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End Of Business

As I put my lipstick-stained cock back into my pants,I sit in my chair and lean back. I try to process all that had just transpired; how incredible your lips felt, that amazing tongue of yours and how enticing your pussy looked. Everything. With these images going through my mind, I can feel my cock slowly coming back to life. I decide the best thing to do is to try and get back to work. … Hours again seem to pass by surprisingly normally, almost, as if it really was just another day at the office. … As the end of the workday closes in, my mind starts to wander… Will we really go further? Is the office going to empty in time? As question after question runs through my mind, I find it increasingly difficult to focus on my work. Around five o’clock, my assistant comes in to ask if I need her to do anything else today. “No, nothing. Oh, wait. Have you sent out the post?” I replied. She answered, “I will drop it off on my way out.” “Good. Then go enjoy your weekend,” I respond. Smiling back, she says, “I hope you are not planning on working too hard. And do not forget you have dinner plans at eight.” Trying not to smirk like an idiot I reply, “I expect to spend quite some time hard at work. But I should make dinner on time, so do not worry. I will see you on Monday!” “See you Monday. And have fun!” She closes the door behind her. … Over the course of the next half hour I hear other people leaving, saying their goodbyes, wishing each other a great weekend and such. Around a ...

... quarter to five, the urge to do something finally takes over and I decide to see if ‘the coast is clear’. I push my chair back and get up. As I do so, I feel my heart rate start to rise. Slowly but surely I hear the beats getting ever stronger and louder. My cock twitches in sync with every other beat or so, straining harder against my pants with each passing moment. Even though my body was signalling that it is more than ready to fuck, a feeling of uncertainness still momentarily lingers as I approach the door. “Fuck it,” I whispered to myself and walk out. While walking down the hall towards your office I run into another female colleague. We briefly exchange pleasantries, before parting ways. The closer I get to your office, the faster my heart races. I try to compose myself as my desire to fuck you senseless steadily increases. I knock on your door and swallow hard as I wait for your response. Again, I check to see if anyone is near. “Come in,” I hear you say. As I step into your office I find you leaning against your desk with your legs enticingly crossed. I can see your chest rising and falling more intensely as excitement takes you over. I close the door behind me, but do not lock it. The intensity and sexual tension in the room are unbearable. I quickly move towards you. There are no pretences or words; just raw lust. … Our lips meet and it feels incredible. Your soft lips part willingly. Your tongue playfully dances with mine. The passion is undeniable and the kissing is ...