Straight Male / 41
Playing With Her
It started the moment I walked into the work canteen, and she was walking out. About 5'2, long black hair, dressed in a skirt and heels. Oh man I'm gonna get in trouble. I might have even said this out loud to myself as she paused and walked past me.
We sat on opposite sides of the office, out of sight of each other. Over the weeks and months, we texted on Skype. Rarely did we chat in person as people know I'm married, and the last thing I want is to be talked about. Some days I don't even think I did any work, just spent the day chatting and flirting with her waiting for the bar to flash on my momitor that I'd received a new message.
The tension built up between us was incredible. So vivid I could touch it. For months we'd been teasing each other, talking about what we'd do to each other. Always on text. The moments I could glimpse her in the office were what I came to work for.
Christmas Eve and it's a half day. We started talking about kissing and she said if we were together she could hold out and not kiss me longer than I could. So I took the bait.
'Go upstairs. There is an empty floor in our office building. At the back is a shower room. Meet me there in ten minutes.'
I went up, into the shower room and waited. A quiet knock on the door and I pulled her in. She was wearing black tights, a dress and a pink overcoat.
I pressed her to the wall. She moved her lips forward to kiss me and I moved my head back. I put my finger to her lips and said 'no, no. I told you I would hold out longer than you.' She didn't care for the game and tried again. I turned my face and she kissed my jaw. She was annoyed, but my body was pressed against hers. 'Kiss me' she said.
I moved my mouth to her ear, and hovered at her neck. Feeling her body against me was sheer bliss. But I didn't want to cave in. I breathed her in. Pressed my erection against her, and she reciprocated, pushing against my cock.
I ran my finger tips through her hair, then teased a line down her chest. I skipped to her thigh just above the knee. I traced my fingers to the inside of her thigh slowly moving upwards. Barely inches above her knee I feel soaking wet. I'd made her pussy drip down her tights. I had never made any woman react like this before. My lips softly grazing her neck she wrapped her arms around my shoulders pulling me in against her, gripping my hair. She tried again to turn my head to kiss me. I didn't let her. Instead I looked her in the eyes as my lips were by hers. I stroked her wet tights up to her knickers. My cock was bursting against her stomach. I rubbed her pussy over her tights, feeling the wet on my hand. Her breath on my lips tickled. We stayed like that for a minute but it felt like ever.
I smiled and said 'told you I could hold out.' She was irritated yet still pressing hard against me.
Eventually I moved back and let her go. She straightened her clothes and left the shower room.
It may be the single hottest, most powerful I have ever felt.
We sat on opposite sides of the office, out of sight of each other. Over the weeks and months, we texted on Skype. Rarely did we chat in person as people know I'm married, and the last thing I want is to be talked about. Some days I don't even think I did any work, just spent the day chatting and flirting with her waiting for the bar to flash on my momitor that I'd received a new message.
The tension built up between us was incredible. So vivid I could touch it. For months we'd been teasing each other, talking about what we'd do to each other. Always on text. The moments I could glimpse her in the office were what I came to work for.
Christmas Eve and it's a half day. We started talking about kissing and she said if we were together she could hold out and not kiss me longer than I could. So I took the bait.
'Go upstairs. There is an empty floor in our office building. At the back is a shower room. Meet me there in ten minutes.'
I went up, into the shower room and waited. A quiet knock on the door and I pulled her in. She was wearing black tights, a dress and a pink overcoat.
I pressed her to the wall. She moved her lips forward to kiss me and I moved my head back. I put my finger to her lips and said 'no, no. I told you I would hold out longer than you.' She didn't care for the game and tried again. I turned my face and she kissed my jaw. She was annoyed, but my body was pressed against hers. 'Kiss me' she said.
I moved my mouth to her ear, and hovered at her neck. Feeling her body against me was sheer bliss. But I didn't want to cave in. I breathed her in. Pressed my erection against her, and she reciprocated, pushing against my cock.
I ran my finger tips through her hair, then teased a line down her chest. I skipped to her thigh just above the knee. I traced my fingers to the inside of her thigh slowly moving upwards. Barely inches above her knee I feel soaking wet. I'd made her pussy drip down her tights. I had never made any woman react like this before. My lips softly grazing her neck she wrapped her arms around my shoulders pulling me in against her, gripping my hair. She tried again to turn my head to kiss me. I didn't let her. Instead I looked her in the eyes as my lips were by hers. I stroked her wet tights up to her knickers. My cock was bursting against her stomach. I rubbed her pussy over her tights, feeling the wet on my hand. Her breath on my lips tickled. We stayed like that for a minute but it felt like ever.
I smiled and said 'told you I could hold out.' She was irritated yet still pressing hard against me.
Eventually I moved back and let her go. She straightened her clothes and left the shower room.
It may be the single hottest, most powerful I have ever felt.
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