Most guys here would agree that sometimes, hard ons do appear without reasons. Not that we saw something sexy, or are we fantasizing about someone we just met, our little sticks would just grow and at occasions, make our actions a little awkward. So when you girls were suddenly delayed by some excuses from guys that their legs are numb, or seemingly weird instances to prolong sitting (or perhaps hiding) behind a table, you can give them some time to recompose themselves. Please don’t bend over purposely or intentionally drop something so you can reveal your low V neck to them.
Luckily, Jimmy was at his desk when such a random erection struck him, when his mind wasn’t even on sex, there wasn’t anything he could do to calm it down, except to continue working. Claire who was sitting adjacent to him, could see every movement of his, but they were just colleagues, frequently working on projects. She was a shy girl, only speaking comfortably to people she knew. But a trait worth mentioning about her was the ability to dress up, not to kill or seduce, but to lure and tempt and drawing the lines there. Loose tops, but a modest tube would be worn inside, V-necks with a set of nice bra which would sneak out when she stretched or bent over. Everyone knew Claire as the fashionista, balanced between humility and sexiness.
A few moments later, Jimmy felt better and Claire happened to come over with a few documents for him to sign, bending down in front of his eyes. The pair of developing melons dangled loosely from the oversized bra she bought, 34C? No matter what, it did gave him a feast though. His pecker grew once again safely under the desk and he took his time to settle what she came over for, thanking him with a smile. Suddenly her panties became so much more visible under that tight high waist skirt in his lusty eyes. Once she sat down, his eyes traced her beautiful legs from her feet, to the firm thighs that extends into her bottoms.
Boss (shouting): ‘Jimmy! Are you there?!’
Jimmy (shouting): ‘Yes!’
His huge erection was quite distracting as he stood up so his boss could see him. Claire had no choice but noticed. It was obvious under his thin shorts, which Jimmy always worked in as he jogged to work as a routine, plus there’s no requirement to dress nice as an IT support. Quickly sitting down and piling files on his lap, he returned to his screen with awkwardness to the max. Ruining her impression of him was the last thing he wanted, since getting into her panties was part of his fantasy, now it seemed even further.
Claire wasn’t an emotionless or unreasonable person by nature, she understood men to a small extent. And on top of that, her private moments with herself were quite frequent, running those thoughts of imaginary close intimacy, pictured from the videos and images on porn sites. That huge bulge she just saw, had unintentionally awakened something in her. Though her body was still physically on the job, one part of her had started work too, moisturising between the slices of pinkness. As the hours passed, more and more droplets were being soaked up by her panties and by then her mind was already ‘off’ work.
As usual, she would be the last one to leave and Jimmy slipped away quietly before she planned anything to stop him. After everyone left, Claire texted Jimmy to come back for a document she missed earlier. Benefits of owning a car? Private spaces and faster transport. The journey back to the office was a quick one, since everyone was heading out of town for home. he had left his car at the office as he alternated between jogging and driving to work.
Claire took the papers to his desk and waited till he finished signing. Holding his hands, she had never imagined to have such a question exit her mouth.
Jimmy: ‘You alright, Claire?’
Claire: ‘I.. want to.. I want you to have me.. ‘
Her eyes never met his when she spoke, to confused with the millions of replies he could give, and this time, Jimmy nailed it. He stood up and held her chin towards him, placing his lips lightly on hers, Claire’s mind refreshed itself – with nothing. Her tongue followed nature’s intention and met his, swiping left and right, darting in and out and exchanging saliva.
His hands roamed up her waist and untucked her sleeved shirt from the high waist skirt, his fingers were tracing her skirt for the panties he thought he saw, but there was nothing apart of her fleshy ass. Sliding up her shirt, it was the lack of bra that surprised Jimmy, a lady like Claire could be so.. fearless. His fingers pinched her nipples and slowly twisted them. Tuning her moans as he liked while enjoying the peace and freedom of the empty office. Her hands started in the opposite direction – downwards. She reached his shorts soon and then dragged his elastic waistband down with her hands. Preparing to dig into another pair of clothing, she got a pleasant surprise too. He wasn’t wearing any underwear.
Jimmy’s cock shot out from the pants and poked uncomfortably at her skirt, which meant progress at the same time. *zipppp.. * Her skirt came loose and she slid it off her hips. The sight of Claire in just a long white top couldn’t be more beautiful, while in front of her was the man she asked to own her, in just his unbuttoned top and no pants.
She wrapped her legs around him and Jimmy had to stop her from pushing him in, as it wasn’t really time yet. There was still work to be done on her. Lowering himself to her pussy, he held her legs on his shoulders as his mouth closed in on the oyster, home of the pearl. His tongue flicked her clit in short quick motion, and in seconds of triggering her weakness, a steady stream of liquid flowed down from her slit and he licked it out without second thoughts.
Pushing him an arm’s length backward after the intense orgasm, Claire got off the table and knelt before him like his slave, lowering his cock down so her mouth could reach, and even more so it was angled correctly to go deep down her throat. With her hands around Jimmy’s butt, she found the support and then started to pull herself towards him, engulfing his dick down into the deep unknowns. It was definitely the best sensations he felt to date, to go balls deep that her lips touch his testicles and warmed by her dripping saliva. To have a woman serve him with her heart was his honour, and he wasn’t going to leave her unsatisfied. After a few minutes of head, he helped Claire onto to the table once again.
Sitting her at the edge, her legs once again went around him, and held him firm while he guided his submarine to the dock, creating the perfect fit they both knew even couples made in heavens might not enjoy. With a gentle pull, his dick pushed into whatever unfilled pussy and she moaned softly at the stimulation of the sensory nerves along her vaginal walls. And coupled with a hard thrust, a sensitive spot in her was discovered for the first time, that it immediately gave her an orgasm she thought she would faint from. Jimmy felt it too, the indescribable feeling of pleasure overwhelmed to an aching pleasure.
Juices flowed unrestrictedly down his thighs and the pounding resumed, his dick kept up with the love making paired with kisses that were reserved for long lost lovers. When he found out about her secret spot, his angle of thrust remained the same and only varied the strengths of thrusts, which would make Claire beg for deeper ones and a screaming ‘no’ to the deepest ones. An average of one orgasm per two minutes was her record for being fucked senseless, until it got to a point her mind gave up and kept climaxing non-stop till she had to lay on the cramped messy table to rest, while Jimmy continued ravaging her body for more life.
With her eyes rolling back and forth, her spirit drifted in and out of unconsciousness. Till he felt the urge to cum, Claire showed little energy left in her.
Jimmy: ‘Claire, I’m cumming soon.’
Quickly sitting up, she was ready for him and still saw his smiling face and consistent tempo. Sending her back to the table in a state of weakness, she laid on a pillow Jimmy had placed behind her head, so she could watch his hip thrust towards her to give her the gasp.
Jimmy: ‘Okay, I’ll go to the toilet to finish this. I won’t want to cum inside you.’
No way she would not let him cum alone. Wrapping her legs around him with all her might, she sat up and hugged him by the neck, while pushing him deep into her, till his hands grabbed her back tightly and went into a series of short breaths while his precious cum released into her, at the same time granting her an orgasm from shooting right at her G-spot, charging her muscles up for the milking action of her vagina, to extract every single drop of goodness right out.
Exhausted by her unexpected wave of hyperactivity, he fell on the chair and rolled a bit back while admiring her pussy, leaking smooth white cum-mixed-cream onto the carpet. It was moving on its own, presumingly trying to keep everything inside. Once Claire had recovered enough energy, she dismounted the table and went on her knees once again, to lick the half-dried remnants off his dick. Taking their time with each other, a romantic dinner and another wild round of sex at the back of his car summed up a beginning of an office lust, or will it be romance?