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Co- workers
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Archive-name: co-workers
Well, I decided to take the plunge and risk humiliation on the net. :)
Here's a try at erotica, let me know what you think.
I make it a point to write about these things when they happen
since they happen so rarely! So, please, read on and enjoy this account
of the first time my boss and I made love.
Before I get to the juicy details let me give you a little
background. I work for a software development company, in their
technical support department. My boss, Rhonda, and I have been friends
for a long time. Rhonda and my girlfriend have been friends since grade
school.
To continue with the background info -- one day I was at work and
walked into her office to talk about a project I was working on. That
particular day she was wearing a very loose blouse and a silky white
bra. How do I know that? Because as she leaned over her blouse would
billow out and I could see all the way down to her belly button! Rhonda
has nice breasts, about a C-cup, I believe, with nice protruding nipples
(I knew that because I could clearly see them poking out of her bra when
she leaned forward). She is about 5'8" and weighs about 120 with blue
eyes and blond hair.
Ever since we met I had dreamed about squeezing her breasts in my
hands and licking her hard little nipples until she moaned in delight.
That day the desire was even stronger as I stood over her, staring
lustfully down her dress. I dragged the conversation on as long as I
could, leaning over her from time to time to show her something on her
computer and to get a closer look at her tits! Believe me, by the time
I left I had a raging hard on. As a matter of fact, the first thing I
did after I finished talking to her was to grab an erotic story I had
been working on earlier in the day (so I'm a naughty boy and work on
writing erotica while at work!) and went to the bathroom and
masturbated. Mind you, this was a private bathroom, not a public one.
When I got home that night I told my girlfriend about it as we made
love. She loves to hear about my fantasies as we fuck, and today was no
exception, despite the fact that Rhonda was her best friend. I didn't
think much of it for a few days until Becky (my girlfriend) and Rhonda
went to lunch. When I got home that night Becky told me that she had
told Rhonda that not only had I spent a good half-hour looking down her
dress with an erection but that then I had masturbated while thinking of
sucking her breasts and fucking her wet juicy pussy (we were fucking
while she told me this).
Again, I didn't think much of it, but every time Rhonda and I
talked thereafter I would always smile to myself because I knew that she
knew about what happened that day. It was something of a turn on to
know that she knew as we talked, I could imagine all sort of torrid
events as we talked! It always added a level eroticism to the day. But
nothing more happened than that -- at least until that fateful day.
We had to drive up to Ft. Lauderdale to meet a client who was
interested in hiring us to write a program for them on a contract basis.
She picked me up about 6pm, again wearing a short skirt and a nice white
silk blouse. I immediately thought of that day as I sat down in the
car. We had about an hour's drive ahead of us and I was looking forward
to sitting next to her and thinking naughty thoughts and looking at her
thighs as we drove.
About fifteen minutes before we arrived she asked, "Is it true?"
"Is what true?" I asked, not thinking about that particular day as
I stared up her skirt.
"She told me that you had looked down my blouse one day and gotten
so aroused that you went into the bathroom and masturbated. I wanted to
know if it was true."
Seeing as how I already had an erection from looking at her firm
thighs, and being all the bolder because of it, I answered, "Yes, it
is." Wonderful riposte, no?
"Do you think I'm attractive?"
"Very," I replied and, deciding to take the plunge, as it were,
added, "I know you've always turned me on." You see, Rhonda has always
had a hard time understanding, or perhaps believing that she is indeed a
very good looking woman. I did my best to reassure her.
"I've often fantasized about you, about making love with you.
Perhaps we would go to the parking garage during lunch, way up on the
12th floor were no cars park and we'd fuck in the back of your car.
Perhaps the day might start out with a simple massage on a day when you
have that loose blouse on and I'd get so turned on I'd press my cock
against your back. You'd feel my hard bulge pressing against you and
get turned on too and we'd agree to meet for lunch so we could fuck each
other silly. Sometimes I even fantasize about you, Jill and I getting
together to have a threesome."
Let me tell you about Jill. She's about 5'6" with long curly brown
hair, brown eyes, full sensual lips and a body that won't quit! She has
diabetes and she has to work hard to keep herself in shape and her sugar
levels under control so her body is hard and tan! Her breasts are just
the right size to fit your hands with large prominent nipples. How do I
know that? Because Jill is very fond of dressing in very provocative
clothes and flirting with the guys. She'll wear tight miniskirts with
thin see through silk blouses that show her nipples when they get hard
-- all nice and brown so suckable! And when she sat in your lap and
gave you a big warm hug you couldn't help but get hard! Of course, I
think that's why she did it, so she could feel our hard cocks pressing
against her firm ass. I also knew that Rhonda had a fantasy of making
it with another woman, something she had told my girlfriend who had then
told me. So I was hoping to get Rhonda's juices going even more by
suggesting a threesome with the ever-hot Jill.
"Did Becky tell you about my fantasy?"
"She told me that you had long fantasized about making love with
another woman."
"She tells you everything doesn't she?"
"I don't know, does she?"
"Has she ever told you that I've masturbated while thinking of
you?"
"No," I replied after a short pause and a hitch in my breathing,
"she never did."
"Does it turn you on to think of my masturbating while thinking of
you? I know it turned me on very much to know that you had orgasmed in
the bathroom while thinking of me!"
Yes, it does turn me on, very much! As a matter of fact, I'm
turned on right now."
"You are?" she asked. "Are you hard?"
"Yes, my cock is straining the front of my pants and has been since
we left," I replied. And, being more daring I reached over and took her
hand. "Here, feel it." Pulling her hand to my leg, I slid it upwards,
her breath catching in her throat as I did. When it reached my cock, I
pressed upwards into her hand and moaned, "See, I told you I was hard."
Panting softly she let her hand caress the bulge in my pants,
rubbing her hand up and down the length of throbbing cock. As she
caressed me, I reached down and unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down
slightly, then I reached for her hand and placed it inside my shorts,
letting her feel the heat and hardness with her bare hand. As I did so
she moaned, "Humm, you're so hot and hard. I feel so naughty doing
this. Here we are driving along, I have my hands inside your pants and
you're not even my husband."
"It does get the juices flowing doesn't it?"
As I said that I reached over and ran my hand up her right thigh,
something I had long fantasized about doing. Moving under her skirt I
pushed it upwards, hearing her breath catch in her throat as I did.
Seeing more and more of her luscious thighs exposed made my cock throb
even more and I groaned as she squeezed it as she spread my juices
around.
Slowly moving higher, feeling her inner thighs quiver with desire
as I squeezed and caressed her. My fingers finally reached the edge of
her panties. The crotch was damp with her juice and the moisture
enlivened my fingers. I toured the contours of her pussy -- soft
cushion of hair and swollen pussy lips. She rubbed against my fingers
and moaned, "Oh, God, Richard, that makes me so hot! You make me so
hot!"
"Lift your ass up," I told her, "So I can push you skirt up
higher."
Lifting her ass off the seat I pushed her skirt up so I could push
the hem of her skirt high enough to finger her cunt better. When I
finished I returned to feeling the soft mound of her pussy, pushing
aside the leg band of her panties and feeling her bare, wet pussy lips
for the first time. My fingertips brushed across her little crinkled
anus and she caught her breath as I circled it. It was moist, dampened
by the flow of her arousal. Ever deeper, my fingers found downy hair
and then the bottom of her vulva. It was soaking with the slick, hot
starch secreted by the font between her thighs. I stroked, moving
lightly in the outpouring lubrication. Her breaths became moans, and
she thrust her pelvis against me in small, grinding circles.
I teased the soft curls of her pussy. My finger found the top of
her crease, then dipped into the swamp of her femininity and found a
fleshy button -- her ripe, swollen clitoris, the center of her flowing
pleasure. She threw her head back and hoarsely moaned, "Oh, God,
Richard! Yes! That's the spot! Right there!" Her pelvis thrust in
and out, moving her clitoris under my finger.
She grasped my cock. It was swollen, the head ripe and bulbous.
The urgency of her stroking suggested that she was near climax. She was
driving me close to my own orgasm also, and it was far too early.
Reluctantly, I removed her hand from my cock knowing that now was
not the time to finish this, I wanted to wait until I could slide the
hot hard length of my distended cock between the swollen lips of her
cunt.
But there was nothing to stop me from bringing Rhonda off -- except
perhaps getting into an accident! So I continued to caress the syrupy
cleft of her pussy, the tip of my fingers sliding over the hard little
bump of her clit. Each time I did her hips would jerk and a moan would
escape from between her pursed lips. Her driving got worse and worse as
she got closer to orgasm until finally I told her to pull off to the
side of the road. As she pulled off I reached up and grabbed her
breasts, squeezing her nipples between my fingers and causing another
gasp of pleasure to escape her lips. As she came to a stop I asked her
to lift up her hips so I could pull off her silk panties. Leaning over
to pull them down I couldn't help but give her inner thighs a lick with
my tongue, "Oh, God, yes, lick my pussy!"
Leaning further down I lifted up her feet and pulled her panties
over her shoes then I moved my hands upwards again, spreading her thighs
further apart as I moved upwards. Lightly pinching her thigh muscles, I
moved higher, watching her hips twitch with lust. Finally I moved my
fingers to the soft smooth flesh between her pussy and her ass,
spreading her copious juices around. Her breath coming in quick pants,
Rhonda reached down and spread her pussy lips open with her fingers.
After teasing her for a few moments more I pressed my fingers against
her opening, watching her pink wetness grasp my fingers as they slid
inside. "Yes, oh, God, yes," she hissed.
Leaning down and spreading her lips apart, I slid my fingers in
deeper while letting the tips of my tongue dart out and touch the
hardness of her clit, licking it softly. My tongue stroked up and down
the swollen lips and brushed her clitoris. Rhonda jumped at the
contact. She moaned continuously, a soft mew of pleasure. Her pelvis
moved almost convulsively, up and down, in circles, as if not a part of
her. I pushed my tongue through the entrance of her vagina and extended
it to the maximum, feverishly mimicking the action for which my cock
throbbed and ached. Rhonda arched her back and pushed her gaping pussy
to my mouth.
"Oh, I'm there! I'm coming! I'm coming..."
She locked her thighs around my head as spasm after spasm rocked
her pelvis. The heat of her climax warmed my mouth. I rode through her
convulsions, barely moving my tongue in her pussy as she gradually
descended her climactic peak.
Laughing softly, I said, "I knew it wouldn't take much to bring you
to orgasm!" She sat there, panting as she recovered, her breasts rising
and falling rapidly with each indrawn breath until finially it she began
to recover. "Oh, my, but that was wonderful! When you put your head
between my thighs and sucked my pussy, that pushed me over the
edge... the thought of you doing that out here in the open was terribly
exciting and naughty! I can't wait to do it again. When do I get to
suck the cum out of your nice hard cock?"
"Later," I said, "maybe after dinner. We do have a dinner
engagement, you know."
"Yes, I know," she said with a sigh as she reached for her panties.
"No, leave those off," I said sternly. "I want to be able to think
of you in the restaurant without your panties on, your pussy all wet and
hot from being licked by me, thinking of what might happen on the way
home. The thought of you naked beneath your skirt will keep me hot and
hard the whole night."
"Humm," she said, "in that case I'll definitely keep them off
because the thought of you all hot and hard across the table from me
will keep me wet and horny all night."
She reached over one last time and rubbed the hard length of my
cock, sighing, "Humm, that feels so good!" Then she pulled down her
skirt a bit, not to far, leaving most of her thighs exposed to my
lustfully gaze.
I figured that since she was going to tease me with her sexy thighs
that I might as well tease her so I'd reach over and cup her breasts and
squeeze her nipples so that they would stay nice and hard, poking out
the front of her thin blouse. Every time I did she'd moan slightly and
arch her back, making her tits as accessible as possible until finally
we reached our exit and had to tone down our sexual antics.
We met our dinner guests at the restaurant and were seated
uneventfully. After that though there was more fun to be had! We were
seated next to each other at the table and it had a nice long table
cloth to cover up what our hands were doing under the table. As we
ordered and talked over the deal we were trying to put together she'd
reach over and run the tips of her fingers over the length of my cock
just often enough to keep me nice and hard. To tell you the truth I
don't remember much about the dinner except that the chicken enchiladas
with green sauce was delicious -- the rest of the time I spent in a
sexual daze.
To be Continued....
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