In the Office

What a quiet day at work.  I swear it feels like a Friday. There is nobody around.  Too bad it’s a Thursday.  I have been sitting here in front of my PC for way too many hours.  I find a small thing here and there to amuse me but it never lasts very long.  Ugh – fuck this, I am going for a stroll around the office and see if ANYTHING is going on. 

Sure enough, this place is like some sort of tomb; a nicely appointed one with plenty of wonderful art on the walls, but a tomb none the less.  I walk by one empty cubical after the next.  Every one of the offices is abandoned.  I begin to wonder if everyone else knows something I don’t.  I am about to give up hope of finding any signs of life when I come upon Melissa’s cubical. 

To my great surprise and delight she is sitting there in her chair.  I take a few moments to simply look at her.  On the most average of days she is a delightful vision.  She is tall, perhaps five feet ten inches, with long dark hair and glittering hazel eyes.  She is a statuesque woman, a beautiful face and plenty of curves.  Some may think she is too big, that she needs to loose weight.  Not me!  When ever I see her hips sway as she walks by I can’t help but see the exact places I want to grab a hold of her so that I can thrust into her over and over again.  In any case, that is how I see her on an average day.  Today is not an average day.  I have been wandering the desert of human contact and have found an oasis of such magnificence as to blind my senses.  Her lips are moist and seem to pout just a bit.  Her firm breasts press against her blouse, a slight fold starts at one of her nipples and drapes down in front of her.  As is often the case she is dressed in one of her skirt suits.  Her coat is off and hanging over the back of her chair. I am some what surprised to see the same listless look in her eyes as I know pours out from mine.

Suddenly my body is moving of its own will.  I enter her cubical and stand right beside her.  She turns and looks up at me, a friendly smile of welcome for ending her isolation.  I reach down and unzip my trousers, pulling my semi hard cock from within.  She looks at it for a moment, there just below her eye level.  Then, with a small shrug of her shoulders she reaches up and takes hold of my shaft.  Slowly she runs her hand up and down my length, bringing me quickly to full erection.  Now she firmly grasps my member as she brings it closer to her lips.  Her lips open and out snakes her tongue.  With several adept flicks she has my pulsing head covered in her sweet saliva.   Now she puts the entire purplish head between her soft red lips and gently begins to suck.  I moan so sincerely that she smiles around my cock.  Her tongue flicks out and wets more of my shaft.  I can feel my heart beating in the pulsing of my cock.  Her hand continues to pull my skin up and down the solid meat of my dick while her lips travel further down my length with each bob of her head.  Up and down my cock her lips slide, more and more of her saliva drips down to my base.  She is a woman of wonderful talent; she gives a great juicy blow.  The silent office now echoes with the juicy sounds of her sucking sex.  Faster and faster she bobs her head, taking nearly my entire length now.  I am frozen in ecstasy as I hold on to her soft brown hair and thrust my hips up to meet her oral ministrations.

Her face has always been so beautiful but never could I have been prepared for the beauty of seeing my cock between her lips and her perfectly shaped eyes looking up at me, now fogged with unadulterated lust.  I use my shaking fingers to brush the hair back from her face and then hold on to the sides of her head as she brings me close to bursting.  I feel my cock swell further as my entire groin grows scalding hot with pending eruption.  I manage to groan that I am going to cum; she purrs with muffled expression of delight.  My chest tightens and constricts my breathing as I count to three and release into her mouth.  She sucks me hard like a straw, drawing every drop of lust from my balls.  I even feel the rattle at then end as she sucks in futility for the stray liquid at the bottom.  I simply moan as I feel the warmth of satisfied bliss spread through me.  My knees give way and I collapse to the floor.  She looks down at me and smiles in smug satisfaction.  I smile back with evil plans of my own.

I guess she had decided to flaunt her feminine prowess of complete sexual control over me.  She never expected me to bend her over her desk and lift her skirt over her hips.  Still, she does not resist nor struggle as I pull the crotch of her naughty little g-string to the side.  There, displayed in front of me is the beauty of a juicy female slit.  Now I know how much she enjoyed my cock; so much so that her soft little cunt is dripping with evidence.  I lean forward and run my tongue up and down the entire length of her feminine folds.  It seems she can not help herself either for now the barren office echoes with her lustful sighs of wanton pleasure.  I continue with gentle ministrations for the moment, taking my time to explore her most private flesh.  Her taste is exquisite; I cup my mouth over her mound and let her juices pour out of my mouth.  I burry my nose into her canyon and inhale her fuck-me syrup.  My tongue curves up and down her cunt, from her engorged and pulsing clit to her puckered and pungent ass.  I stop at her clit and swirl my tongue around it, she moans to acknowledge her agreement.  Next I stop at her pussy and slip my tongue inside of her, again she grunts her yea.  Now I swirl my tongue around her tight sphincter of an ass.  She suddenly gulps her breathe in surprise but can’t help but press her dirty little hole hard against my wriggling tongue.  I pierce her tight hole and taste her pungent flavor, her moan comes from so deep inside her I swear I can hear her Australian accent.  Back and forth I work three more times and now her legs are trembling.  Her voice cries out, begging me to finish her.  I plunge two fingers into her ass and two more into her sopping pussy.  My tongue swirls her clit four more times before I bite down on the bud and make her shiver in ecstatic trembling of orgasm. 

Her breathing is rough as she tries to catch her breath.  Still she does not move as I stand and look down upon the wondrous beauty of her ass pointing up at me.  Her lips are open in a juicy display of juicy depraved lust.  My cock is once again so swollen that it pulsates in front of me.  I waste no time but simply lean forward and plunge into her sloppy cunt.  She cries out once again in surprise as I grab those marvelous hips of hers and thrust deeply into her.  By now all thought has left me and I simply live for the sensation of her juicy hole.  My cock pounds into her with such violent rhythm that the cubical walls sway and shake, precariously on the edge of collapse.  She screams out as I feel my balls once again boil forth my spastic spew of cum.  She pushes back against me for those final thrusts of hard cock that sends her over the cascading falls of orgasmic bliss.

Once done we both straighten our clothes and for a moment stand and stare into each others eyes.  She smiles at me and with that fantastic accent of her simply says “thank you, and I will see you tomorrow”.

Sitting at my Desk

We had been flirting for the last few weeks.  She likes to flirt but always makes it clear that it will never go further - she never would with a married man.  She is so gorgeous, her body so fit from all her yoga and jogging.  Her personality is so fiery, the feisty Latina that she is. 
The day has started like so many, we say hello, I wink, she smiles.  I write a few suggestive emails, she responds encouragingly.  As always I make an inappropriate offer for her to come to my office so we can close the door.  At some point she has trouble with her computer so I come out to help her.  As I am sitting there in her chair, waiting for her machine to reboot, I turn and look at her, sitting on the edge of her desk.  We are chatting, making eye contact.  She is wearing one of her sexy skirts.  Today I am bold; I reach over and caress her calf.  She just smiles at me.  Someone walks by so I remove my hand.  Once they are gone I replace my hand but this time I slide it up further.  She locks eyes on mine.  I expect her to stop me bu she doesn't.  I slide my hand up further, above her knee and her response is to part her legs.  My heart is beating faster, how far will she go?  My hand is now under her skirt; she places her hand on my shoulder but not to stop me.  I slide further - her panties are lace.  I begin to rub her, she is becoming wet.  She is breathing hard now.  I take the chance, I push her panties to the side, she opens her legs more.  I slide my finger up and down her slit, she is becoming very wet.  I make circles around her slit, she moans a little.  I then slide a finger into her.  Finally she stops me.  She takes my arm and leads me to my office.  We close the door, she sits on the edge of my desk and parts her legs.  I reach under her skirt and pull her panties off.  I bring them to my nose and sniff them before placing them on my desk.  My fingers slide back inside her and she moans.  I begin to pump her slowly, using my thumb to play with her clit.  She leans forward and grabs my shoulder as she begins to shake and squeak.  I love watching her cum, it is so beautiful. She leans over and kisses me.

I expect that things are done and thus am surprised when she gets on her knees.  She looks me right in the eye as she undoes my pants.  I lift my hips as she pulls my pants and short down around my ankles.  She finally breaks eye contact when she leans forward and takes my cock into her mouth.  In all my life only my wife has ever sucked my cock.  Was I surprised at what I had been missing.  My sweet sexy Latina sucked me off and brought me to bliss.  He lips felt so good wrapped around me.  It did not take too long, which is just as well since I could hear the occupants of the offices around me returning from lunch.  I stiffen and blow, she sucks it all down.  She pulls up my pants.  I begin to pull her panties back up but stop to quickly kiss her sweet pussy, I let my tongue snake out and slither up between her lips.  She moans but stops me, telling me not now.

One more kiss and she walks back to her desk

I love work!

The Subway

I am on the subway headed home.  It had been a fairly average day at work, nothing overly taxing or difficult.  I have an old science fiction book I have been reading but after a few minutes of trying to get involved in the story enough to escape the hum drum of my day I finally give up and put the book away.

I begin to look around a bit, seeing the sea of stranger’s faces, everyone staring off into nowhere; lost in their own worlds.  Sometimes I sit here and try to imagine what different people are thinking, where they are headed, what they have been doing.  Nobody in particular catches my eye or my imagination.  I can feel that I am sapped of my will to create; sapped of energy to be interested in anything; filled with that deathly apathy that colors the world gray and elongates a person’s face. 

There is the usual hustle of bodies as we stop at another station.  This is one of those stops where many people leave the train and few to none board.  On this particular day the car nearly empties and a single person steps on board.  She looks familiar to me but perhaps it is that false recognition of a stranger in a crowd.  I find myself watching her as she sits on the molded orange plastic bench across from me.   I am not sure why I am so compelled to watch her; she is not unusually good looking, at least not for this city so full of beautiful faces and sexy bodies.  Her clothes are not overly stylish nor overly revealing and sexy.  Still, I continue to watch her. 

I realize that the whole time I have been watching her she has also been watching me.  Our eyes meet and she smiles at me; a soft and friendly gesture.  I return her smile, unable to help myself.  I can see in her pleasant face that she too has had a quiet day at work and is sapped and hollow.  I am not sure how I know this except to say that it is in her eyes and in her face.  She recognizes the same in me.  The universe has seen fit to give us each a kindred spirit on the train, if only for this one ride. 

As we continue to communicate with our eyes and expressions I am surprised to find an erection growing in my pants.  My body is infused with the wonderful warmth of arousal.  I look at her and can see the flush in her cheeks as well.  For further confirmation of her aroused state I can see the two bumps of her hardening nipples through the light material of her blouse.  I look at her nipples in a pointed sign of recognizing her arousal.  She smiles in a bold way, not embarrassed.  I run my hand over the growing bulge in my pants, an inviting gesture to her.  She smiles and nods her recognition. 

My hand does not stop but instead I continue to caress my erection and look deep into her eyes; a dare.  She smiles and reaches up with one hand to caress and pinch one of her nipples.  I smile at her but direct my eyes down to the hem of her skirt, signaling to her what it is I want to see.  She smiles and nods.  I watch her as she pulls her skirt up, spreading her legs to give me a better view.  First I see that she is wearing stockings and not hose; I lick my lips and swallow hard in nervous anticipation.  With one more tug of her skirt she exposes the delicate pink satin of her panties.  I smile and nod my approval.  She smiles back at me as she begins to caress up and down her slit through the soft material.  It does not take long for the material to conform to her most delicate folds and reveal to me her shape. 

I return the favor by unzipping my trousers and reaching inside to caress my cock through the thinner material of my underwear.  With a slightly wicked grin I decide to move things along to a higher level; I fidget for a moment but quickly have my entire length out of my pants and on display for her.  I slowly caress up and down the entire length.  I lock her eyes with mine for a moment and she seductively draws her tongue across her lips, her sign of approval of my cock.  She responds by fidgeting herself and managing to pull her panties down and off.  With a simple flip of her foot the flimsy garment flies across the car and lands right in my lap.  I smile at her and nod my thanks.  She spreads her legs for me again and begins to display her moist pink lips. 

I take her panties and wrap the silky material around the shaft of my cock, allowing the swollen head to stick out the top in a lewd fashion, pointing at her as I slide the soft material of her panties up and down my swollen shaft.  She smiles at this and then concentrates on opening herself to me, showing me her most intimate places, letting me watch as she caresses her small fingers through her valleys.  I watch in fascination as she circles her clit and softly moans for me.  This whole time she stares at me with a lustful intensity that surges through my body.  Her eyes light up as my cock jumps with the excitement of her stare.  Like some erotic tower we build, one on top of the other, our urgency and shamelessness climbs and spirals out of control. 

I watch, panting in lust as she slides two fingers into her moist hole.  My cock jerks again with desire to replace those fingers and explore her within.  Her eyes narrow but do not close as she leans her head back, her hips gyrating into the rhythm of her fingers.  I match her rhythm with my own hand, both of us bumping our hips, slamming into each other from across the aisle, our long distance fuck heating out of control. 

At last I see her body tense and spasm as she climbs over the edge.  I speed up my rhythm, no longer holding back, and spew into my own hand and her soft panties.  We both jerk and spasm for a few moments, watching the other slide through the flow of orgasm, our own sensations heightened by the vision of the others pleasure. 

In dazed rapture we each begin to adjust and fix our clothing.  The spell is not lost for we continue to stare into each others eyes.  The train jerks to a stop and I get up to leave, to my delight so does she.  We walk out onto the platform and stand face to face.  I gesture to hand her back her panties but instead she closes my fist around them and takes my other closed hand in hers.  She opens my fist and licks my cum from my palm.  I reach around her and pull her to me for a single wet kiss.  When we part I reach into my bag and deposit her panties.  She reaches into her purse and pulls out her card; I pull out my card at the same time.  Without a word we exchange cards and are on our separate ways.  I plan on calling her as soon as I have another moment alone.