It was another boring Sunday night on the help desk at work. Not too many calls come in on Sundays. Not many people work Sunday nights.
So being the new employee they figured it would be a good night to have me work. Just a few calls. I could get my feet wet and there'd be someone to help me out if I was stuck. One problem. It was REALLY quiet tonight. No calls at all. I'd read my training materials. I'd surfed until my eyes are sore. I needed some human company.
I got up. Stretched. Took my headset off and decided to visit the cube next door and become acquainted with my co-worker. Yeah, I saw him when I came in. Definitely wanted to get to know him better.
I knocked on the edge of his cube, announcing my presence. "Hi, there!" "Just thought I'd stop by and get acquainted."
He looked up from his surfing and a big smile crossed his face. "Hello there yourself." "Why don't you come into my humble abode and sit a while?"
"Don't mind if I do," I said as I went and sat on the edge of his desk. His eyes immediately followed my movement, focusing on the hem of my short skirt, which was being made even shorter by sitting down. I briefly wondered if he could see anything. I hoped so. I wanted him to get the wrong idea.
"So to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" he asked.
"I need some company this evening." "I'd like it to be you."
I slipped off the desktop and moved around behind him. "How about a nice shoulder massage?" I asked. Without waiting for an answer, I moved in close and start massaging his shoulders. I just love the feel of a man's shoulders. My breasts were rubbing against the back of his head. My nipples hardening, as I started getting into it.
I slowly started massaging down the front of his shirt. "You don't mind do you?", I asked. I don't want you filing a harassment complaint against me."
"Oh, I don't mind at all," he replied. "Anything you'd like to do is just fine with me."
"Anything?"
"Yes, anything."
"Excellent," I thought to myself. Tonight looked like it wouldn't be boring after all. I worked my hands down the front of his shirt, searching for his nipples. Success! Now I started to play with them. My middle finger rolled his manly nubs, making them stiffer. I gave them a gentle pinch and was rewarded with a barely audible moan. I leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Do you like that?" "If you unbutton your shirt a bit, I could more easily reach them."
His hands quickly moved to unbutton his shirt, exposing his chest to my view. I leaned over and begin playing with his nipples again. Relishing the feel of his warm skin under my fingers.
Movement. His hands reached up, one on each side, searching for my breasts. Only his fingertips were able to touch them in this position. "Mmmmm." "That feels good," I whispered, as I felt my nipples begin to ache.
I stopped what I was doing and spun his chair around so that he was now facing me.
I straddled his lap. I felt the beginnings of a bulge in his pants as I sat down. My skirt had ridden so far up he could see I wasn't wearing any underwear. My fragrance evident, as I'd been getting wetter by the moment. Reaching up, I undid just the top buttons on my blouse, exposing my breasts, the nipples hard and aching to be sucked.
"Your turn," I said, as I pulled each nipple and then let go. My breasts bouncing in front of his face when released.
He leaned over and placed his mouth over my left nipple. His left hand went up to palm the other breast. Playing with it. Kneading it. Rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I could feel his tongue flicking the nipple of my other breast. Encouraging it to get harder. He sucked on it. I moaned softly. His bulge was getting bigger. I started to grind my pelvis against his. We were both really getting into this when suddenly...
