I am wandering down the hall to the copy room at work. I've got some documents that I had been writing and it's a bit late. I've got to run off copies for a meeting I am having in the morning. I'm heading that way, slightly daydreaming as I go. There are still a few people around, but that's nothing unusual because there are almost always people here. I get to the copy room and set my documents up. I head over to the kitchen to grab a drink and on my way I almost run smack into one of the guys from another group.
We have only had a few words with each other in the past. Mostly jokes while we are each getting a drink from the kitchen or a few stray comments in passing, but nothing big. I was off in my own little world this evening as I rounded the corner and almost walk right into him. We both say our 'excuse me's' and continue on our way. As he continues, I look back to take a quick peek at his ass. Now my daydreams have taken a naughty turnβ¦
I get to the kitchen and already I am getting warm. I am thinking of how it would feel to just get to have him, just once even. Although if I had him once, it's quite possible I would want him again and again. I get my drink and start to head back to the copy room. I walk in just as someone else is walking out with some supplies. I check on the progress of my papers and then sit and think for a while.
I get to thinking of how long it has been since I have been with a man and how I desire for that touch. I begin to think of all the places in the building that I could conduct 'not so professional' behavior. Mmm, and I think of these things with that damn cute guy I almost knocked over in the hallway. I am immersed in these thoughts and don't even realize when someone comes into the copy room. I don't even snap out of it until I feel a strong hand planted firmly on my shoulder, the other on my hip and a body as it presses against my back.
He leans down and smells my hair as if filling himself with my scent. I can feel the hardness in his pants as he presses against me, and then he begins to speak.
"I have thought about you as you've walked through the halls and had to know if you thought about me in the same way," he says in a voice that makes me want to melt.
I turn to face him and it's the man that I had been thinking about at that moment. I can feel my face get hot as it starts to turn a few shades of red. I reply simply "Yes," as I can't really find many more words at the moment. I look up at him as he stands a good six or more inches taller than I. He is looking down at me with a smile on his face. He leans down and plants a kiss on my quivering lips. I return it, but I am a little nervous, we are at work after all.
He says, "I want you right now" and I let out a small gasp. He brings his lips down to my neck and licks lightly. He moves my shirt aside and continues to trace along the delectable flesh.
"We should not do this here," I say as his hands begin to find their way to my ass. He pushes himself harder against me and I am pressing up against the copier. He asks me what I was thinking when he walked in and I say, "Very naughty things."
"MMMM," he breathes into my ear as he begins to nibble at the lobe. His hands move under my shirt and begin undoing my bra. He is kissing me as one hand moves down between my thighs. The other hand is busy pinching one of my hard nipples and running his fingertips around it. We pull apart slightly, our tongues still playing between.
He lifts me easily and sets me to rest on top of the copier. He moves in close to occupy the space I was just standing in and presses hard against me. I can feel his cock as it tries to bust free from his pants. I look down at the bulge protruding and begin to salivate.
I begin undoing his pants as he reaches up and begins rubbing over the silky material of my panties that are covering the heat and wetness he wants. He pushes hard to find my clit beneath the material and rubs in circles over it. I moan into his neck as I reach into his boxers. I feel his hot cock in my hands and feel a fresh gush of wetness in my panties. It begins to leak through and he smiles while still rubbing, feeling the wetness as it spills from my insides. "Wet naughty girl wants something?" he asks with a smirk.