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An Unexpected Surprise in the Office [part 1 of 3]
By: Jules Artvan (jules@artvan.co.uk)Offices are such mixed up complicated places with so many spoken and unspoken rules. I have done pretty well in office by sticking to the general rule: offices are for working not flirting. I learned this rule the hard way as in my previous job I mixed up flirting and working and my life became too complicated to manage. I had to get out of there. I was not looking for anything to happen in the office but on that Thursday it did happen, and it was good.
I had the task of sorting through the files of my predecessor to ensure all our contracts were up-to-date.
He had been a techie in the old sense of the word: a renaissance man in all things technical with little social skill. The company had moved the web management from a small office behind the warehouse to the centre of marketing in the main open plan office, and they had employed a new team to drive their online strategy. I believe my predecessor had to be removed from the building but I do not know the details, I have thought it wise not to ask. I had been putting the task off as long as possible because I knew it meant looking through files and boxes of paper for a long time possibly without any reward, oh how wrong I was. At the end of the day I asked Delilah to help me collect the file and boxes and bring them back to our office. What a good move.
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The small office was much emptier than I thought it would be. We were efficiently putting files in boxes and boxes on the trolley we had brought when I found the pink thing. It was in the bottom of a box behind a box.At first I thought I wouldn’t open the box as it probably wasn’t ours. But I opened it and all that was in it was the pink thing. I picked it up: it felt soft and slightly exhilarating to hold it. A little like static electricity but giving only the good feeling not the shock. It fitted so snuggly in my hand that it gave the feeling like it belonged in my hand. I know how impossible that sounds but it is how I felt then and how I still feel when I hold it.
I stood up with it in my hand and brushed back onto Delilah’s breasts as she had been standing behind me. It wasn’t a big thing, just something that happens in confined spaces. But Delilah didn’t move away, maybe she didn’t have any space to move away. Something inside me said: go for it.
Instead of moving away I slowly moved my back against her breasts. For that delicious moment I didn’t know what would happen. I was so excited by the idea of doing something bad, there was nobody about, no one to walk in on us. But my slow movements on her breasts could get me fired and my CV would have sex pest on it for ever. She moved forward towards me. Oh yes, it was on!
I moved my hands back so I touched her hips and she move her hands forward to my stomach and rubbed my chest. She loosened my tie and stroked my throat with delightful irony of a garroting hand gesture. I kept the pressure back to her trying frantically to think about how to play this.
Should I turn and kiss her, should I stroke her gently, should I be aggressive and strong. Before I could make a move, before I even thought of what move to make, Delilah slipped down my body and, still from behind, unbuttoned my trousers and reached in to caress my cock. I decided to just let this happen. Delilah was taking control and I was going to enjoy it. She stroked my cock which was now hard. From when she put her hand into my trousers until after I had come my cock was continuously touching some part of her body. She lead my cock from pointing away from her to the condom which she seemed to have slipped out of a magic pocket that I had not seen in her tight skirt suit. To her wet pussy as she leaned back on the empty desk. My body shook at the electricity coursed through my blood as my cock touched her pussy lips. It was so amazing as if the whole time my cock was enclosed with her was all orgasmic with an eruption as the finale.
I could feel every twitch of her muscles in her pulling me closer and deeper into her until the tightening of her orgasm pulled my orgasm from me. Both of us were out of breath and hot through the intensity of the orgasms. I held onto the condom at the base of my cock as I pulled out of her. By the time I had removed the condom and knotted it she had straitened her clothes and passed me a tissue. I’ll leave you to finish up here was all she said before she left the room and went home.
