You know how the saying goes "When the cat is away, the mice will play." Have you ever back stabbed a co-worker, peer, or EVEN your boss? Do you involve yourself in political game playing, office maneuvering, or one-upsmanship games to advance your job position? Are you secretly gunning for the boss's job? Have you setup a fellow co-worker to take an embarrassing hit? Have you positioned yourself as an expert in subject matter you know absolutely nothing about? Have you thrown a fellow co-worker under the bus to secure a promotion? Have YOU been thrown under the bus? Maybe your office place dealings are more sexual in nature.. Have you been involved in an office place fling with a co-worker behind your bosses back? Did your office place sexcapades lead you to a promotion, or ultimately get you canned? Adult Confessions is the place to share all the juicy details. Your boss will never be the wiser! ;-)

I Died After Sex And Came Back

I have a brain vein disorder and a bradycardia disorder. I had r**e on me and died and I wish I had never come back to life.

  • Teased Till The Edge

    At the age of 30 i worked as assistent manager in a shop, the daughter 21 of the manager choose me to hit on, she was the most pretty piece of girl i have ever seen, small, naughty eyes, big smile and lips as soft as air, smelled so fresh like nothing you can imagine, she teased me for 2 months, and i let her rubbing her small tits strong agains my chest while walking trough the cash counter, touching, and smiling... In these 2 month we finaly french kissed, and at the time i pushed her almost trough the wall with my pelvis, she was making me boil, i was holding back as good as i could because i was married just a year before she walked in. After almost 3 months the steam valve snapped in my head and while we kissed passionatly as the workday ended when everyone was gone and then i lifted her of her feet while our mouths still locked, i turned her in the air around in my arms and lay her body controlled on de cantine table, she losened quickly her belt buckle, and i ripped in one move her jeans and tong to her paladiums, a second later my belt swinged of and jeans and boxer fell on my knees, i spit in one hand, grabbed her hip with the other, lubed my so f*cking hard d*ck and pushed it down to her waiting small butt, my 7 inches slided in her till my b*lls in one go, i have vivid memories of being in heaven, so much pressure built up, and i still controlled this moment, i give her my life at that time there was no holding back, i smashed her animal like, and then go slowly while almost ripping her hair out, our tounges meet i wisper in her ear that i am going to c*m and i emty my aching b*lls so f*cking deep inside her small teasing body, whe let everything go, screams moans, we did more after this maybe i will write it down, if she reads it, i doubt but you where amazing.

    Kirby Can't Clean That Carpet

    So, way back in the early days of my adult-hood, when I was a sexy, barely legal to drink 21 year old, I worked for a branch of the Kirby Company in their call center. The manager had recently been fired by the owner, along with everyone else in the call center, apart from me. The owner (let's call him Dick), had all sorts of excuses for firing them, but they all boiled down to, he was paying them more than me and couldn't afford it anymore. So I figured it was only a matter of time before he fired me, but he hadn't yet, and in the meantime, I was working completely alone in an isolated office with no neighbors in the alleyway.

    We were in a cute, little small town, with a great main street, and beautiful weather, and honestly, the place wasn't that bad despite my preference for cities. And living with my brother, my rent was pretty cheap, so I had a decent amount of income in spite of my shitty job.

    About four doors down from the alleyway the Kirby office was in was the only sex shop in town. One day, during the three hour break between my morning and evening shifts, I popped in there, and I bought myself a vibrating dildo, along with some of those bullet vibes. I went a little overboard, but I hadn't had privacy in over a year, and the idea of being alone in the office was such a turn-on that I didn't really care what the repercussions were. I mean, Dick was gonna fire me anyway, so why not have some fun with it?

    So I get back into the building later on, after a nice lunch and a cup of coffee, and I grab a roll of duct tape, and step into the "managers only" restroom as soon as the sales guys' vans make it down to the end of the road, and I strip down, and tape a couple of the bullet vibes to my nipples, and press the other one against my clit, and I'm already good and wet, so I'm able to give the dildo a nice quick clean, and shove it in me. My jeans keep it in place, and I can fiddle with the twisty dial thing if I keep them unzipped, and then I go back to my phone in the dimmed back room, all wired up with the bullet remotes in my pocket.

    I've got my script memorized, and it's easy to do, and honestly, I'm a lot more cheerful while I've got my wet pussy and hard nipples buzzing away. I get about the usual amount of appointments, and end the day as usual, and it all went so well, I decided to do it again!

    So the next day I go into work, and they gave me the keys, and left first thing, so I get myself all wired up again, and I'm young, and have untreated depression at this point, so my brain is just shutting off, craving those feel good chemicals. That night I cum hard in the manager's chair, after edging all day, thinking about getting caught and gangbanged by the salesteam.

    This goes on a few days, when finally someone on the phone cuts me off mid spiel, saying, "You're no better that a fucking whore, aren't you?"

    I think I'm caught, but my c**t absolutely FLOODS. I almost moan, and before this point, no one had ever spoken to me like that, but I swallow it down, blushing as red as my hair, and reply, "I-I'm sorry, sir? What do you mean?"

    "You. You're no better than a no good, nasty slut, callin' people all hours of the day to sell your scam vacuums. Why don't you get a real job? You probably suck more than they do."

    Now, if I wasn't about to cum already, I would probably have been super insulted. No hate to sex workers, but the man MEANT to offend, and there was a part of me that was humiliated because of it. And that humiliation turned me on more than anything else I'd done up to that point. I should probably have hung up, but I had my appointment minimum for the day, and I wasn't thinking clear.

    So I said, kinda quiet, like I was afraid of someone hearing me, "I am a slut."

    Guy seemed pretty taken aback, and I thought he hung up, but then he answered, "Say that again."

    "I'm a slut."

    I hear some shuffling around on his end, and he asks, "Who else is in that office, whore?"

    I hesitate, cuz I already told him exactly where I am with the intro spiel, and I only know what city he's in, IF his area code is correct, but I'm too horny to think, so I admit that I'm working alone, not even a manager, and the owner is out of town again.

    He goes real quiet again, and eventually he tells me to strip. I ask him if I can keep the vibes, and he says yea and tells me to turn them up as high as they go, but I'm not allowed to cum until he does.

    He calls me all kinds of names, and teases me whenever I ask to cum, and makes me feel like I'm living my purpose, hearing the slapping sound of him jacking off on the other end of the line, and eventually I can't hold back anymore, and I cum hard, and loud right before he does.

    He tells me I'm slightly more useful as a fuckhole than as a salesbitch, but that I need more practice, and hangs up.

    I kept playing until I got fired a couple weeks later. I kept hoping it would happen again, but no one caught me. Including my boss. I came on every damn surface that I could in that office, and I still wish the sales team had fucked me during one of their motivational meetings.

  • An Unexpected Reception

    24 hours, it started one evening when I got off the train from the airport to downtown Oslo. The girl I asked for directions to the hotel offered to guide me the three blocks. We walked side by side and talked a bit. She was in Oslo at the conservatory, she played bassoon. Once I got booked at the hotel she walked up the three flights with me to my small room. As I unpacked and changed she sat on the bed talking up a storm. I asked if she would join me for dinner.

    She was a talker, originally from the Ukraine, lived for a while in Berlin. At no point did I get the feeling she was hustling me, she was just gregarious and talkative, and was ok with me putting my arm around her shoulder. She told me she shared a small efficiency with a girl from Somalia. When I asked if she wanted to join me overnight, she was all for it.

    Uninhibited in sex, that's really what it was. Totally uninhibited. Sex was normal, nothing weird. She slept in my arms, was open to morning sex. We had breakfast, she showed me her tiny apartment, she hung with me and walked me around downtown. At the office building where I had meetings Monday morning she said she had to go, thanked me for dinner and just like that she was gone.

    My Boss Wants Me And We Work With His Girlfriend

    I've worked for my boss for about 3 months now. I clean the offices in a building full of them. My bosses girlfriend works in one of the offices. When I first started working there I was told to wear anything I didn't mind cleaning in. Once I saw my boss I was hooked. He is 47 but looks damn sexy for that age. I'm 23 and the age gap turns me on.


    Anyway the first few days I worked he was a little bit flirty and I hinted a subtle flirt back so he continued. Except for when his girlfriend was around of course. My boss is not the whole office boss. Mine is the head maintenance and IT supervisor so I work beside him a lot when he needs help. I started to wear tight jeans and I noticed he would check me out when he thought I wasn't looking. It was so hot. I would wear thongs or sexy lingerie under my jeans and I made sure they were low rise so my sexy underwear would pop out whenever I would bend down around him. I would always find reasons to bend down so he could stare at my ass. I think he appreciated it.


    He started flirting a lot more once he started seeing I was wearing sexy panties to work. He started purposely touching my lower back and saying excuse me when he would walk by me even though there was plenty of room. He started making comments about how he couldn't believe I had a child 6 months prior because I looked so good. He made my panties so wet. He would get really close to me when he was talking and even started rubbing my shoulders. Knowing his girlfriend could walk around the corner any minute was so hot. She was always leaving her office to look for him for a talk and smoke.

    I started feeling the urge to up the risk so I started wearing shirts with low plunge necklines or I would wear white t-shirt with no bra. I caught him sneaking glances at my D sized boobs often. Especially when I was bent over scrubbing the floor and stuff. Even though I've always had big boobs im only 120 pounds so most of my upper body is breast.


    A few days ago he took things to a whole new level. He came in a room I was cleaning and needed to get to the desk around me. As he went by he grabbed my ass while I was taking the trash bag out of the bin. I wanted him to take me right then and there. I got up and he said he was sorry and didn't mean too. I had a see through shirt on that day and he was clearly looking at my now hard nipples. I told him it was ok and I smiled flirty and got closer to him until my tits were touching him. He lifted up my chin and gave me a soft warm quick kiss and then he told me he was hoping the way I was dressing was for him. He slid his hand down my neck and groped my tit before he slid his hand down my side all the way to my hip. He gently scooted me aside and left.


    I think his girlfriend has caught on because she started coming around more and doesn't smile or say good morning to me anymore. She is starting to be rude. I don't care though. I love the rush I get knowing I could have her man. Tomorrow im going to try to catch him when he is in his office and sit on his lap. I hope he likes it.

  • Don't Piss Off The Cook!

    I work in a stressful environment. I work in a restaurant which is very fast paced and of course we are all over worked. The boss never keeps enough people scheduled to work and then sells a lot of stuff half priced and then complains when we can't magically do twice the work in the same amount of time for the same wage. We remind him that it was his idea to give away food for half price not ours. And of course the customers all act like we spend all our time in the kitchen jerking off. One irate customer who screamed at the top of her lungs berating the entire kitchen staff (we only make a few cents over minimum wage) for not serving her food perfectly prepared and instantaneously. This was a regular and she always complained about ridiculous things. She comes in and spends five dollars for a meal demands it be perfect and served in seconds and berates us as though we were all paid $40 and hour and served her a $500 haught cuisine meal. So my fellow five star chefs and I looked at each other and we all at once reached into our pants and underwear and stuck our fingers up our butts and smeared it all on her hamburger bun, wrapped it up and served it with a smile.

    Horny

    I am so fucking horny at work right now. I already went to the bathroom and desperately rubbed my clit to an unsatisfying climax, but I am still so wet and wanting. I hiked my panties up between my lips to try to feel something.

    I keep rocking just slightly in my chair to try to get some friction. All I can think about is how aroused I am. I’ve never felt quite like this before - not so totally out of control that I can’t reel it in. I guess this is what being a woman in her 30s is like.

    I want to be filled with cum. I just want to feel something inside of me. God help me I can’t focus on my work and I have no way to relieve the pressure

    Always At Work I Get The Urge

    I always get the urge to masturbate at work. Don’t know why. It’s actually the most private time I can get! Having a wife and 3 daughters I get no time at home to jerk off. And mine and my wife’s sex life sucks because we’re always busy with out kids in sports.

    So typically while at work I’ll use part of my lunch break to use the restroom across from my office to jerk off in. Not many use that restroom, others tend to use the one on the opposite side of the building.

    I’d jerk of in my office but it’s too risky. My door does lock but always afraid I’ll get walked in on. I have a blind over the window by the door but still afraid I’ll get caught. I’ve jerked off in there a few times but cummimg in a toilet is easier

    So typically I’ll just go in the restroom. Undo my belt and pants. Lower my pants then lower my briefs. I’ll sit on the toilet and jerk my dick. Nothing special down there, just a hairy thick almost 6 inch dick. Once I’m ready to cum I point my dick in the toilet and cum. Always keeping my heavy breathing quiet!

    Then I’ll grab some tp to wipe the cum off my dick that way I don’t stain my white briefs. I’ll squeeze out the last few drops too. Stand up, flush the toilet then pull my underwear bs k up. Adjust myself in my briefs, tuck my undershirt into my briefs. Pull my pants back up and tuck my shirt in. Then give the toilet a second flush for safety. Then I’m ready to continue my work day.

    That’s been my regular routine at work for the last 4 years. Except for about 7 weeks wgen I was 50. I had to get circumcised so couldn’t jerk off for a while.

    Only time I get sex is Sunday mornings

    Jacking Off For Coworker Again

    Another story of my past......

    As I mentioned in my earlier story I love jacking off for ladies. This one had involves our receptionist. She was slightly younger than my by 10 years, a single gal with no kids and never married. She was damn good looking a fantastic thick ass on her and easy to talk to. We chatted off on on via company messenger, and eventually our chats turned a bit naughty. Started off with some truth or dares obviously sticking to mainly truths.

    Over the months we flirted more and after one company event we had a hot make out session but due to alcohol involved I stopped it there. I did get a fantastic feel of her thick ass and small perky breasts. Back at work the truths continued but then we started exploring the Dares. My first dare was show me your bra then followed with show my your thong. I still remember her bra being a basic white with minor edge trim but her panties were black almost see through lace. She gave me a few dares like grab her ass in the kitchen, show my briefs and kiss her in my office.

    I told her one night to wear a sexy thong tomorrow and i have a great dare for her. The next day we chatted and I told her to put her panties in my desk drawer but they have to be wet. She asked what I am doing with them and I said well dare me to do something. So se dared me to jack off with them and take pictures and I replied deal. So i went about my day and was in and out of meetings then I got the text, in your top left drawer. I pulled them out and they were soaked and I was instantly hard. I texted saying I didn't think you'd do it and she said she had to take them of she was so horny thiking abotu it she mastuirbate in the bathroom and they were too wet to wear.

    I went to the bathroom with the panties in my pocket. I grabbed the end stall and popped out my semi hard cock. I smelt the panties and got a whif of her pussy odour and was instantly rock hard, i started strokgin and sucked some pussy juice out of her panties. I knew I wasn't going to last so I wrapped the panties around my cock for pictures and proceed to start jacking off with them. I knew I was going to cum quickly so I opened up her wet thong and proceed to shoot a load of cum on her panties. I took a few more pictures.

    I called her to my office (yahoo for office space), she came in I handed the panties back and slide my phone across so she can see the pictures. She blushed slightly as she looked then opened the thong and saw my load, she gave it a quick lick then stood up and put them back on under her skirt. I did manage to get a quick flash as she pulled them up and squish some of my cum over her pussy.

    We then went about our day. i did email her the pictures she emailed a few back of her wet cum soaked panties pull tight up her pussy. I sill jack of to those pics after 15 years.

    Lots more if interested

  • My Boss's Daughter

    The guy that owns the company I work for is a total twat. Big headed, aggressive, thinks he’s God g*ft to mankind and a narcissist. I hate the sight of him and his equally arrogant wife.

    Over the summer the owner brought his twenty year old daughter into the company to work. She was given a schedule of accelerated training taking her through all of the departments quickly. Imogen is a lovely girl and I’m staggered that Mr & Mrs Obnoxious could produce something as beautiful and lovely, both on the outside and inside. As I’m only five years older than her, she kind of latched onto me. I really liked her company but thought it could do my career the world of good if I dated the bosses daughter. My boss noticed the attraction and told me in no uncertain terms if I touched her I would be fired.

    I told Imogen to stay away from me. About three weeks after I started to avoid her, she grabbed me as I was leaving work, and told me that she knew what her father had said to me. She was angry that I had been treated this way and asked if we could go for a drink, our secret. We had a lovely night, even having a meal together.

    A week later I’m nailing Imogen at a local Travelodge Hotel. She was no virgin and one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. We always met in secret which made the sex more naughty and enjoyable. I really liked her, dare say even loved her towards the end.

    The reason why I’m confessing this is there was also a dark side to the relationship which I’m deeply ashamed of. Although, there was real affection between the two of us; there was also a part of me that enjoyed fucking my bastard boss’s only daughter. When I was fucking her doggystyle there was an element of aggression and hard fucking relating to who her father was. I loved the moment I came in her mouth, not just because she gave fabulous head (which she did) but also that I was using my boss’s daughter’s mouth as my personal cum bucket.

    She went on a weekend course to London and I went with her. The hotel Daddy had paid for was excellent, and the room quite high up over looking central London. I wondered what my boss would think if he knew I had made his tipsy daughter stand nude in front of the window as I turned the room light on exposing her to any pedestrian or motorists passing by, or that whilst she was exposed I came up behind her and started fingering her as she was exposed. I also wonder how mad he would be if he knew I’d made her travel back commando whilst wearing a very short denim skirt; or that a couple of truckers got an eyeful of Imogen’s pussy as I fingered her whilst she was drove. We stopped at a service station for lunch (I know we should have known better) I went to the loo and on returning I was shocked that on my approach to the table I could see Imogen’s partially exposed pussy due to the shortness of her skirt. I wonder how many men had seen my boss’s only daughter’s pussy as we ate? I also fucked her in the car park of the same service station in broad daylight; in other words I turned my boss’s only daughter into a dogger too!

    The worst point was at the end of our relationship when we were both drunk, and we did anal. It was the first time for both of us, but again there was that element of enjoyment that I was fucking my boss’s daughter up the ass. I was both ashamed of these thoughts and emotions but they also generated some brilliant sex.

    In the end the relationship fizzled out, after three months she returned to University that’s hundreds of miles away; we spoke every week for the first month and then less until neither of us contacted each other. I really enjoyed myself though, and would have loved it to become something more; however, that dark element both bothered and pleased me. On a couple of occasions my boss has been ripping into me for something and nothing; during these rants I just imagine his daughter in that hotel window, or exposed in the service station, or my cock sliding up the ass of his little princess. He even asked during one tantrum why I was smiling? If I ever leave the company I will tell him.