The next day at work was a Friday. I was in early, working at my desk when Courtney appeared in my doorway.
"Morning! Want to work on that report?" she asked, bubbly as ever.
She was wearing a light grey cardigan with white stripes, with a thin scarf covering her chest. She wore the flirty black skirt I liked, showing off her stocking-clad legs.
"Yeah, sure. Wheel that chair over and we'll get started."
We began working at the breakout table in my office, making good progress on the report.
"It's a bit warm in here, don't you find?" said Courtney.
"A little maybe," I offered unhelpfully, finding it neither cold nor warm.
Courtney unwound her scarf from her neck and tossed her hair. That's when I noticed the top she was wearing under her cardigan. It was a matching grey cotton top with a plunging neckline.
It was the first time Courtney had worn clothing that blatantly showed off her assets. Her breasts bulged over the neckline of her top, pushed up and out by what must have been a strong and supportive bra. Her cleavage began high on her chest and continued tantilisingly down her top. I could even see the point where the top of her bra ended, Courtney's pillowy tits bulging over the edge as if trying to escape of their own will. I felt blood rush into my cock.
"Mmmm, that's better," she said, catching me eyeing her exposed cleavage.
I squirmed in my seat and tried hard not to stare openly at her marvelous bust. We continued to work, Courtney inching her chair closer to mine, occasionally touching my arm. She leaned over a few times, resting her tits on the desk, causing them to bulge even more out of her top. She watched me carefully, knowingly, catching me sneaking glances at her voluptuous breasts. Rather than become annoyed or offended, she simply smiled and continued working as if nothing had happened.
"I'm still finding it warm in here," she said later that afternoon.
She removed her cardigan slowly, facing me as she pulled it behind her back, her tits threatening to burst out of her top. She placed it on the back of her chair and looked at me again as I consciously looked away, knowing I would be caught if I faced her. She moved her chair directly beside mine to continue our work. I shamelessly eyed her bosom, gazing down her top, mesmerised by her bulging boobs, growing excited by the dirty thoughts that raced through my preoccupied mind.
After working into the afternoon, during most of which I attempted unsuccessfully to conceal a raging hard on, Courtney stood up to retrieve a file from a cabinet. When she turned back and caught me ogling her breasts, she smiled and put the folder down. She then bent at the waist, looking me in the eyes and swiveled my chair to face her.
She leaned over to me, making sure I had a perfect view of her colossal tits, reached down and gripped my cock through my trousers, which was not difficult since I had a massive erection.
She put her mouth just above my ear and whispered, "I know it was you."
She squeezed my cock and breathed into my ear as I shivered.
"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked.
Again, she squeezed my cock through my trousers.
"My massage. I know it was you. Shooting your cum on my naked body."
She brought her breasts to within an inch of my face.
"I, uh... I don't--"
"--Yes you do. You jerked off on me and you watched Rachel and me have lesbian sex," said Courtney, looking down at me accusingly.
I breathed on her cleavage, not sure what to do. She slowly and deliberately rubbed my shaft, my cock growing harder.
"Well... then you also know that I know it was you giving me that amazing tit fuck. That it was you who sucked my cock. That it was you who willingly took my load on her tits."
"Yes. I know," she replied, then softly and sensuously, "... and I loved it."
I moved my head forward and touched my lips to the soft, fragrant flesh of Courtney's left breast.
A knock at the door broke the silence, and Courtney backed up quickly. I spun in my chair so that the desk hid my boner. The door opened, and Natalie stepped in. She was wearing a tight black blouse, open halfway to expose her deep cleavage.
"Quitting time you two! We're going to the pub for drinks."
Courtney picked up her scarf and sweater and a few files from the desk.
"Oh wonderful! I've got to meet Gavin outside, but I'll bring him along."
She skipped out without looking back. Nat shut the door quietly and sat beside me, swiveling my chair as Courtney had done and looking at my groin.
"Nice boner. It wouldn't have anything to do with Miss Titanic-tits, would it?" Nat giggled as she leaned forward to gently stroke me through my trousers.
"Absolutely. Man, she was teasing me like crazy today."
"That's the most skin she's shown of those fun-bags since she started here. I think you may be making some progress. I have to admit, I'm a little jealous," said Nat, pouting.
I leaned forward and cupped Nat's tits, squeezing them affectionately.
"Aw Nat, you know I'll never get tired of you. You're way too sexy and way too much fun."
I kissed her on the mouth as I felt up her tits. Her hands became busy with my belt. Another knock at the door. We made ourselves decent.
"Yep, come in," I said.
Courtney opened the door. She had put her cardigan and scarf back on.
"All set. Let's go you two!" she bubbled.
We had no choice but to postpone our lovemaking to follow Courtney outside.
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The pub was fun, but relatively uneventful. I was not drinking much, and Courtney was spending much of her time with her unattractive and boring boyfriend Gavin. I flirted with Carmen, Nat, Sarah, and Alice, before I decided to head home.
"I think I'll call it a night. If I want to catch public transport I'll have to leave soon," I said to the group consisting of Courtney, Gavin, Nat, Mike, and Sarah.
