1. Short Skirts, No Panties


    Date: 7/22/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Job / Office Sex, Straight Sex, Author: m15artwork, Source: sexstories.com

    Working within a cubicle all day drives me insane but I have come to look forward to you popping your head in to give me the latest gossip or asking me if your outfit was a little too much since you don’t want another write up. I guess I became your work husband quickly just because you know I keep my mouth shut and won’t go blabbing your business to the office like most of the people that we sit back and talk about. There were the occasional Birthday gifts left on each other’s desk but it was innocent enough within the culture of our workplace. Friend’s is what we are and what we have maintained being…..at least that’s what I thought until last Thursday. When I missed work on Wednesday I thought you would come to my cubicle telling me how boring things were and filling me in on what type of workload corporate was dumping on us because of one of their errors. But when I see that you’re seated at my desk it startle’s me. You jump up and give me the biggest hug; squeezing me tight as you tell me how much you missed me. When I go to return the embrace I truly didn’t mean to brush across the top of your sundress covered ass but you literally have my arms pinned to my side. When I wrap my arms around you one of your friends pass by and tell us to knock it off, killing any type of lingering vibe that we may have had going. When we unclench I have every intention of letting you know that you have a nip slip but my mouth could not form the words. If it weren’t for my eyes scanning ...
    your breast hungrily I doubt that you would have ever noticed. You putting your nipple away may have ended your spell on me but the day dreams had just begun. I can’t keep focus on my work as I keep waiting for you to walk around just to see your braless breast jiggle with your hardened nipples making the loveliest print in your dress. I just have to see both of them as I grab them in my warm palms and devour them. When you pop your head back in around lunch time you find it odd that I won’t slide out from under my desk just to chat as we normally do. Instead I keep turning my head around looking over my shoulder so I won’t expose my bulge and offend you in anyway. We are just “friends” but I want you so fucking bad right now and have no idea if the feeling is mutual. At the end of the day with my briefcase in front of me we walk out of the office together and when you hug me I hug you back so intimately that you have to feel my manhood rubbing against your soft skin as we embrace. We part ways with you having the biggest grin on your face. The next day I receive another hug to start our day which is not normal but very welcomed. You continue to hold me moving your leg around in search of what you felt the last time. To this point I haven’t truly taken in what you are wearing but when I see your short skirt with no panty lines I give you what you have been searching for. You smile and tell me that you will see me before lunch. Once again I can’t focus as I watch you walk around ...
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