1. Unexpected lunch break


    Date: 3/5/2017, Categories: Fantasy Anal Blowjob Erotica Job/Place-of-work Oral Sex Author: Unknow user, Source: sexstories.com

    It has been months since we started flirting. Nothing too serious. A compliment here, double entendre there. At first it was understood as nothing special. We are both in fact in committed, if not perfect, relationships. Simply two co-workers enjoying each other’s company while blowing off some steam. The tempo in the office had been quite intense the last few months. Constant long hours, meetings, projects and briefs seemed to be never ending. This makes it all more bearable. Enjoyable even. For the last few weeks however, it feels like something has changed. Not in an obvious sort of way. The little things. Pauses here and there, where there usually were not any. Also, we found ourselves talking about our fantasies more openly than before. Slowly realizing we had quite a lot of naughty interests in common. Even things our partners never truly accepted. But still, Just some office banter, right? … I arrive at the office as usual. My assistant getting me up to date with what needs to be done sooner rather than later. Entering my office, I sit down, start drinking my green tea and browsing through the relevant case files. Just another day at the office. Hours seem to pass by unnoticed and before I realize it is time for lunch - or so my assistant informs me. Not being particularly hungry, I decide to continue working as everybody else goes out for a bite to the usual place. Right as I fall back into my rhythm there is a knock at my door. Not really paying attention I say, ...
    ... “Come in.” thinking it is my assistant back from already back from lunch. Instead, you quietly walk in without saying anything, because you know I have made that exact assumption and are waiting for me to realize my mistake. Moments pass quietly which prompts me to look up and see what my assistant wants. Instead I find you standing there, and you leave me speechless. My cock twitches. You are wearing your favourite leather heels, tan fishnet stockings, a tight knee length black leather pencil skirt, which emphasizes your fantastic curves, even a little bit too much. An almost see through white blouse, that does not even attempt to hide a matching black leather bra underneath, seemingly struggling to hold your perfect breasts in place, and a jacket that helps the whole combination barely pass as professional. As if that were not enough, your lips are just the right shade of red, those piercing blue eyes hidden behind black rimmed glasses and your long black hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. More than a moment passes as I try and take all of you in. Still standing there, completely confident. Enjoying the unexpected situation you have put me in and the power you have over me. Before I even manage to compose myself and say anything you simply smile, smirk even, as to say, “I am glad to see this had the desired effect.” At this point my cock is completely and utterly hard, straining against my suit pants, but thankfully hidden underneath my desk. “I know you prefer latex, but ...
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