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The Girl at Work

By: crazylay



I've always been one to dodge work. I hated it. The only thing worth going for was the checks. That was until Carrie started work.

I work for a small company that deals in distribution of window treatments. Basically, I'm a driver for a poor wage. Not much happens in my job, except maybe seeing an accident or sitting in traffic. In the warehouse, there are only three employees. All of which are younger guys. Not the kind of people I want to look at everyday.

Well, a few weeks ago, the company decided that it would be best to hire someone to answer the phones. I was happy about this, since nobody took it upon themselves to do it, which always led to my ass getting chewed for something not showing up on the truck because no one would take the order.

We interviewed a lot of different people for the job. Most of them were older women who were trying to get away from their husbands during the day. But, when all seemed lost, Carrie walked through the door.

Carrie was a beautiful girl. She had brunette hair that was cut to shoulder length, sparkling green eyes, and a body that every man dreams of seeing. My boss questioned her age, only 23, but decided that he would rather have someone there who wants to work, than someone there who wanted to get away from their spouse. So, Carrie was hired.

Over the next few days, I hadn't seen her much. Usually I was in the warehouse, and on the road by the time she had to be to work. Well, about a week after she had started, my usual first delivery had called and asked if I could make my drop an hour later than normal. I agreed, and decided to sit in the office and have a cup of coffee. I was lying back in my chair slowly dozing off, when I heard the front door open. 

Carrie walked through, looking more gorgeous than I had remembered. She was wearing a tight black t-shirt, a pair of jeans that captured every curve, and a pair of black boots with a heel that seemed a little high for work shoes. She smiled at me, and asked why I hadn't left on my deliveries. After explaining the situation, she said it was good because she wanted to get to know me better. 

We started talking about normal things; what we like to do on our days off, our interests, and our relationships. Carrie told me about her boyfriend. A man who she had been on and off with over the last few years. I told her that I was single, and really hadn't had time to look for someone. She had a look of shock on her face.

"I can't believe you're single." she said.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"You aren't a bad looking man at all."

"Well it's not always about looks." "I know that. But, you seem like a good guy, too."

"I try to be. I guess I've just been unlucky with the girls I have found."

"That's too bad. It would be a waste if you didn't find someone that treats you right."

Just then, I looked at the clock and realized I was running late.

"Well I have to go. It's been real nice talking to you."

I ran to my truck, and got on the road as fast as I could. The rest of my day went pretty normal, stupid drivers and stupid people chewing my ass. Since I had started late, I hadn't made it back to the warehouse until they had already closed. I hated that. Unloading my pick-ups alone can sometimes be a pain. 

I finally finished and was going into the office to drop off my paperwork when I realized there was someone still inside. I opened the door, and couldn't believe my eyes. Carrie was sitting at her computer desk with her pants on the floor and her legs spread. She was rubbing her clit furiously as a man was pounding a girl from behind on her computer screen. Her juices leaked onto the chair, and the sweet smell of her pussy was the only aroma in the room.

When she started to cum, her legs began shaking furiously, and her screams could be heard throughout the entire building. Needless to say, I was more turned on than I ever had been in my life. As she calmed down, she opened her eyes and saw me standing in the doorway. Carrie hurried and covered her pussy with one hand while reaching for her pants with the other. Her face was as red as a coke can.

"Oh my god, I am so embarrassed!" was all she could say.

I tried to calm her down.

"Carrie, it's really okay. I know everyone does it. Sometimes you have to relieve some stress."

I don't think that was the answer she was expecting.

"I forgot that you were going to get back here late. I don't usually do that, but I accidentally clicked on the wrong website, and it got to me."

"It's really no big deal. At least you looked like you enjoyed it."

"You did, too." She said as she pointed towards the obvious bulge in my pants.

"Well of course I did! You are a gorgeous girl who was just playing with herself in front of me. How could I not?"

Carrie then stood up, finally grabbing her pants and began pulling them up. Suddenly, she stopped, turned to look at me and proceeded to push them back down.

"I think that would be rude right now, don't you?" she said.

"I'm confused. Why would it be?" was my response.

"I just had an awesome orgasm in front of you. I can definitely tell that I turned you on, and by the size of the bulge in your pants you must be aching for some kind of release." 

I was in shock. I may have seen something amazing, but I never thought that this would happen. Carrie stepped out of her pants and walked towards me. She reached out her hand and placed it on my throbbing cock.

"What about your boyfriend?" I asked.

"I could never cheat on him. But, I'm not a bitch. I can't just leave you here with this." She began rubbing up and down on my dick.

Carrie undid my fly, and then reached for my zipper, slowly pulling it down. She then proceeded to grab my jeans at the waist, and pushed them to the ground. My aching cock strained against my boxers. She began to run her finger across the fabric that was pushed out across the top of my rock solid penis. Carrie then grabbed each leg hole, and in one quick swoop, yanked my boxers to the ground.

"Holy shit, it's really big!" She said with a huge smile.

"Thanks. I don't really know that. I've never compared myself to anyone."

"Trust me, it's huge! It's really too bad that I can't fuck you. But, if I did, I think you'd tear me in two!" 

Carrie then began to explain the rules.

"I made a promise to myself that I would never cheat on anyone. But, you obviously need to cum, and it's my fault. I am still extremely horny, especially after seeing that massive dick. So, here is the deal. I will masturbate in any position that you want me to while you stroke that big thing for me. When you are ready to cum, I will help you by letting you shoot your load anywhere on my body. Cool?"

"Cool." 

Not exactly what I wanted, but better than nothing.

I had Carrie start out by sitting on the desk facing me. She spread her legs and began run her fingers through the wetness on her pussy lips as I slowly began rubbing the head of my dick. "That's so fucking hot! It barely fits in your hand!" She said as she began to rub deeper between her lips.

My pre-cum had began to roll down my head and along the shaft, lubricating the underside. Carrie immediately noticed this.

"That is so sexy! I've heard of that happening before, but I've never seen it."

Carrie began pumping her fingers inside of her wet hole as I began stroking my entire shaft, still at a slow pace. 

"How else would you like me?" She said between moans.

"How about you get off the desk, turn around, and bend over?"

Carrie did as I asked. She laid her body across the top of the desk and spread her feet on the floor. She began rubbing her hard clit, giving me the perfect view of her open pussy and tight asshole. I began stroking my cock faster, holding back any cum that was about to escape. Carrie had pulled her t-shirt over her tits, and began pinching her erect nipples with one hand and rolling her fingers from the other hand across her pink asshole.

"Mmmm. That feels so fucking good. I'm on the edge of cumming. Are you close? Do you want me to face another way?" Carrie said while dipping two fingers deep and hard into her now dripping cunt.

I began stroking hard and fast. I almost couldn't take anymore, but I didn't want it to end.

"How about you come over here and get close to me. I want to feel your body shake when you finish." I told her.

Carrie stood up, and walked towards me. Inches away from my tip, Carrie faced me and ferociously rubbed at her clit. Her pussy juice ran down her legs.

"Oh fuck, I'm so close! Are you?" She asked while whimpering.

"I'm really fucking close!" I said as my cock throbbed in my hand.

Just then, Carrie did something completely unexpected. She dropped to her knees, reached up with her free hand, and began stroking my cock hard and fast.

"Oh fuck! I can't get my hand halfway around it! That is so fucking hot! I'm going to cum!"

Carrie's hips began bucking wildly against her other hand as she let out a loud scream. Her pussy juice began pouring out of her, down her thighs, and onto the floor. She tightly gripped my bulging cock as she came. It was more than I could take. "I'm going to fucking cum!" I yelled.

"Where do you want to shoot it?" She asked.

It was too late. Rope after rope of hot semen shot out of the end of my dick, landing in her hair, across her face, across her lips, on her t-shirt, and her abdomen, which ran down to her pussy and dripped onto the floor. Some even shot behind her and landed on the desk. 

Carrie brought some cum that had rolled down to her pussy, and place it in her mouth.

"That tastes so good. That was so fucking hot. I've never had so much cum cover my body before." She said while stroking the last few drops out from the end of my softening cock.

"That was amazing. Thank you so much." I said as I flopped down in a chair.

"Don't think that will be the last time." She told me.

"Huh?"

"I told you that I would let you decide where to shoot it. I am a person of my word. You didn't get to decide that time, so, I have to make it up to you."

Carrie touched her clit one last time and let out a little moan. I don't think next time will be that far off.

The Girl at Work in a Car



Susan is a young woman I work with in a city centre firm. She is quite pretty in a girl-next-door way with brunette hair and a pretty nice figure. Not a model but easy on the eye. She had only been married less than a year so I was surprised when, upon one of our smoke breaks she said she was seething at her husband. I was not privy to her personal life but listened anyway.

"He's being a bit of a dick right now. Things had better turn around or he's going to be in trouble."

Since she didn't specify what 'being a dick' was, I refrained from asking, just gave her a sympatric look and let her carry on with her vent. Besides, it was summer around lunch time and there were lots of young, attractive, office work type girls walking around and it was nice to be outside for a bit. 

She took a deep drag on her ciggy and still looked steamed about something.

"um, ... is there anything I can do?" I asked.

"No, just keep being my friend."

I laughed, "Oh that will be easy."

On the lift on the way back up she reached out and touched my arm quickly. "Thanks for letting me vent back there, I can't really talk about anything at home, Dave is just so pissy all the time now." She was looking up at the floor numbers as they ticked by and I took a quick peep down her cleavage. I wonder if girls know you are doing that...

Nothing much changed over the next few weeks, just taking ciggy breaks together and chatting in the canteen sometimes. She began to open up a bit more and was a little more flirty when we were alone together, but nothing untoward. 

"Dave's being having some problems at work and has started drinking heavily." she said one day, gazing off into the middle ground, a fixed expression on her face that did not bode well for Dave at all. I think she just liked some nice male attention and somebody to talk to at that point. 

Fast forward a few weeks and most of us are out for a happy hour across the road at a nice pub we all go to. Most of the staff recognize us at least and we get nice service. After a few beers and snacks we walked back to our car park to go home. 

"Step in for a minute so we can chat." she said. 

"Ok." says I a little surprised. Once inside her car she broke down and said she couldn't do it anymore and she was leaving her hubby.

"I'm not surprised really but that is going to be a big step."

"I know, but I don't know what else to do, things are not going to change and I've had enough. Some of my girlfriends know what is going on and they say the same thing." she sobbed. I still had no idea why she was telling me this. 

She put her arms around my neck as she was sobbing, so I gave her a cuddle. Then she looked up at me and kissed me full on the mouth.

"I want to thank you for being so nice to me for all this time." and then pulled my hand onto her left breast. Through the summer dress and silky bra it did not take much imagination as to what was under it. 

I was a little shocked still, but still a red-blooded male at the same time. With a cute girl who was openly willing to play and about to dump her hubby anyway, I kissed her back and gave her boob a squeeze and fondle. 

"Mmmmm..." she moaned into my mouth as she slipped her tounge into mine. Her body responding like it had not been touched for a long time and she had a need. Turns out that was the fact, hubby had been failing in the department as well.

I rubbed her breasts through her dress and bra and pinched her nipples until they were hard.

"Oh babe, that feels good, don't stop." Our making out continued as I slid a hand down her side and along her thigh. 

"Mmmmm ... Keep that hand moving." Sliding my hand further up her thigh until it met her panty line. 

"Try this" she moaned and spread her legs a little further apart. Her dress was up to her crotch by now anyway and her knickers were showing. 

I slide my fingers against her mound.

"Man, your wet and damp down there."

"I know, I'm feeling really bad right now, like I need something, but not with my husband tonight."

"Something like this perhaps?" as I slide a finger along her slit and inside her, just fingertip deep and moving it in little circles.

"Oh yes, like that. I'm not looking to get married again, I just want some fun so I can think about it later, after I dump that man." she panted, opening her thighs a little more.

Susan reached over and cusped my bulge in her hand, finding the shaft and slowly stroking it up and down. "Do you mind?" she purred. 

"Oh heck no." I replied, kissing the top of her head.

She replied by unbuttoning her top and pulling it aside, her bra covered tits were encased in frilly lace and smooth silk. I removed my hand from her knickers and took her boob into my mouth, latching my lips on a nipple and sucking and biting down a little. 

Susan pulled my face up from her boob and kissed me fully on the lips, her hand still stroking me.

"I want to see and taste it." she said, pulling down my zipper and unbuttoning my trousers. 

Lifting my hips to ease her pulling them off and dropping them to the floor. She had her hand around my shaft and quickly lowered her mouth to its head. Sucking it inside her warm wet mouth was a great sensation.

After a couple of strokes she pulled away and said something that floored me. "This is only the third cock I have seen, and the first strange one in seven year, thank goodness it is bigger than my husbands, he is only 4 inches." before dropping her head again to my waist. My fairly average 6" felt pretty good right now.

THIRD! THIRD! My inner voice said. She was a nice looking woman and I just guessed she had seen one or two in high school, plus some more in college as a given, but THIRD! What the heck had she been doing with her life??? I wondered briefly who was the first but dismissed that as none of my business. The second was her hubbies, and mine, the one she was sucking on, the third. I looked down on her brunette hair and is bobbed up and down and thought, 'Oh babe, you need to get out more.'

Susan moved over the car seat to place herself over me. She grabbed my cock and pointed it straight up to her hole. She pushed it back and forth upon her lips before sliding it down straight up inside her. OMG, it felt so good. I pinged off her bra and she did that thing where she can take it off under her top and tossed it onto the dashboard. Her tits were now open to view under her summer dress and I clamped a mouth onto her nipple. 

"Oh God, keep doing that!" she panted as I was inside her. 

THIRD! That was ridiculous! 

"Oh God please be clean, I know I am." as she ground down.

"I'm clean, are you on the pill?" I said.

"Yes to both, keep humping me, cum inside me."

THIRD! I kept thinking, and here was I, a co-worker pumping her with her tits bouncing up and down right in front of me. Christ she must have had a sheltered life, but with her grinding down on me I was not going to complain.

She was very wet and her juices were pooling underneath us by now, she was very excited by now and I could feel my own orgasm build by now. 

"Oh God, this is the badest I have ever been." she moaned. "Just finish inside me so I can go home with your cum inside me so I can smile sweaty at my hubby across the table knowing what I have done."

"Ok, fair deal." I said.

"Hold on tight." I said as I clasped her hips and blew a load inside her with no apology.

"Fuck, I can feel it inside me right now. It's probably going to dribble out of me soon, shit."

I knew that it would be dribbling out of her, so handed back her panties so she could either put them back on or leave them off. She put them back on knowing they would soak through by the time she got home.

"Do you want to do it again?" I asked.

"Oh sure." was the response as she gathered herself together.

*** The End ***