Co-Worker Lust, a short story by collegegal. Date added: 2012-06-20. Times viewed: 9290.
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- Intro: Bad relationships are even harder when you lust over your co-worker being inside of you.
Being in a bad relationship can be hard – especially when you want your co-worker inside of you so bad.
After three months of working 5 feet away from the shy and quiet Jacob, I knew the level of my lust was finally getting the best of me. I fantasized as usual today when he came into work after playing soccer [his favorite hobby]. His lean body never looked better. He was so tall, with jet black wavy hair, with eyes that were just as dark and charming. Most days consisted of us occasionally showing each other funny pictures or videos on the web. But today, I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about how bad I wanted him.
I was always looking for any sign or gesture that he wanted me, too. Unfortunately, Jacob was painfully shy to be so painfully handsome. It was as if he had never realized how sexy and desirable he was. Occasionally I would childishly flirt with him [write silly messages on his post-it notes] just to get the same timid smile. It was driving me crazy! What was he really thinking!? I thought to myself, “If he would give me one hint, I would be on his lap, right here – right now.” I laughed to myself because only one time did Jacob ever make me feel like there may have been some desire he was hiding, too. A couple of weeks ago, Jacob called his girlfriend and told her he didn’t really have time to take his lunch break. Immediately after talking to her on the phone, he left to pick up some lunch, came back, and ate with me at work. I couldn’t help but imagine why he wanted to spend his lunch break with me instead.
Such a small gesture, and I was begging for more. I couldn’t resist thinking about him. I imagined so many scenarios of ways to have sex with him. I loved the thought of blindfolding and handcuffing him to a bed, so that he would never know it was me. I imagined how he would be terrified at first until I started touching his cock. I would gently massage him with my warm tongue, feeling every ridge. I’d slowly lick the head, making him grow hard inside of my mouth and tasting his pre-cum. He would start to moan and push himself deeper into my throat, dying to release his hands and grab my hair. I could feel his body thrusting into mine. He wanted to feel more, and I wanted every inch of him inside me.
I instantly jumped as the phone rang, pulling me back to reality. I imagined erotic thoughts before, but this fantasy was so intense that as I hung up the phone, I realized I was completely aroused. I could feel how wet my panties were as I adjusted myself in my chair. “Oh, my God. This feels so good. I want to come so bad it hurts,” I thought as I could feel my pussy grinding slowly on the chair. I knew there was no way I could wait until I got home to pleasure myself. I knew it was risky, but I decided the only way I could make it through work would be to go pleasure myself in the bathroom.
As I looked up, Jacob was intently looking at me. I gasped because I knew he could see how aroused I was. He smiled at me, not with the usual timid smile, but with a very intent desire. I smiled back, knowing I was busted. I got up from my chair to walk towards the private bathroom. When I walked past Jacob, I noticed he had a hard bulge in his pants. Seeing him aroused almost made my knees tremble. I would do anything right now to feel that.
I stood in the bathroom for only a moment waiting on him to follow. He walked inside with the same confident grin on his face, and locked the door behind him. He whispered, “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.” He picked me up, sat me on the counter, and started to passionately kiss my neck. I slowly slid my hand down the front of his pants, finally feeling his huge, hard cock. It was so warm and much bigger than I have ever felt before. He pulled down his pants and pushed my skirt up around my waist. He squeezed my inner thighs, pulled down my soaked panties, and began licking up and down, then eventually deep inside me. My body was shaking as I felt his wet tongue tasting me. I needed more. “Fuck me.” Almost as soon as those words left my mouth, he stood up, pulled me to the edge of the counter, and put the head of his cock inside me. The head alone was so much bigger than his tongue that my body adjusted to his size. He pushed his way in and out, giving me another inch every time. He soon was completely inside, pushing faster. I knew I was about to come, and my moans got louder. I could feel his cock getting tighter and harder. I tightened up as I started to come, trying to muffle my scream. After he felt me tighten around him, he could control it any longer either and burst so much hot cum deep inside of me. His grip on my back squeezed harder as his cock continued to pump in me. I have never felt so much cum inside of me. My pussy was shaking with sensitivity as I felt his cock slowly soften inside of me. He pulled out of me, and warm, sticky cum poured out with it. I leaned back against the mirror on the counter to catch my breath.
He looked up at me and smiled again. “Totally worth the wait,” he said.
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