The Office - Sex Stories

The Office

I was in the office alone, yet again, and I could not get him off my mind. All I could think about was ways to get him off. I smiled to myself. Sigh. I could not begin to understand why he had this effect on me. I heard the bells chimed to the front door and pretended to focus on work. My head started to hurt from all the thoughts that ran loosely in my mind the whole day. I looked up and I saw him. There he goes giving me that ridiculous school girl feeling I hated so much. As he came closer, I became instantly aroused. It was so automatic when I saw him. This lust was ridiculous I couldn’t help it if I tried. He looked me and smiled. I hated that so damn much. My throat became dry and I took a sip of my water. We were alone and the thought of being alone almost made me scared to be next to him. I was scared for his sake. I wanted him and I wanted HIM. He knew. He enjoyed messing with me. Little did he know, if I didn’t care about his job, I would fuck him up and down this office, no hesitation. “What are you thinking about?” He asked I always felt his questions were trick questions. My tongue was slick and I was trying my best not to slip up at work. Yet he made it so damn easy to do. I looked at him and smiled before I responded. “Do you want to know everything? Or just a little piece?” “Everything.” “Well I’ll only give you a little piece” I laughed “Why? I want everything.” I always read into his words. It sent hormonal waves throughout my body making that ring on my ...

... clit rub as I gently shook my legs. Damn it. I need not to want this man the way I do. I don’t know what it is about him but I got to give in to him, even though he has my attention. “I’m thinking about leaning you on that desk and sucking your dick,” I pointed to the left. "Or even bending over on the other desk and watch you take me from behind.” I pointed in the next direction. “I don’t know. Just a thought.” I looked and shrugged my shoulders. “Is that right?” He answered walking closer to me I shrugged my shoulders again leaving his imagination to go whatever direction it felt. He came to my desk. “Why are you fucking with me?” “But I’m not. I’m just honest.” I bit my lips. I felt my breathing slowed down the closer he got. I needed a release and I needed it quick. It has been months since my last fix yet I felt my pussy getting wetter by the second. “Fuck” I mumbled. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” Closing time had approached and I excused myself to start the process. I locked the front door and turned off the lights. Walking back towards my desk, I looked at the time. “Why are you still here?” I asked curiously. “I’m thinking.” He answered staring at me. “About what?’ After turning off all the lights. He grabbed me and kissed me. It was soft yet eager and I felt his want beginning to grow on me. I slowly move against him as our kiss intensified. His hands roamed the curves of my body until they landed on my ass. He grabbed it firmly just the way I like it and I couldn’t help ...