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Sex on the Job | Pressing Flesh

Sex on the Job

In the Office After Dark

At the last job I had, my boss was a woman who was pretty hot, about ten years older than me, but just never friendly from day one.  I don’t know what it was, but I never hated her, she just kind of wanted to be hated.  I worked in a tech support job where we answered phones from angry customers all day, and there were some perks but it really could drone on.  My direct manager Cindy was divorced, definitely pretty, with very brown eyes and she just was not a person who talked a lot, or looked for ultimatums in any fashion.  We worked on a line of five people and when she left at five pm every night I stayed until 9pm.  I did enjoy the way she looked in her pleated skirts and whenever I made small talk with her it was so forced, she just really had no finesse at all so I shrugged it off and continued to work as best I could.  She would not cross my mind for days at a time but sometimes when she would lead group meetings on how to do our job better she would get a little stern, and stressed and it was really appealing to me when her cleavage would pop out just a bit and she would use the pointer on the overhead projector.

Over the next 9 weeks or so summer hit and we took on a new client, the workload increased and we hired two new employees.  I hardly ever talked to Cindy, I was good at my job, and the moments when I hated it most, she was gone at night, and I just tried to kick back and wait until I got home to crack a few beers and forget about the day.  One day she came over to my desk and was just leaning up against it for a very long time.  It was at a peak volume of call hour and she just started slowly rubbing her hand along my back right in front of everyone.  Cindy was one of those women that some people probably thought wasn’t sexy but then all of a sudden at certain times became the sexiest thing you have seen.  As soon as she started rubbing my back, I instantly became hard and I honestly did not want to have sex with her, I just felt uncomfortable because all of my fellow teammates were witnessing this.

They were vaguely entertained, but still plodded on.  She then sat on my desk, kicked her shoes off and just started making small talk about the weekend and said that she really liked my collared shirt.  This kind of attention was really irresistible, she had switched from being a touch crass and all about business to just letting the spring bloom and not giving a crap about work stats or anything.  It was the first time I had really seen her laugh, and not seem so introverted.  I had never been in a position at work where I had a boss interested in me, and there was no alcohol, no social lubrication, just a workplace where people get stressed and her body looming above and beside me.  This was one instance where I barely knew someone, and they were already kind of up on me and there was nothing other than body chemistry, she seemed a bit awkward and contempt, but still utterly sexy.

She whispered to me that she was going to come back and check on the web server and the happenings around the office at 9pm.  There would only be one other person in the small building at that time, on their way out.  It was really interesting to watch her transform with the oncoming spring, she was just all giggles and obviously may have been getting ready to leave this job for all the crap they piled on her with unforgiving clients.  At that instant all I pictured was leaving the incoming callers forever and bending her over the desk, hiking her skirt up high with her panties down around her knees, or her slowly stripping while I sat in my office chair.

During the next three hours I was like a nervous wreck, and paid no attention to the calls I got, just giving them the usual spiel and business runaround.  Was she just up for flirting, or sex? For someone that I saw every day and used to not think about much, after her sitting up on my desk wiggling her feet around with crossed legs while she talked to me, all I could think about was her ripping her clothes off.  It had been a while since I had sex, and if this was going to happen, I was probably even willing to lose my job over it.  She had very dark black hair, and reminded me of a hot woman from the 1960s.  It was the curve in her hairstyle, and the sexy slit in her dresses.  I had a huge boner just thinking about her even sitting on my lap.

Well she did arrive at 9:00 PM, and the other worker in the building was gathering her things and getting ready to leave for the night.  Since it was nice out, we sat for about 15 minutes on the picnic bench outside.  She put her hand on my knee, and the feel of her fingernails gently circulating my leg was very stimulating.  I thought maybe we would go for a drive, but she insisted on going back inside.  It seemed like she really did want to pretend that something was wrong with the computer system at work.  Once we were inside, she took me to a small closet where the computer servers were.  She started talking about the way that the data came down and the way that the clients provided us information.  All of a sudden, she kissed me and squeezed my ass hard with both hands.  While we were making out, we slowly walked backwards into the waiting area, where there was a couch for clients and interviewees to wait.  She unbuttoned her blouse, and took off her bra.  She took off my shirt, and my pants.  She needed no priming and was already wet inside.

As she stuck me inside of her, she leaned forward; her tits were up close to my neck, and nibbled on my ear a bit.  As some couches are uncomfortable, this one was easy for her to put both hands on the shoulder rests and ride me.  In her experience she was the best that I had had on top, and there was more leeway for pleasurable sensations while she rode me.  I actually lasted quite a while, and the muscles in my back were beginning to tense up.  Her best feature was her legs, and they firmly squeezed me while she rode.  I came all at once inside of her, and I will never know if she did, because someone was buzzing at the door that had the wrong address! They did not see us because the blinds were down, but it was kind of nerve wracking.  I never saw her again even though she had access to my phone number; I guess she didn’t feel like calling me.  It seems that she turned the security camera off, but there was ANOTHER one she didn’t realize.  So the secretary or someone got quite an eyeful the next morning and we were both fired.  I was unemployed four about 8 long weeks after that, but… It was kind of worth it.  I only regret that I was not able to bend her over one of the desks there.  Some things happen quickly, and you take what’s offered to you when you can.  Thinking back on it, it was kind of a nice end release for a job I didn’t really enjoy.

Submitted by: I Want and Need Sex

Night Manager

It wasn’t but a little over half an hour ago that I walked in this grocery store, just before Darryl was locking the door for the night. I needed to check on some displays, and being that Julie was still here and I needed to talk to her, I would just have her let me out.

Walking around on the floor, I had seen Julie looking out over the balcony where the office is, just standing there with a grin. She usually either grinned or had this adorable pouty look she would give. She was dressed in just that white t-shirt and those tight fitting jeans that wrapped her shapely ass just right.

After checking some displays out I had walked up to the office to talk to her, that was half an hour ago, and I can’t think of exactly what started this, not that I would care to question it anyway, but now Julie has herself pressed up against me, nibbling on my ear, and kissing on me; not to say I’m not returning the attention, I am.

She is definitely a looker and especially for a grocery manager. She throws her head back a bit, slinging that long brown hair back over her shoulder, and giving me, as I expected, that so adorable pouty look, which evolves into a grin, just she rips open my shirt sending buttons throughout the office.

She doesn’t take her time as she already has my shirt down to my waist and is sliding her hands under my belt into my pants; I can feel her fingertips just sliding into my underwear and right down the front of my hips, the feeling bringing excitement as I feel a tingle rushing up my body and my dick begins to press against my pants. As she slides her hands along my sides and around the back, just sliding those fingers down onto my ass, she pulls in closer, pressing up against me and feels my dick pressing hard against her; there she goes with that teasing, pouty look as she looks down and now looks up at me, breaking into a grin, knowing I am in her control.

She begins kissing me again, nibbling my lower lip; she’s rather playful at this. I feel her hands moving, back to the front of my pants, playing with my belt buckle, loosening the buckle, undoing the button on my pants, and pulling down on the zipper…I feel her hand press against my hard dick trying to poke its way out of my underwear as she pulls down on the zipper. She wastes no time starting her move down on me.

She slides down my body, kissing and nibbling. She drive me crazy nibbling on my nipples, but soon she is sliding even further down as my pants drop with her. She takes a moment kissing my belly button, while my pants drop to the floor, she slides down and drops to her knees, putting her lips up against my underwear, up against the tip of my hardening dick trying to press it into her mouth, and nibbles at it through the underwear driving me even crazier.

No time is wasted as she grabs my underwear, sliding her fingers into the sides, and just yanks them down…my dick is flopping in her face from the motion. She wants to play with it as she stares at it, makes a motion like she is biting at it, rubs her nose up against it, then her cheek, then, almost like some kind of animal, she snaps onto it with her mouth.

Clamping my dick in her mouth, in those lips, she holds firmly with them, holding firmly with her hands on my sides, as she slides those lips down, taking my dick further into her mouth, then sliding her lips back out and to the tip; she does this again and again, my dick becoming so hard in her mouth, feeling her soft tender lips, the motion, and expanding as she continues.

I feel a rush going through my dick as she becomes more aggressive, sliding my dick in and out of her mouth rapidly, sucking on it as she does this, and I feel that tongue of hers rubbing against the skin of my dick as she slides it in and out of her mouth.

The pressure is building. She can feel that too as she takes her fingers, wraps them around my dick and slides them along my dick, jacking me off as she sucks on my dick. The pressure builds even more, I feel like a rod wants to shoot out of my dick as I strain to hold it in, standing on tiptoes, her rate increasing as she feels me getting closer.

I’m holding on as much as I can. Her lips have my dick in a liplock as she is not going to pull it out as her head bobs in and out rapidly, her hand jerking me off as she goes. I am straining, holding back the building tension, holding to her head with both hands, finding myself thrusting into her mouth as she goes until the tension, the build is too much and let go of it in what feels like one big stream as she takes it into her mouth, pumping just a few last times as I let go of what remains until I can’t let go of any more.

Julie let’s my dick slide free of her mouth as she gets to her feet and walks to the coffee table, picking up a napkin and wiping her mouth. As she does this, she glances down at her t-shirt, noticing a spot where some got on it. Giving me that pouty look again, she crosses her arms across the front of her her t-shirt, moving her hands down and grabbing the bottom of the t-shirt, which she proceeds to pull up, over her head and off. She reaches around her back, grabbing her bra snap, then giving me that pouty look again as she turns her back to me, peering over her shoulder at me, undoing the bra and letting it slide off to the floor.

Julie turns about, facing me, her arms covering her tits, still giving me that pouty look as she walks to me. She drops her arms just before pressing up against me, pressing those tits into my chest. I wrap my arms around her, turning her around, and lean her back onto the desk as I pull up from her looking at those tits, full and firm, and leaning to the side. I lean back in, to her tit, suckle the nipple, and nibble at it as she giggles and squirms in response.

I move my hand down her front, sliding my fingers down her firm abdomen, into the waistband of her pants, and into her panties. Her hair is soft to the touch as I rub my fingers up and down her bush, as she wiggles and takes her own initiative to unbutton her pants herself, unzipping and spreading the fly open. I nuzzle my way down her body, nibbling at the sensitive flesh on her hips, causing her to twist those hips in response.

I grab her pants, my hands holding to the waistband of her pants and panties, and slide them down, off her hips, and down her legs; feeling the flesh of that firm ass as I go. I stand a bit as I fully remove her pants and panties leaving her naked lying on that desk. She teases as she holds her legs together, her hips swaying from side to side; I grab her knees and separate her legs, pushing them apart as I lean in. Her legs spread further apart, not just my pushing as she is anticipating what I am going to do, and inviting me.

Julie lies before me as I drop to my knees, holding to her legs, and lean in, putting my mouth onto her bush, nuzzling my face in it. She squirms as I move my face down, extend my tongue, and touch the tip of it to her clit, pressing firmly. Her body tightens in response; I can feel her legs tightening as she is definitely feeling it.

I push my tongue up and down on her clit as she rocks her body from side to side, letting out a moan and a yelp of excitement. I tease her further by wiggling my tongue on her clit, and driving the tip right into her clit. She lifts her upper body toward me in response, almost trying to push my head away, but I respond with sliding my tongue down on her, the full surface licking her clit, then parting the lips of her vagina with my tongue and sliding it fully into her, wiggling it and running the tip of my tongue along the inside of her pussy.

Julie thrashes about as I hold firmly onto her legs, her arms pushing on the top of the desk raising her ass off of it and then back down. I continue as she keeps making motions with her hands as though she wants to push my head away, but I won’t let her. She throws her arms back, grabbing onto the side of the desk, swaying her body from side to side, with one continuous moan, almost a scream coming out of her.

I feel my get my dick getting its stiffness back; getting harder in response to her body movements. I stand from my knees, my dick now pointing straight out and at her. She spreads her legs wide as I slide my swelling dick onto the lips of her vagina, back and forth teasing her a bit, as she rocks her body in response, then I push it in.

Julie grabs to the desk again, her shoulders coming off the desk as she pushes her head back into it. I thrust my dick in and out of her pussy, pushing and pulling with her almost bouncing her back on the hard desk surface. Increasing the pace as my dick is getting harder, swelling within her, a rush driving into it as I strain, holding back.

Julie thrashes even more wildly about, what had remained on the desk now falls into the floor as I continue to thrust into her so hard I’m even feeling my balls slap against her. The feeling is like a rod trying to drive its way out of my dick as I hold it back, straining and pushing, that rod, that pressure building until I don’t have the strength to hold it in any longer and let loose, spraying inside of her, both of us yelling as it comes to a climax.

We are both defeated. I pull my dick out of her as she lie there just looking up at me; smiling at first, then going to that pouty look.

Now, I can’t help but think that there’s something a little wicked behind that pouty look.

 

The End

 

Copyright 2011 by Dos Cleve

 

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