Continues from previous story Fun with the Temp.
Recently I shared a fun afternoon with Michaela, a new secretary with the company I work for, after she discovered that my wife and I are both exhibitionists and have an adventurous sex life. I had caught her in my office sneaking a peek at my personal lap top which I had, (foolishly) left logged on after Jules had phoned to say our latest set of photos had been posted on the site we contribute to.
To my surprise rather than be embarrassed or outraged she had questioned me at length about our love life and suggested that I show her the rest of our contributions that evening after work, which I did.
She looked at all of our photos and read some of our stories on
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, all the time
asking questions, telling me how much she would like to have sex in public and that it would turn her on even more if she was 'forced' to take part in something.
Discussing her fantasies while finding stories that matched them had led to an extremely erotic encounter, after which she said.
"If I could keep it as my own sexy little secret I would love to explore and experiment like Jules and maybe even post pictures, problem is that my guy is pretty conservative you know? I am scared someone who knows me might see them and tell him."
It was easy to reassure her saying,
"There are lots of contributions from Woman who don't want to be known, either because of a partner or their job; they just pose without the face being in shot."
I told her that the best way to approach things is to just have fun,
"If have the desire to try new things and the opportunity is there then seize the moment, be discreet, be careful and never tell anyone unless you can trust them because not everyone is as open to new things."
The evening had ended with her asking if I would take some pictures of me to post on the site right here in the office.
We agreed Friday would be best because the office shuts early and there would be no one in until the Saturday morning, giving us plenty of time.
She had jumped off her seat and hugged me, giving a playful tug on my penis as she broke away whispering "I will need some cock, if that's allowed?"
Roll on Friday was all I could think.
As things turned out I wouldn't have to wait that long.
Michaela had always shown a preference for sheer blouses matched with lacy half cut bras, drawing the eye to her breasts; however since she had been assigned as my assistant, (nothing that I had anything to do with, it was just dumb luck) she had also started to wear flirty little skirts, this morning she had shown up in an amazingly short one, the hem sitting just under the curve of her rear, when she had reached up to a high shelf for a file it had ridden up over her hips exposing her panties.
Along with her more revealing clothes came a change in attitude, she talked about
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almost every time we took a break, the stories she liked and how she wished that her boyfriend would take her roughly and talk dirty sometimes, or do it in the car, or the garden...just somewhere different to the bedroom. I asked her how she was getting away with wearing the short skirts, she laughed and told me that she would wear a long skirt over the top of it and change when she was here.
Michaela was getting to be more daring, teasing at every opportunity.
You just cannot understand how difficulty the simplest of jobs can be until you have to take a phone call from a client with your cock getting hard because the gorgeous young woman who is sitting directly in front of you flashes a wicked little grin then proceeds to spread her legs showing her panties.
She wasn't done.
I almost dropped the receiver as she sneaked a hand up her skirt and slowly slide her panties to one side exposing her pussy, she touched a finger to it flashed her dazzling smile then rubbed her finger over her bottom lip and sucked on it.
She walked over to my desk swinging her hips and whispered,
"You can look but you can't touch," then made her way out of the office.
How I finished that call I will never know, thankfully it was near the end of the day otherwise I might have been tempted to go into the toilets and jerk off.
As it was I needed a breath of air as I made my way along the main corridor I spied Michaela in one of the copy rooms.
Most desks have a printer connected to the computer but on the odd occasion several copies of an old document are required so it makes more sense to use one of the old photo copiers which are kept in several little side room, one or two to a room.
Michaela was slightly bent over placing paper in the tray, her delicious ass moving back and forth as she hummed a tune. My cock, still semi hard from her tease started to come to full hardness as I watched her.
Sensing someone behind her she looked back over her shoulder at me and said,
"Oh, it's you, see anything you like?"
Kicking the door shut and turning the lock I stepped up behind her.
Without a word, I ran my hands over the backs of her thighs, gripped her hips and pulled her to me; she whimpered softly as my hands slide up over her sides and up cupping her breasts, I began to massage them slowly while grinding my growing member against her ass.
"What are you doing?" I felt her body tense.
I nibbled along the side of her neck.
