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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We started working at the new firm within a few days of each other... In different departments but our paths crossed on regular occasions. There was an instant attraction from the start but nothing too obvious... Just the usual office flirting. I think she liked the fact that we could have a decent, intellectual conversation rather than the usual factory floor banter.
Nothing really happened until a few years into the job, and I still can't remember just how it happened... I think it was a one-off flirty response to an innocent text. She was on her way down to London for a meeting (being driven by our boss) and I was at my desk. Things got more and more sexual until she told me how wet I was making her and that she was rubbing her clit through her trousers while sitting in the back seat...
It was a couple of days later before she dropped by my office... But we were both tingling with anticipation. More and more meetings were arranged where we would sit together and rub feet under the table with the sales team oblivious... She offered to meet me at her place one night but shied away as she felt worried about the working relationship. Eventually she gave in and I dropped by for a coffee on my way home... As the kettle boiled we kissed passionately... Hands exploring each other, tongues fighting... She broke away in heady disbelief at what was happening... She wanted to move it along but still felt it was too soon.
At work the following day a text told me to meet her in the store room.. Instant deep kisses ensued and she pulled up her blouse to allow me access to her gorgeously full breasts... The fear of being caught made everything so much naughtier. Rubbing my cock through my trousers she whispered how she wanted me inside her soon....
This went on for days... The anticipation of what would happen each day giving me a spring in my step every morning.
Did we do it.... I'll leave that up to you to wonder  |
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She was a solid woman... Great tits, a cute arse which was accentuated by the formal business trousers or long pencil skirts she used to wear. Blouse always bursting at the buttons giving a great glimpse of her lacy bra. Long dark hair, full lips, eyes that shined with an inner desire to be naughty. She would stand at my desk to look at work on my computer as I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh... |
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