by Sasha McLean
“Gulp… ummmmm… not sure how to respond to that, you just made my entire body shudder with that comment. Okay have to get a hold of myself, working and all.”
I was thrilled with his reaction, but crap he was working and I had to get to my office too, no fair. “I’ll let you get back to your other lattes then, maybe I’ll hear from you later?”
“Most definitely! Enjoy your day beautiful.”
“You too.” Beautiful! He called me beautiful? I wanted to ask if that’s what he really meant but knew that would look stupid. I practically ran the rest of the way to the office. I couldn’t wait to share with Rene.
“Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm…. Girl you look hot! You have a date with Cinnamon Latte this morning or somethin’?”
“Something like that maybe” I said as I walked past Rene into my office with a confident grin, knowing she would be right on my heels.
“Whoa whoa whoa, what do you ‘Somethin’ like that’? Don’t you walk away droppin’ a bomb like that.”
I shared with Rene my morning and how my plan didn’t at all work out like any of the hundred scenarios I had thought out in advance. Of course I thought it was better than anything I could have come up with. “Anyway, now I’ve got to get some work done, and I’ll wait for him to message me.”
“No you’re not!”
“No really Rene I’ve got tons of work to do…”
“Not work fool! You’re not waiting for him, you gotta’ keep this goin’, send him somethin’ to get his blood flowin’… somethin’ hot!”
“Rene!!! I’m not sending him some random sex message…”
“No that’s not what I’m sayin’… You gotta’ flirt, send him somthin’ that’s gonna’ make him think about you all day.”
“I already did… I told him the cinnamon made my lips all tingly…”
“Ok, there you go, I’m impressed… but add something more… get him hard!”
“Rene!!!” I walked over and closed my door. “For Christ sakes, that’s not exactly professional conversation for the office!”
“Here gimme your phone, I know what to say…”
“No!”
“Seriously? You don’t trust me?”
“You left him my number on a napkin!”
“Uh huh I did… and how did that work out so far? Hand it over…” She stood there with her arm outstretched.
“Please don’t make me look like an idiot… or a skank… or…”
“Shut up, I won’t, just trust me. I guarantee this will have him hooked.” Rene was smiling a devilishly sly smile as she took my phone and started typing. “Okay let’s see what he has to say.”
“What did you write?” I asked, reaching for my phone but Rene took a step back.
“Hang on, he read it already… he’s typing…”
I stood there holding my hand out, my heart beginning to hammer in my chest. What the fuck did she write? Why did I let her? What is he saying? “Rene?” I said as I heard a message come through. Her smile grew as she read it.
“Ooooooooo girl…. What did I tell you? He’s yours…” she said as she handed me the phone.
Her message to Michael, ‘The lips I told you were tingling weren’t the ones on my mouth.’ His reply, ‘Wow!!! You just made it move… I need to see you.’ “Oh my fuck! Now what do I do???”
“Now you play.” Rene was proud of her accomplishment as she started to walk out.
“Where are you going?”
“My work here is done, it’s up to you now my little sexter.”
“Rene come on, you started this…”
“I did but if it’s still me it won’t be you, and he’ll know when you do meet him. Just don’t run off and fuck him right away… play a little. Have some fun.” She was walking out as she said this.
I went and sat down after she closed the door, rereading the message Michael sent. I knew he was probably waiting for my next message. ‘Play a little’ Rene had said. “Sorry I’m working.”
He replied instantly “My break is at 11:30 are you close?”
“I am but I can’t leave… and what makes you so sure I want to?”
“Well I guess I don’t :( but I’m hoping after saying that you’re as excited as I am.”
“Excited? What do you mean excited?”
“What do I mean? I’m hard now, you not only made it move but I can’t get mind off your tingling lips and what I want to do with them.”
Oh my, Michael wasn’t wasting time getting to the point. “Is that right? And just what is it you think you could do, if I gave you the chance?”
“I’d want to taste you.”
This made me tingle, I squirmed in my seat waiting as he kept writing. “I’d slide your skirt up to your waist and run my hand down the inside of your thighs gently pushing your legs apart.”
“I am at work you know, aren’t you? I’m sure you’ve got customers who aren’t appreciating you standing there on your phone.”
“Oh I had to make a quick trip to the bathroom, I couldn’t stand there where everyone could see how hard u made me. Now I can rub my cock in private.”
Now it was my turn to gulp, I couldn’t believe how excited I was getting him just talking, well texting. It was exciting, I felt like someone else, and could feel myself getting wet thinking about Michael holding his hard cock thinking about doing things to me. “I want to see it.” Holy fuck, what did I just do? He’s gonna’ think I’m nuts!
“Seriously?”
Too late now. “Yup, I don’t believe you’re doing what you say… you’re probably on a coffee break.”
“OK, hang on, but then I need to see u!”
Shit!
“Ok are u sure?”
“You’re a chicken, I knew you weren’t doing what you said!” He was typing.
After a bit of a pause he sent it… with “Enjoy” under the pic. It was his cock! Hard, thick, shining in the light from what must be the bathroom. I couldn’t believe he actually sent it. I stared at this beautiful thing and spread my legs so I could reach down to rub my pussy through my now very wet underwear. I wouldn’t have believed how hot this was. Michel was holding his cock with one hand at the base, his balls were hairless and only a thin tuft of light brown hair around, he obviously groomed himself.
Not that I’ve studied a lot, but his hard cock looked amazing and strong, I noticed it took his whole hand to fit around the thickness of his shaft, veins popping out on the sides. The head was glistening and a slightly darker purplish color. It looked good enough to eat! His message brought me back to my senses, but only slightly. “I hope u liked that, now your turn :)”
“No way, sorry but that wasn’t a deal I made!”
“Come on, fair is fair… what happened to ‘I’ll show you mine if u show me yours?’ I need to see your hot, wet pussy…”
“How do you know I’m wet?”
“I’m hoping you’re as horny as I am right now I guess. I need to see u.”
Fuck what am I doing! I stood and shimmied my skirt up so I could get a pic. I wasn’t about to drop my drawers so I reached under and clicked a couple pics... they sucked! Not enough light. I swung my chair around so it faced the window and sat back down putting one leg up on the arm and tried again. The result with the extra light was much better this time. My panty clad pussy was barely covered and you could see wetness on either side of the lace fabric from my busy fingers earlier.
Send.
I straightened my skirt and swung back to my desk. He wasn’t replying. I felt a small surge of panic as the seconds ticked by, still nothing. Fuck! What did I do? I guess I’ll be finding another Starbucks for my morning coffee now! He’s writing something…
“U have a beautiful pussy… Sorry it took me so long, someone was banging at the door and I had to wipe my cum off the sink before I let them in.”
“Pardon?”
“I couldn’t stop when I saw ur pic, sorry, you had me so hot I couldn’t help it.”
I was smiling, I did t
his to him? “That’s ok, I’m flattered.”
“Awww… that’s so sweet! Ok sorry Beth, I need to get back, when can I see u? I REALLY need to see U! Tonight, please?”
“I’m not sure about that, I’ve got a lot going on at work right now, but maybe we can chat later?”
“For sure, but I really want to see u, think about it, let me know when and I’ll make it work.”
“We’ll chat later, and I’ll see you in the morning anyway.”
“U know that’s not what I’m talking about! Let me know?”
“I’ll check my schedule, bye Michael.”
“See ya… I hope soon…”
“Bye”
Chapter 5:
The rest of my day sucked! I couldn’t focus on work at all. I kept daydreaming about Michael’s cock. What made it worse was it was there on my phone, I must have looked at it twenty times of more. And when I did all I wanted was to have it in my hand, put my mouth around it, taste it, feel it inside my pussy. It was all I could do a couple times to stop from running out the door and finding Michael, but I stayed where I was… just after lunch I decided I had to deal with the aching between my legs somehow. I couldn’t lock my door I knew as Rene would hear it click and wonder what the hell I was doing. Instead I made my way down to the lunch room where there were three accessible single bathrooms which were hardly ever used.
I went into the last one and locked the door. Rather than hiking up my skirt I dropped them and my damp underwear to the floor. I sat on the seat and spread my legs as I brought up the picture of Michael’s hard cock. My pussy had been wet most of the morning and I wasted no time getting my fingers busy. Now wasn’t the time to enjoy the buildup, I needed some release!
My pussy ached and tingled as I rubbed my fingers around the wet lips making sure I was well lubed. I moved to my clit, lightly running my first two fingers over my engorged button. I was so turned on a few light strokes was sending over the threshold. I couldn’t control myself, hearing the moist sounds of my fingers was driving me crazy. I closed my eyes imagining it was Michael’s glistening cock, and thrust my hips into my hand as I got myself off. I was having to bite my lip to stop from moaning out loud, afraid someone would hear and know what I was doing.
My body convulsed in a powerful orgasm in no time, causing me to slump back and slow my hand. It was the hottest orgasm I had ever given myself. With my free hand I typed… “Guess what your pic just made me do?”
I felt pretty brave, and self satisfyingly naughty, walking back to my office. I hadn’t bothered putting my underwear back on as they were so damp, and the coolness on my bare pussy felt great! “What happened to you?” This was my colleague James, one of the senior partners.
“What?” I felt my face heat with the flush of embarrassment. “What do you mean?” I was mortified thinking he knew I just finished masturbating, but how could he?
“You’re neck, you’re all red and blotchy! Are you sick? It looks like a rash or something.” I held my hand up to my upper chest knowing just what James was seeing. Any time I had an orgasm, blood seemed to rush to my neck and chest area above my breasts, leaving the skin hot and blotchy looking.
“Oh she’s got something.’” This was Rene. “I noticed this morning she was catching somethin’.”
“Oh well, I hope it’s not contagious or anything.” James was holding his hand up to his mouth as if to block any germs I might be spreading. “Maybe you should work from home a couple days, til it passes…”
“No James that’s not necessary, I’m fine.”
“I’m not saying you’re not fine, but look at you, you’re obviously not taking care of yourself…”
“Oh I think she was, or is I mean…”
I shot daggers at Rene and she smiled and mockingly licked her lips behind James’ back. Seriously James, we’re starting the first session pre-interview screening this week, I need to be here.”
“Oh yes, the associate. Well, Rene is sitting in on the right? And I know she knows you… I’ll sit in and get a couple of the others to help out as well. Beth you’ve obviously been a huge asset to us or you wouldn’t be where you are now. I won’t have you burning yourself out, and it seems to me you have barely taken a day this past year or two. I insist and I won’t hear any more of it. I know you’re not due in court this week and anything you have can be managed from home.”
“James I…”
“No Beth, it’s decided. Rene will keep you up to date on our progress with the candidates… You go pack up your stuff and I don’t want to see you again until Monday… Maybe go see your doctor about that.” He was gesturing towards my neck and chest. I think I even caught his eyes drop to my exposed cleavage for an ever so brief second. “Now go…” He turned. “Rene forward me the list of candidates and their meeting times and I’ll have Roberta take care of scheduling someone to sit in with you as each of them come in, is that fine?”
“Yes James that’s great, I’ll get right on it… and you know you’re right, Beth does need to be in bed I think. Enjoy a little goin’ down time at home.”
“Er what? Oh down time yes, yes I agree she does… You keep her in line Rene.” James responded as he started to walk away.
“Thank you James!” I called out. He waved as he left without looking back. “Rene what the fuck?” I whispered harshly.
She laughed out loud as she followed me into my office. I was ticked but only a little, I would love to sleep in a couple days, work in my jammies and not worry about getting to work ahead of traffic.
“So what WERE you doin’ missy? I think I know what that ‘rash’ is from…”
“Shut up!”
“Mmmm, mmm, mmm… did you sneak out for a quickie? No? Did Cinnamon boy come here? No?” She hesitated a minute thinking… “You did it yourself didn’t you?” Rene clapped her hands as she asked the last question. “Holy shit you did! Good for you girl” My silence gave it away. “What the fuck? What made you so hot and horny to go and feed your beaver?”
“Good ol’ Rene, always to the point!”
“Oh what? What do you call it? Pettin’ the kitty? Butterin’ the biscuit? Slappin’ the lips? Flickin’ the clit?” I was glaring at her with a smile on my face. “What… hey don’t think I’ve never done it at work!”
“What really? When? Where?”
“Oh I don’t know, a bunch of times, usually after lunch with Darnell. I get him all hot, rubbing against him or somethin’, which gets me all hot, so I make a pit stop to the bathrooms next to the lunch room. Then sometimes late in the day just because…”
“Holy shit that’s where I went!”
“Oh yeah that’s where everyone goes, Betty over in Family law mentioned it to me once after seeing me all fidgity after Darnell walked me back to my desk after lunch a year or so ago. She said she saw me rub my ass into his crotch and could tell I was all horned up… She walks over and leans into my ear and says ‘When I get like that, I go feed the beaver down in the lunch room bathrooms.’ It took me a second to realize what she was sayin’ and then she winked and walked away. I sat there a couple minutes and then said fuck it and went for it.” Rene walked out leaving me standing there dumbfounded at what she was saying. She came right back carrying her saddle bag of a purse and was reaching into the bottom.
“After a while I was in there regularly so I keep this in my purse.” She brought out a smaller soft looking velvety purple cloth bag and passed it to me. “Don’t worry it’s clean.”
