The sexual tension between them was like a time bomb waiting to go off. They had been spending almost all their time together. Between working together, winding down at the end of the work day together, and talking for hours on end, the chemistry between them was unmistakable.
His voice, the way he moved, the way he would occasionally make sexual innuendos just flared her desire for him even more. She would close her eyes and imagine the touch of his lips to hers, the warmth of his hands exploring her body. She could almost feel his skin beneath her touch, feel the warmth of his breath across her neck as she slid down his chest ...
The hours passed as they worked together, she was finished with what he needed her to do for the next days work, it was time for bed. Her thoughts raced as she strode up the stairs to her bed, the possibilities that might come from their future together. A future she didn't anticipate when they'd first met. She slowly undressed, her fingers lingered on her breasts, slowly circling the nipples and feeling them respond to her touch. Her nipples became increasingly hard, standing up, erect, hardened to small pebbles of sensitivity. Her breasts feeling full, heavy, she squeezed them, reaching up to her nipples twisting them between her forefinger and thumb. The resulting rush of sensations to her core made her pussy warm and wet. Leaving her breasts, she reached to her panties, sliding them off her hips and letting them fall to her feet.
Then, parting her labia, her fingers slid into her pussy. She imagined his fingers sliding there instead. She added another finger, then 3, envisioning his cock there, spreading her tight wet pussy with his hardness. Her juices were flowing with more abandon as she massaged them along her lips and to her clit, increasing the waves of pleasure beginning to course through her. Her knees wobbled and she fell onto her bed, spreading her legs widely and using her fingers to fuck herself as she thought he would. She wanted him, she wanted to cum for him, she wanted her pussy muscles to clench his cock, to flood around him as she felt his seed shoot deep within her. Her back arched, her breathing ceasing as the climax rolled through her. Her head lifted from the pillow and crashed back down, her body convulsing and then she lay still, her limbs trembling as her breathing came in gasps.
The following day they spent working harder than they had the day before, so much was going on, and there was so much to do. She found herself stopping from time to time, watching him, thinking about her desires for him and her previous nights passion. They decided to take a break and she watched him sit and relax for a moment, he motioned her to join him. She didn't know what to say so she moved to sit by him and their conversation all but stopped. It was as though he sensed her mind was elsewhere.
"You look a little overwhelmed?
She was about to say something, but bit her tongue before the words came out of her mouth. He seemed, though, to sense her thoughts, even though they weren't expressed, and a coy smile spread across his face.
He slid closer to her as his hand slid up her thigh. She found herself parting her legs almost robotically, without her own control. The moisture gathered between her thighs now being caressed, she wanted him, there was no hiding or denying that.
Any other time, she would have shied away from such close contact with a co-worker, but he had been the source of her fantasies the previous night and the source of her desire for some time. She suddenly realized she had never responded to his question, though it seemed as though he was no longer expecting an answer, based on her unspoken responses, or lack of it, to the positioning of his fingers.
