Straight Male / 28
I work in a studio that creates catalogs for retailers of all kinds. We hire artists and writers, all young or youngish. They don't last long because they are pain in chicken feed. I had to sit and think why the hell I am still here with resumes typed and ready to go and I have reached a conclusion about it. It shocked me when I realized it. One of our best graphic artists, Vicky, is unusual and has become a "friend with benefits." I am not in love with her but we have sex in the office almost daily and I know I would miss it.
In the meantime, she is married and not happily so but the guy has money and is generous. I've seen photos of him and he's lucky to have money because he has nothing else discernible to me. I'm not jealous because Vicky is just what she calls herself, a "fuck buddy." Vicky is skinny, has one eyebrow (that I told her to trim and shape but she doesn't care). She has the cleavage of a billiard table and a flat, skinny ass. She got to me in the cafeteria where we met daily for months to share ideas, etc. Later, when she felt comfortable with me, she began to talk about sex and fucking, sucking, taking it "up the ass" etc. and after half a year she actually took on a sexual attraction I cannot describe.
We always sit in the corner table opposite the cashier. From that angle, you can see everything in the room. The cashier is so angled that she cannot see us unless she turns toward us. One lunchtime Vicky was spouting out about loving it doggy and drew back to look at my laps. She saw my erection under my pants. She knew she had snared me. When no one was around she began to jerk me through my pants and said, "Oh, nice, take it out, come on." Dizzy with lust, I unzipped and out popped my hard member. Looking around quickly she dove for it and her tongue felt like it was a fistful of fingers, massaging my cock. I was anxious about being discovered but receiving a nonpareil blowjob. I held down her frizzy hair as Vicki's mouth began to fuck me. Her mouth was like a vagina and at one point I could not give a shit if the whole office walked up to us.
Now, we fuck all over the office at odd times. The rhought of being discovered makes us both hotter.
Each day, I look at my resume, polish it up and put it back in the folder but you must know that Vicky's sucking is just part of an indescribably searing sex package. When we fuck, and we do it in dangerous places...in fact, for all we know the whole company is now in on us, it's like being in another world. Having my cock inside her is brilliant and while I am not an old whore-master with decades of experience I can tell this is unusual. The few women I have had don't even come close. She looks like a bony fuck but isn't. I just don't have the words. Once you're in you want to stay in.
No one looks at Vicky as she walks by. She knows this. I just glance at her and she sometimes catches me and smiles back. I keep telling myself, "the next job offer that comes up where there is any kind of promise I'll jump ship." I keep telling myself that. Deep inside I know I'm trapped like a rabbit in a snare. I've go to see a shrink. At this point I now realize this on line confession will do shit for me. She knows she has me by the short hairs. I have to see a shrink before this whole thing explodes.
In the meantime, she is married and not happily so but the guy has money and is generous. I've seen photos of him and he's lucky to have money because he has nothing else discernible to me. I'm not jealous because Vicky is just what she calls herself, a "fuck buddy." Vicky is skinny, has one eyebrow (that I told her to trim and shape but she doesn't care). She has the cleavage of a billiard table and a flat, skinny ass. She got to me in the cafeteria where we met daily for months to share ideas, etc. Later, when she felt comfortable with me, she began to talk about sex and fucking, sucking, taking it "up the ass" etc. and after half a year she actually took on a sexual attraction I cannot describe.
We always sit in the corner table opposite the cashier. From that angle, you can see everything in the room. The cashier is so angled that she cannot see us unless she turns toward us. One lunchtime Vicky was spouting out about loving it doggy and drew back to look at my laps. She saw my erection under my pants. She knew she had snared me. When no one was around she began to jerk me through my pants and said, "Oh, nice, take it out, come on." Dizzy with lust, I unzipped and out popped my hard member. Looking around quickly she dove for it and her tongue felt like it was a fistful of fingers, massaging my cock. I was anxious about being discovered but receiving a nonpareil blowjob. I held down her frizzy hair as Vicki's mouth began to fuck me. Her mouth was like a vagina and at one point I could not give a shit if the whole office walked up to us.
Now, we fuck all over the office at odd times. The rhought of being discovered makes us both hotter.
Each day, I look at my resume, polish it up and put it back in the folder but you must know that Vicky's sucking is just part of an indescribably searing sex package. When we fuck, and we do it in dangerous places...in fact, for all we know the whole company is now in on us, it's like being in another world. Having my cock inside her is brilliant and while I am not an old whore-master with decades of experience I can tell this is unusual. The few women I have had don't even come close. She looks like a bony fuck but isn't. I just don't have the words. Once you're in you want to stay in.
No one looks at Vicky as she walks by. She knows this. I just glance at her and she sometimes catches me and smiles back. I keep telling myself, "the next job offer that comes up where there is any kind of promise I'll jump ship." I keep telling myself that. Deep inside I know I'm trapped like a rabbit in a snare. I've go to see a shrink. At this point I now realize this on line confession will do shit for me. She knows she has me by the short hairs. I have to see a shrink before this whole thing explodes.
