The Adventures Of Lucy And John: Office Frustration - Sex Stories

The Adventures Of Lucy And John: Office Frustration

My phone buzzed against my desk, and I frantically scrambled for it so as not to disturb the monastic quiet of the open-plan office.

I flipped it over, and Lucy’s face and number flashed on the screen. I swore under my breath. The last thing I needed right now was a call from my wife minutes before I had a key presentation to the executive team. I thumbed across the screen to answer and raised it to my ear.

“Hi John,” came the soft voice of my darling wife. Have you got a few minutes? I need to tell you about something that just happened.”

I sighed, guessing what was coming. Lucy worked as a freelance sex and relationship therapist from the summer house we had built at the bottom of our garden. Knowing her, one of her clients had shared something really kinky and had gotten her all hot and bothered.

“I’ve got fifteen minutes until I have to be in the board room, so please be quick, darling.”

“Oh, John. I just had the most interesting couple in with me. A young lady in her late twenties or so and as sexy as a kitten. You would love her. Tall, blond, curvy in the right places and with big boobs. Her partner was older and more of a typical middle-aged man, but you could tell that he kept himself in shape. He had left his wife for her after meeting at a work dinner, but that initial spark that drew them together was starting to fade. He wanted a lot more sex than she did, and he assumed that because she was younger, she would be up for a lot more. She may ...

... have looked sexy as hell, but she was quite insecure and inexperienced. So we talked things through and discussed some of the things he wanted more of.”

“What sort of things?” I asked, getting more interested. Lucy would do this now and then. She would call me after a particularly hot session to tell me all about them, typically when I was in the office and couldn’t do anything about how horny she would get me. I knew she did it on purpose so I would come home and fuck her in sex-addled rage.

“Well, he started with the usual. Blowjobs after work, being woken up with a blowjob, and anal, which she shut down pretty quickly, but the interesting one was the role-play fantasy that he has. Do you want me to tell you about it? It was a good one and got me so fucking horny, baby. I’m so wet just thinking about it. I’m playing with myself. Does that turn you on, darling?”

“You know it does, damn it,” I growled, knowing what was coming.

“I know you can’t talk too much, as people in the office will overhear you, so just listen and think of all the dirty things you can do to me later.” She said, her voice getting breathy and sexy.

“I’m sitting in my office, in my big leather chair. I’ve got my left leg hooked over the arm, and my sopping wet thong pulled to one side while I stroke my smooth, wet lips. I’m so horny, baby; I’m thinking of this fantasy the couple told me. Do you want to hear it and hear me play with myself while it tells you?”

“Yes,” I murmured, shifting ...