2 comments/ 23962 views/ 0 favorites Workplace Desire By: MichealP We had worked together on the midnight shift for several months. The first day I saw her I was amazed at how beautiful she was. I knew that she was out of my class, and obviously several years younger than my 34 years. I later found out she was 27. She was absolutely beautiful, 5'7, very thin, nice breasts and a great looking little ass. Her ass has just the perfect amount of plump to it, and she likes wearing tight pants that show it off perfectly. She shared an office with another woman. My work allowed me to go in there on a regular basis. At first I didn't because I was intimidated by her beauty. Eventually I started spending more time in her office, talking to her. Then there came a week when the woman she shared an office with was gone for a week. I spent all my free time that week talking to her. I started catching little flirts that she was tossing my direction. I was a supervisor, not hers, but I was still nervous about flirting back. I started flirting with her a little bit and things progressed very quickly. I was on my way to dinner with some guys from work on night and I called her. We talked on the phone while I drove to the restaurant. During the conversation she suddenly changed the topic. She asked me "So do you think I shave?" That threw me for a loop. I was so surprised I thought I would wreck my car. After thinking about it for a second I said I thought she probably had some hair, but that it was trimmed. "No," she said. "I'm completely shaved." WOW! Now my head was starting to swim. This woman might think she was teasing me, but she had no idea that she was driving me insane with just that statement. So I asked her what she thought I did. She answered. "Well, if you're asking me to guess, you probably shave." "That's correct." I told her and she replied how sexy she thought that was. I made some stupid little bet with her, which I can not remember. I set the terms up so that whether she won or lost, I would have to show her my underwear. She won the bet. At dinner all I could think about was my conversation with her. The guys I was eating with were the only ones who, besides me, would be in the office. Here they were at the restaurant. I knew this was my chance to get back to the office and get her alone and settle the score on the bet. I ate my dinner very quickly and left the guys wondering why I was leaving so quickly. Once I got to work I walked into her office. Sure enough she was still alone. There is a second part of our building where other workers are located. They don't come to our section very often, but it happens. So I was very nervous about someone catching me showing her. I was also nervous about showing her. I got my nerve up and stepped into an area of her office where I would remain unseen by anyone walking past. I told her that I had to get this over with before I lost my nerve and to come over where she could see me. I unzipped my pants and opened the fly, revealing my blue bikini briefs underwear. She walked around to where I was and finally to a spot where she could see what I had done. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would fly out of my chest. I watched as a small smile formed on her mouth. Her lips were so inviting I just wanted to grab her and kiss her. She stepped in close to me, looking at my groin. She reached her hand out and brushed her fingers very lightly over my shaft as it continued to harden. As her fingers danced across me she said "Mmmm. Nice." She then smiled at me, turned and walked back to her desk. I was amazed! This beauty just touched me and showed pleasure in it. I had to kiss her now. I closed my zipper back and stepped out into her office. I grabbed a pack of sweetener and stepped back over where I could not be seen by anyone outside her office. "Come here." I said as I opened the little pink packet. She walked toward me and stopped about 2 feet away from me. The sexual tension was heavy, and I could tell she was as turned on as I was. I poured some of the sweet powder onto my finger and held it up. I looked at her and she stepped forward, opening her lips. I wiped the powder over my lips. She looked at me and stepped into me and began kissing me. I placed my hand on her face and my other hand on her lovely little hip. We kissed for several seconds that both seemed to last forever, and at the same time was over too quickly leaving me wanting more. She smiled at me and went back to work. I knew from that moment on that I wanted this woman more than any other woman in my life. She was the sexiest woman I had ever had anything to do with and I knew I had to have her. A few days later my desire would become reality. Her co-worker was back at work and for the past week or two since her return; my beauty and I had been sneaking off regularly to make out at work. We usually found a quiet spot where it was unlikely anyone would find us. If someone did, we could simply say we were talking about some sensitive things about work. We were making out one night, and she got a little aggressive. She grabbed me and shoved me into a wall. She did not know it then, but it drives me crazy when takes control of me like that. I love it when she makes me do what she wants and she treats me like I'm her toy, there to fill her needs. After several minutes of making out I told her that I wanted her. She said she wanted me too. I left the area we were in and stepped across the hall checking the office of a worker who only works during the day. His office was open. I went back where she was and said "Follow me." We went into the office and left the light off. We started kissing again and she reached down and started feeling my swollen shaft through my pants. She moaned and told me she needed to feel me inside her. I wear an equipment belt for my work, so I turned to take it off. I had my back to her as I removed my belt and placed it on the floor. I turned to face her. She already had her pants off and was kneeling in the chair in front of the desk. She was looking at something on the desk while she swiveled slightly in the chair, causing her ass to wave back and forth slightly. She had her forearms on the desk as she read, making her ass stick up in the air slightly. It was the most amazing sight I had ever seen. I opened my pants and she looked back over her shoulder at me and smiled. I stepped behind her and placed one hand on her hip and with the other gripped my length. I slid the head up and down her moist lips, getting myself wet, preparing to enter her. I placed my head at her opening and pushed in about an inch. I pulled back out and pushed into her again, this time going about halfway in. I pulled back and let go of my shaft and took hold of her hips with both hands. As I began to push into her again, she pushed back against me at the same time, burying me completely inside her. The feeling was delicious. I pulled back out and we spent the next few minutes having passionate sex. As I got close I tried to stop so I could wait for a few moments and resume without climaxing. I did not say anything to her and when I stopped, she pushed back against me again. That was all it took. I felt my climax build rapidly. I tightened my grip on her hips and told her "Here it comes." She told me not to finish inside her, so I pulled out. I turned from her and started running my hand up and down my shaft to finish. She turned and watched and I pumped my hand up and down my length. I caught myself in my hand so I would not leave any signs on the floor. She told me how sexy watching me do that was and then put her pants back on. She stepped out and got me some paper towels. I cleaned my hand off and we began kissing again. After a couple of minutes she left and I finished getting dressed. I stepped out and went to my office. A few minutes later I went back to her office where one of the guys was already talking to her and her co-worker. We spent the rest of the night looking at each and smiling, each knowing this was just the beginning. Workplace Desires The warm afternoon sunlight streams inside the doorway as I open the heavy metal door. I lean down and wedge the doorstopper into place before stepping outside onto the wooden deck. There is a soft wind rustling in the trees as I look around to the hills in the distance, the vision marred only some of the tall buildings of the downtown business core. I sit down on the deck, in my familiar spot and grab my cigarettes. I bring one to my lips and glance over to the industrial scrap-metal business that backs onto our work property. I scan past the trees, look past the forklift and other heavy machinery in hopes of seeing him. But, not one worker is in view. It started a few weeks ago, in the very same location. I had sat down for my morning cigarette break and I noticed him looking in my direction from where he stood over one hundred feet away. I thought nothing of it as I lit my cigarette and started to read my newspaper. Between stories, I looked up and noticed him look up from his work every so often to look at me. I smiled and secretly wondered whether he could see up my skirt from that angle. Each break I took that day, he was there. Working away, casting glances as he did. I watched him as much as he watched me. My final break of the day, as I turned to walk inside, he lifted his arm and waved at me. Laughing, I waved back. Too shy to go over and talk to him, I simply played the game. I glanced, he glanced. He waved, I waved. I smiled, and then he would smile. Whenever I went out and he would show up, he usually made a noise that would make me look up from my reading, and our flirting would begin. It continued each day until suddenly he wasn't there anymore. I still scanned each time I sat down for my cigarette, slightly disappointed he wasn't there for my pleasure. As silly as it was, our flirting across 100-feet was enjoyable, and I missed it. Not seeing him again today, I strike a match and light my cigarette and the thoughts of him fill my brain. I don't even know his name, yet our rendezvous from across the yard have obviously affected me. As I inhale, my mysterious partner emerges from behind the forklift. My heart skips a beat that he is there. Suddenly, I realize that he is not stopping at the stand where he keeps his beverage. He is walking towards me, smiling, slowly removing his hardhat and gloves as he does. I watch him as he walks slowly over to the bottom of the wooden fire escape where I sit. "May I come up?" He says, smiling. "Okay." I managed to stumble out. He walks up the stairs until he is level with me. He kneels on the stairs so he is at eye level with me and kisses me deeply on the lips. After a moment, our lips part, and his tongue searches for mine. When we separate, he smiles at me. "I have wanted to do that for the past three weeks." "I have been trying to get the nerve to talk to you for the past three weeks, but you disappeared." I say, surprised I can find words. "I have been around, you just couldn't see me. But I have been watching you. Each time you would lean back in the sun, when you straighten your skirt, when you bend over to get the door stop before going in. I have been watching you." He says, never breaking the eye contact we share. The thought of that sends shivers down my spine, that he was somewhere, somehow watching, undetectable by me. Before I am able to respond to him, he reaches behind my head and pulls me in closer to kiss me again. His warm lips travel from my own lips, and slowly down my neck, up to my earlobes, where I can hear his breathing become jagged, like my own. My hands follow their own path, running through his dark brown hair, slowly up and down his back, and his chest. His hands slowly stroke my bare legs under my skirt, running all the way up to the tops of my thighs. "Is there somewhere...?" He starts to say. I realize where we are sitting; anyone would be able to see us. We stand up and I take him by the hand to the small storage room, just inside the building. "We have to be quiet, as my coworker is in the office right next door." I say with a grin on my face. As soon as the door is closed and locked behind us, he runs his hand along my bottom, lacing his fingers through the top of my panties. Kneeling in front of me, he takes them off slowly, following along with his tongue. I lean back against the storage boxes for support as his tongue gently flicks and probes me, sending jolts of pleasure with each touch. He continues to probe me with his tongue, expertly and skillfully, and inserts two fingers into my already dripping pussy. His tongue moves with more pressure against my clit, while his fingers start a delicious rhythm of their own, sliding in and out, hard and fast. I feel my orgasm approaching, trying to squelch my moans as he brings me to climax. He stands up, and kisses me deeply. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue. I kiss him harder, savoring the flavor while reaching down to unzip his work pants and take his hard cock into my hand. I start to slowly rub up and down, inciting low moans from my lover. I want to take him into my mouth, to return the favor; however, he turns me around, lifting my skirt, and gently rubbing my ass as he penetrates my drenched pussy from behind. His cock inside me, he begins to rock me, grabbing me by the hips, pulling me deeper onto his cock. I can barely contain my moans, and know I won't be able to hold out much longer. The feeling of him driving his cock into me is almost too much to bear. He reaches up, underneath my cotton shirt and grabs my nipples in his hands, slowly torturing them. Without missing a beat, he reaches down with his right hand, to gently rub my clit as he pounds his cock deeper and deeper into my pussy. I feel the pleasure building within myself and know my climax will come within seconds. I bury my head in my arms to stifle the moan as his knowledgeable fingers take me to climax again, coming on his delicious cock that fills my pussy. His moans tell me that he is close to climaxing himself. He grabs my hips again, hammering me at a more frantic pace. "Fill me up, baby. I want to feel you come inside me." I moan. I feel his cock pulsating and he buries his head in my back to stifle his moan as his come fills my pussy. He slowly slides his cock back and forth into my dripping mound as the orgasmic shudders wrack his body. He leans his body completely on me as he continues to slowly slide his cock in and out of me. I hear footsteps down the hallway. "Georgia, there is a telephone call for you," says my coworker June. "Okay, I will be right there." I respond, extinguishing my cigarette in the ashtray, and taking another quick look around the yard for my fantasy lover, to no avail. My fantasies will have to wait for my next break, as I stand up and go inside the office.