressed hard on her clit and increased his pace, “Cum all over my cock, cum now!”
His words sent her over, her muscles clenched and milked at his cock. He pulled both her legs up over his shoulders. This angle put him even deeper inside her. He grabbed both her hips, and he fucked her even harder. She felt him stiffen and then pulse inside her as he came.
“Oh Fuck!” His whispered voice was harsh.
He let her legs lower, he removed the panties from her mouth and they both caught their breath. He slowly pulled out of her and helped her clean up. When they both had their clothes in order, he sat in the chair across from her desk.
He looked serious as he said, “At some point we are going to have to make progress on this project.”
She laughed.
Today had been a typical day and they had been meeting in her office. It was after five in the evening and most of the others had left for the day. They were trying to get a project wrapped up, so they just kept pushing through. She was at her computer, and he was pacing in front of her desk as he sometimes did as he worked through a specific problem. He stopped suddenly and said, “Does your shoulder hurt?”
“What? Why?” She was surprised out of her focus on the project.
“You keep rubbing it.”
She hadn’t realized she was doing that. She didn’t have the best posture when working. “I guess.”
He went to the door and locked it. Then he reached over and closed the blinds on the window that faced the hallway. She felt a flutter in her core. He had never done that before. He walked around her desk and came up behind her. She looked up at him from her chair, “Um…what are you doing?”
He placed a hand on the back of her chair and said, “I’m going to rub your shoulders for you. We don’t want anyone walking in the door and getting the wrong idea. That okay?”
“Uh…sure.” He had never offered a massage before, had never touched her beyond her hand or maybe a quick hug.
He moved her hair away from her shoulders and his fingertips brushed her neck. She was surprised at the warmth that spread from his touch. She thought to herself, why am I responding like this?
He started to massage her shoulders with strong hands. She couldn’t help the sigh that escaped. Her eyes started to drift closed and then sat up straighter to stay focused.
“Relax.” He said firmly. The command in his voice caused a tightening in her core.
She took a deep breath and tried to relax. It did feel good. But it was wreaking havoc on her system. Her pulse was racing. She could feel the flush spreading across her face, neck, and breasts. Moisture drew between her legs.
He was so close to her, and his touch felt so good. She let out a slight moan and he paused.
“If you keep making those sounds, I may need to adjust myself.”
Had she heard him correctly? When she didn’t reply he continued, but his hands moved down her arms, still kneading. His fingers brushed the side of her breasts and then came back up to her shoulders. She couldn’t hold back another soft moan.
He stopped and said, “Tell me no.”
She turned her chair around to look up at him but remained sitting.
“What?” she asked him. His eyes were intense, his face slightly flushed. The hands that had been on her were clenched at his sides. When she looked directly forward, she could see the obvious outline of his cock in his pants. She licked her lips out of reflex.
“Fuck,” his voice sounded rough. “Tell me to leave now if you don’t want this.”
Her mind was having trouble catching up. He was as affected as she was by his touching. She wanted to see what would happen if she let it. She wanted to see if she could make him lose some of that control he always seemed to have.
“Don’t leave.” She couldn’t believe that was her voice…it sounded so breathy.
He put both hands in her hair and tilted her head back. His lips were on hers, his tongue entering her mouth. She felt like she couldn’t catch her breath. She reached in front of her and grabbed hold of his waist. Suddenly she wanted to touch him. All she could think about was freeing his cock and wrapping her lips around him.
As she released the snap of his pants, he broke the kiss and stood up. His hands went to the front of her blouse, and he undid each button until he revealed her lacy bra. He ran a finger along the edge of the bra as she lowered his zipper.
She maneuvered his pants so she could reach into his boxers and caress his length. He swore under his breath as he freed each of her breasts by pushing the cups of her bra down. He cupped her breasts and then gently pinched her already puckered nipples.
His gaze didn’t leave her breasts as he said, “I have fantasized a lot about these beauties.”
That information was stored to analyze later as she freed his cock and stroked it. She felt mesmerized by how firm and smooth it felt in her hands. She licked her lips again and looked up at him. “May I taste you?”
He growled out, “Yes, you may.”
She leaned forward and licked the moisture from the tip. His hands went to her hair and held it out of the way behind her head. She licked him for a bit, enjoying his taste. Then she took him into her mouth. It had been some time since she had a cock in her mouth, and she did not realize how much she missed it. How much she loved hearing what it was doing to him. She continued until she took as much as she could. She sucked and licked and worked him like he was her favorite treat.
He manuavered her hair so that it was fisted in one of his strong hands. He moved one back to her nipples and pinched at a nipple again. This time the pinch was firmer, and she moaned around his cock. He tugged at her nipple and then moved to the other and pinched firmly, giving it the same treatment as the previous one. She moaned and sucked him deeper.
His hand grasped her hair more firmly, “If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, you should stop now.”
For some reason that just spurred her on more. She hummed slightly, causing him to swear, and she continued. He moved his second hand back to her head and both hands began to guide her movements on his length. His control made her even wetter. She felt him tense and then pulse into her mouth, she swallowed several times until he finished. She licked him and he pulled slowly from her lips.
He leaned back against the wall, breathing heavily. “Give me a second and I will take care of you.”
She smiled and began to straighten her bra and button up her blouse. “We should wrap up here, I bet security has started their rounds.” She closed the documents and shut down her computer. When she turned around, she saw he had put himself back in his pants and was zipping up.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her to him, “We aren’t finished. Next time, I will taste you.”
“Next time?” She smiled at him…feeling a bit shy.
“Oh, there will be a next time,” he said.
***
She had replayed the scene from her office over and over throughout the night. She had replayed it in bed as she rubbed her vibrator against her clit and then plunged it into pussy. She had replayed it in the shower the following morning as she touched herself and used the handheld shower head to hit all the right spots. She thought of it again as she drove to work.
Her nerves increased as she got closer and closer to her office building. Even though he said there was going to be a next time, she wasn’t sure what she was going to say to him today. She parked her car and walked into the building. She couldn’t help but look around as she headed towards her office. She made it to her desk without seeing him. She started her day and tried to focus on her work. It was difficult. She kept checking her email and texts to see if he would reach out to her. She made it through the morning and then noticed the time, maybe he would want to have lunch and discuss what happened. Just as she was about to text him, he appeared in her doorway.
There was a different look in his gaze today. It felt posessive. Immediately she could feel her body respond.
She cleared her throat and said, “Hi, I…um…I was just going to text you.”
He smiled and said, “Good. Let’s go to lunch.”
She started to say more, but he said, “I’ll meet you at my car in ten.” Then he walked away.
Okay then, she thought.
He did not say anything as she got into his car or as they pulled out of the driveway. She wasn’t sure if she should start the conversation or wait for him. She never felt this awkwardness around him before.
He finally said, “You okay with a drive-thru? I want privacy when we talk.”
“Sure, quick is good.”
He chuckled and said, “Sometimes. I like when I can take my time too.”
She laughed and felt herself blush.
After they picked up lunch, he pulled behind a strip mall and parked. They ate quickly mostly in silence. Again, she decided she should start the conversation.
She put away the remaining part of her sandwich and said, “So…yesterday…that was unexpected.”
He turned to face her with his back against the car door, “I’m not going to lie and say I haven’t thought about it before.”
“Really?”
He let out a laugh, “Hell yes! Are you going to tell me you haven’t?”
She had always been honest with him and didn’t want that to stop now, “I didn’t think you were attracted to me.”
He laughed again, “You never think anyone is attracted to you unless they grab your ass. That’s not my style.” He paused and then continued, “I still owe you. Wanna cum for me before we go back to work?”
The arousal hit her so quickly, she felt lightheaded. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out, so she swallowed.
He said, “I get that you like to give up control and that you want me to lead. But you’re going to use your words with me until I know I have your full consent. Understand?”
She nodded her head.
His eyes narrowed as he said, “Not good enough. Do you want me to make you cum? Yes, or no?”
She swallowed and said, “Yes.”
He stayed where he was and looked at her skirt, “Are you wearing panties?”
“Of course.”
His expression didn’t change, “Take them off and give them to me.”
Her eyes grew wide, and she paused for a second, but then moved her hands under her skirt and raised her ass up enough to slide her now damp panties down her legs. She slid out of her shoes to make it easier to remove them. Her cheeks flushed as she handed them to him.
He took the panties from her and brought them to his face briefly and inhaled. Then he put them in his pocket and said, “Spread your legs for me.”
She did as he asked and then moved closer to her, he touched her cheek and then brought his lips to hers. She couldn’t resist the soft moan as his tongue touched hers. She felt his hand on her leg through her skirt. He pushed up the material to bare her thighs. His fingers slid along the inside of her leg and slowly moved up to her aching center. She loved the feel of his calloused fingertips. Something about men’s hands always turned her on.
She could feel herself growing wetter. She arched closer as his fingers reached the lips of her sex. He pulled back from kissing her and muttered, “Easy now, not much room in here for me to keep you still. Relax and let me touch you.”
He didn’t wait for a response as he continued to explore her with his fingers. He stroked her slit. She knew she was very wet just by how smoothly he was able to move through her folds.
“Fuck, you are wet…so slick for me.” His voice was rough and caused her pulse to speed up.
She realized that she was holding on to his forearm lightly, just to feel the strength there as he stroked her.
“Lift your shirt for me, I want your tits out of your bra and your nipples ready for my mouth.”
She immediately pulled her top up and the cups of her bra down. He growled out his approval and pulled her right nipple into his mouth. At the same time his fingers pinched at her clit. She could not control her gasp and moan. She focused on staying still and not pushing against his fingers.
He popped off her nipple and then moved to the left one and took it in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it gently. His fingers moved down, and he slid one inside of her aching pussy.
She couldn’t help but let out a whimper moan.
He hummed his response against her breast. He slid a second finger inside and worked her clit with his thumb. She felt herself trembling. Involuntarily she began to ride his fingers and pressing forward slightly. She could feel her orgasm building. She had not been touched like this in so long and he definitely knew what he was doing.
He lifted his head and demanded, “Cum for me.”
His hands sped up and pressed a bit deeper, hitting the perfect spot. She arched closer to him and came hard, little spots dancing in front of her closed eyes as she cried out her pleasure. He kept pressing on her clit, drawing out the spasms in her body.
As she came back down to earth, she felt him withdraw his fingers and lean back in his seat. She watched as he licked his fingers clean.
“Fuck, you taste good.” He watched her as he said, “It will be my tongue on your pussy next time. And you will be riding my cock soon. But now, we need to get back.”
***
She had not been alone with him since he had fingered her in his car a few days before. They were both busy with actual work. She would be alone with him today. They had a late meeting in her office. Most people would be gone, but there would still be some staff around. She wasn’t sure how to play it. She decided to just discuss the project they were working on unless he led the conversation in another direction.
He arrived on time and closed and locked the door. She pretended not to notice and pulled up the file for the project on her computer. She heard him close the blinds. He moved to stand behind her chair.
She cleared her throat and managed, “Um…do you want to review where we left off last time?” She pointed to the screen, “Is this the right section?”
She did not understand why she was pretending nothing happened, but she kept staring at the spreadsheet in front of her. She felt him move her hair to one side and lean close to her. His lips touched the side of her neck and she softly gasped.
She felt his words against her skin, “Do you remember what I said I would do you the next time we were together?”
She could feel her pulse speed up, “Um…not exactly.” She whimpered as she felt him run his tongue along her neck.
He made a humming sound and said, “When did you start lying? You remember every detail. Don’t you?” He nipped at her neck gently. “What did I say would be happen next?”
“Um…something about…um...licking…or riding, I think.” She managed.
He laughed a little. Then he stood up and turned her chair towards him. He grasped her hand and pulled her up to standing. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. She opened eagerly and returned the kiss. She reached for him and grasped his shoulders. He backed her against the desk.
He broke the kiss. He eyes roamed over her from her heels to the skirt that hit just above her knees to the button-down blouse and back to her lips. Then his eyes met hers as he asked, “Are you wearing panties today?”
She nodded. He looked a little insulted by her answer.
“You knew we had a meeting. You knew what I said we would be doing. Should I let you take them off? Or should I cut them off you?”
Her jaw dropped at his words. Would he really cut them off her? Did she want him too?
“Answer me or I will decide for you.” He said firmly.
“Um…I’ll take them off, I kind of like this pair.”
He backed up a step. She stepped out of her shoes and then watching him, reached under her skirt and grabbed the sides of her panties. His focus intensified as she slid them down her legs and kicked them aside.
“Sit on the desk,” he ordered, “and spread your legs.”
She took a breath and did as he told her. He sat in the chair and rolled it forward so that he was between her legs. He placed her feet on the arms of the chair and pushed her skirt further up her thighs. She watched him as he gazed at her pussy. She felt a little self-conscience, but she could also feel herself getting wetter as he looked at her.
His gaze moved to meet hers and said, “Lean back on the desk.”
She leaned back on her elbows and watched his head dip towards the juncture of her thighs. She felt his tongue as it stroked her slit. Her body squirmed in response and his hands moved to her hips and held her still. She felt him pull her closer to him on the desk.
His tongue continued to work her folds. Then he circled her clit, not quite touching the little bundle of nerves. He speared his tongue inside of her and she moaned. He paused and said, “Shh…not too loud now.” She bit down on her lip to try and keep silent.
He went back to licking her. Then he speared her core again with his tongue. This time she held back the moan as much as she could. He moved up to her clit and circled it with his tongue. Then he stroked her clit with his tongue and sucked it into his mouth. She cried out and quickly covered her mouth with one of her hands. It caused her to lose her balance and fall back on the desk.
She wanted him inside her so badly, she wanted to beg. He continued to work her pussy with his mouth. Her body wanted to squirm and moan. It was taking so much effort to stay quiet. She could not believe that they were doing this on her desk, in her office.
“Please…”, she managed, “Please…I need…please.”
He paused and kissed her clit gently. Then pulled back and looked at her, “What do you need, baby?”
“You, please, I need you now.”
He licked his lips and stood up. He slid a finger into her pussy, “You need my cock here? Hmm? Do you want my cock inside you?”
She whimpered, “Yes, please.”
His eyes burned into hers as he moved his finger in and out of her. It felt good, but she wanted more. She wanted to feel him thrusting deep inside of her. He kept working her with his finger and watching her. She squirmed and felt herself pushing back on his finger. He smirked at her.
She watched as he pulled his finger out of her and placed it on her lip. She opened her mouth and sucked his finger. She could taste herself and she grew even wetter.
He kept eye contact with her as he undid his pants and pulled out his erect cock. He grabbed her legs and pulled her forward so that her ass was just off the edge of the desk. He stroked her with his hard cock…it felt like he was spreading her moisture along her slit. He pushed the tip against her opening. It felt so thick, so hard.
“You want this cock, baby?” His voice sounded so rough with arousal; it caused a flutter in her core.
She moistened her lips and said, “Yes.”
He pushed so that just past the tip entered her and then pulled back. Then he pushed in again, just a little deeper. He continued in and out the same way, only giving her a little more each time. She felt like she was going to lose her mind if he did not thrust deep soon.
“Please…more, I need more.” She could not believe that whimpering voice was hers.
He smiled at her, pulled out her panties and said, “Open your mouth, baby.” She obeyed and he stuffed her panties between her lips. “That will remind you to keep quiet while I fuck you.”
With her panties in her mouth, he thrust fully inside of her until he was balls deep. He pushed and ground into her. Her moan was muffled, but still loud. He continued to grind into her. He was so deep. It felt so good.
He held still but kept his cock fully inside of her. He leaned forward and unbuttoned her blouse, then pulled the cups of her bra down. He pinched her nipples and said, “I am going to fuck you hard now. You need to keep quiet for me. Can you do that? Can you keep quiet while I fuck you?”
She was bit down on the cloth in her mouth and her pussy muscles quivering as she nodded. He slowly started pumping his cock in and out of her. One hand continued to play with her nipples, the other held her hip. His paced picked up and she held on to the edge of the desk and focused on keeping quiet.
The hand that had been playing with her nipples moved down to her clit. She whimpered softly. His strokes were deep and hard. The pressure on her clit was firm. She could feel the orgasm building.
He pressed hard on her clit and increased his pace, “Cum all over my cock, cum now!”
His words sent her over, her muscles clenched and milked at his cock. He pulled both her legs up over his shoulders. This angle put him even deeper inside her. He grabbed both her hips, and he fucked her even harder. She felt him stiffen and then pulse inside her as he came.
“Oh Fuck!” His whispered voice was harsh.
He let her legs lower, he removed the panties from her mouth and they both caught their breath. He slowly pulled out of her and helped her clean up. When they both had their clothes in order, he sat in the chair across from her desk.
He looked serious as he said, “At some point we are going to have to make progress on this project.”
She laughed.
