The Office Flirt - Sex Stories

The Office Flirt

... recording. I waited twenty minutes for any new messages, and getting none I watched the video again, cumming another twice as I did so.

The excited puppy look was back on her face the next day as she bounded into the dining room, quickly shot down when she noticed other people already using the kettle and me waiting for my turn. She pulled a face at them and then sat on a chair while she waited.

Seeing them chatting but facing the kettle, she got my attention, shuffled forward on the chair, and then lifted her dress to show she had stockings on underneath, and more importantly no underwear on. Her beautifully neat bald pussy smiled back at me. I finally managed to look back at her face and she giggled, pulling the dress right just as the others turned to see what was happening.

Once they'd gone, she walked over and hugged me, kissing my cheek, and pressing against me a little harder than normal. I felt sure she could feel my cock stirring against her hip.

"Last night was fucking awesome," she announced with a broad smile on her face.

"Yes, I enjoyed it a few times too," I laughed.

She laughed back, then paused.

"Did you understand the ending?" she asked.

"I'm not sure, I just assumed you'd gone to stop the phone and haven't got used to editing the videos yet?" I answered.

"No, the shocked look on my face. Part of the fantasy was that I'd gone through all that and only right at the very end had I noticed that the stranger was watching through ...

... the window all along," she exclaimed.

"Ah very good, I get it. And he'd been stalking you, trying to find out who you are from all the pictures you've been sending, and found out where you live?" I asked.

"Yes, exactly that. It's good isn't it?" she said excitedly.

I nodded, and then her face dropped.

"Listen to all of this before you dismiss the idea please, it's how I planned it ending," she asked.

I told her I would, I'd let her speak before asking questions.

"I said the next part would be the last, right? Well, as I've been caught by the stranger, I ask him what he's doing, and he tells me he's simply standing by a window. I tell him he shouldn't be watching me through the window, especially doing things like that. He counters by saying that if I live in a ground floor flat and the bedroom curtains aren't closed, then anybody could have seen me already, or maybe that's what I wanted," she explained.

"Then he tells her that he knows who her husband is and he'll tell him, and I say he won't believe you, to which he holds his phone up and shows me all the pictures and videos that I thought I'd been sending to Dean," she continued," then he drops the bombshell that he wants to come inside and film me himself."

There was a pause, then she nodded that she'd finished.

"So, do you let him?" I asked.

"Well, that depends on you, you are the stranger after all," she smiles nervously.

"What, you want me to come and film you?" I ask, "What about your ...