Another day at the office - Sex Stories

Another day at the office

... just as she was gesticulating with particular vigour her thin, pink heel snapped, causing her to tumble backwards and crash loudly against the cubicle door, jolting it open. *** Craig during this this time. As she left for the bathroom, Craig focused his gaze on her peachy behind sauntering away from him, his semi erect phallus becoming visibly harder. His mind replayed that glimpse between her legs and he felt like a teenager running the VHS back over that particular scene in Basic Instinct and soon his length was fully engorged and crying out for attention. She was so sensual, whenever she spoke to him, his impetuous mind imagined her full, ripe lips wrapped around his cock. Her ample breasts seemed to cry out to him and urge him to free them, to fondle, slurp and suck on the erect points, that he had noticed more than once, poking out through her shirt. Then today, that glimpse between her legs; he was more and more sure that it wasn't just his mind playing tricks on him and that her fresh cunt had been gleaming under his greedy gaze. He felt like an animal on heat and after having a quick look around the office, despite knowing it was empty, replied to that desperate call and started stroking his length through his trousers. His desk was positioned in such a way as to shield him completely and give him a perfect view of the ladies. This being the case and feeling a little wild, he unfastened his trousers and released his manhood, enthusiastically taking it in hand. He ...

... closed his eyes and pulled his foreskin back, exposing his slick, shiny, purple helmet and repeated this well versed action over and over as he imagined all the things he wanted to do to Claire. *** He was rudely disturbed from his wandering mind by a loud bang coming from the bathroom. He quickly pulled his trousers over his slimy length and hurried to the source of the commotion, clumsily attaching his belt as he went. He precipitated himself into the ladies without due thought; Claire had mentioned that she wasn't feeling well so he was concerned. He came face to face with Claire and both of them stood there frozen. Her hair was unruly and she was breathing heavily. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, her shirt half open and her eyes a mixture of shock and sexual longing. Craig preferred the second and felt the same way but since his state hid his urgency he played on hers instead. "I think I have a pretty good idea of what you've been doing here," he said and she started pulling down her skirt. "No, leave it up," he insisted. She was so stunned by his sudden iniative that she just did as she was told. "No one needs to know though. Especial not Mark. I think it would come as quite a shock to him." She just stood there anchored in place like a statue. "Take you shirt off Claire, I want to see your tits." She was excited by the new Craig she saw in front of her and despite her fears of her husband, in her current state she just acquiesced. She slipped her shirt off her ...