August 2021 (continued)

Office Sex (continued)

As more and more people head back to the office, Ellen and Paul have offered these steamy reminders that some of the hottest summer sex ever happens on the clock…

Although a risky proposition at times, sexual relations on the job have provided a wealth of erotic adventures for millions of hardworking stiffs ever since the invention of the first coffee break. Ellen V. is a sales representative operating out of Dallas, Texas.

Describing her experience, Ellen says: I'd been working at a specialty photographic supply company for about three months when I met Jesse. I'm 27, and I've always avoided dating anyone who is a co-worker. I just think it usually leads to problems. Well, one look at Jesse and I knew he might have to become the exception to my rule.

He was hired as a development supervisor. In fact, I was asked to show him around the building on his first day at work. We hit it off right away as we both have a love of traditional photography and development and he asked if I was free for lunch. I passed on his invitation, still wary about getting too close to someone I would have to work with every day.

To make a long story short, Jesse and I became good friends. And our friendship was surrounded with layers of sexual innuendo and teasing that could only result in our ending up in each other's pants.

The inevitable event took place about five weeks after Jesse had been hired. I've got to explain right here that it was the most intense sexual encounter I've ever had in my life (although we've come close to topping our first adventure from time to time).

One morning Jesse asked me to join him in the darkroom. His smile reflected in the red light of the darkroom as he placed a manila envelope in front of me. I opened the package and saw that Jesse had printed a series of 8 x 10 color prints of some of my best photographs. He had also carefully matted each shot and one was even set in a beautiful antique frame.

I was so touched by his thoughtful gift that I impulsively hugged him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. As I started to pull away, Jesse held me closer and kissed me back—but not on the cheek. As our mouths locked together, I knew the sexual tension that had been building between us was about to erupt. We made out madly as our bodies rocked together. Jesse leaned against the counter and I could feel his hard cock grinding against my crotch.

Jesse's hands slowly hiked my dress up around my waist. I went for his zipper. As his huge erection sprang through the fly of his trousers, I grabbed the shaft, gasping as I felt the warmth and stiffness of his cock.

"Jesse, make sure the door is locked because I certainly don't want to be disturbed in here."

He locked the door and flashed on the Do Not Enter sign. Then I told him to sit up on the counter while I thanked him properly for his lovely gift.

As Jesse got comfortable on the work table, I took a few seconds to get more comfortable myself. He gave a low whistle as I took off my blouse and skirt. I stood before him dressed only in my bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. He had removed his pants and shirt and was sitting totally naked on the table, his prick standing proudly at attention. The red light gave it all a lurid, otherworldly feel.

I leaned over the object of my fascination and gave it a few tentative licks. I heard Jesse groan as I lightly squeezed his balls and ran my tongue up and down the length of his beautiful cock.

Jesse had worked my tits out of my bra and was massaging my nipples. They were as hard as bullets. I felt juices from my pussy start to drip down my thigh as I started to suck the head of his cock.

Jesse's prick tasted delicious, just as I had often imagined it would. He unstrapped my bra as I devoured his massive shaft and suddenly I felt my breasts hanging free. Jesse grabbed my shoulders and pulled my face towards his chest so that his cock was nestled between my full, heaving tits. I pressed my breasts tight around his tool and watched as the head of his dick went up and down between my cleavage, appearing and disappearing.

His cock had a sort of hypnotic effect on me. Suddenly, I knew I had to have that delicious joint inside me. I told Jesse to lean back on the table and I crawled up into his lap, my legs straddling his waist. I raised my crotch over his hard-on and pulled my panties aside. Jesse rammed his buttocks forward and his cock slid quickly up into my soaking pussy. We sat still for about a minute, kissing softly and thrilling to the sensation of being locked together. We were too hot to sit still very long, however, and I started to buck up and down on Jesse's lap, moaning with pleasure as I felt his balls rub against me.

We went at it steadily for over 15 minutes and when I started to come, Jesse doubled the force of his thrusts and came right along with me.

All this happened over two months ago and we've been having regular darkroom sessions ever since.

Ellen's story could serve as an inspiration for others to take a chance on an office romance. If the romance can be consummated on company time, so much the better. Listen to the experience attorney Paul M. had while on a business trip:

I work for a large San Francisco legal firm. My boss, one of the firm's partners, is a talented lawyer named Laura. We recently had some meetings scheduled with a client in Sacramento and I volunteered to drive. Laura is the type of woman who dresses for success. I was surprised when I picked her up at her apartment to find her dressed in jeans and a tight black sweater. We had decided to drive to Sacramento late Sunday afternoon, check into a hotel and be fresh for the meeting Monday morning.

Laura took me to dinner that evening at the hotel and asked me back to her room afterwards to go over some of the points that we'd be covering with our client the next day.

When our elevator reached her floor, our bodies brushed against each other on the way out of the car. Our eyes met, then we both blushed and apologized at the same time. Although dinner had been very pleasant and relaxed, the thought of being alone with this vivacious woman in her hotel room had my fantasy brain cells working overtime. Something in Laura's look encouraged me to see if I couldn't make one of those fantasies come true.

We finished our business discussion quickly and I rose to leave. Before I could reach the door, Laura asked me to join her for a nightcap. Naturally I agreed to stay and have a Scotch with the woman who was making my blood boil. We broke into her mini bar.

"You seem a bit nervous, Paul. Why don't you let me give you a neck rub? I think you need more than a drink to help you unwind."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I mumbled something to the effect that a neck rub would be a good idea. Laura had me sit in a straight back desk chair. She started to knead my neck muscles and the touch of her warm slender fingers immediately caused a twitching in my crotch.

"Why don't you take your shirt off, Paul? I'll give you a back rub as well."

I could hardly get my shirt buttons undone. Laura laughed softly at my agitated condition. She was relishing this seduction of her nervous employee.

"Maybe you'd feel better if I took my sweater off also," she said as she lifted the tight wool garment over her head. I blushed a deep crimson as I gazed longingly at Laura's enormous chest. Her breasts were spilling over the top of a black, half cup lace brassiere. I noticed her exposed nipples were large and pink, a breathtaking contrast to her alabaster skin. Her dark, black hair hung down to her shoulders and she reached her hands behind her back and set her breasts free.

She reached over and loosened my belt. Then she unbuttoned my slacks and unzipped my fly. Her hand darted inside my boxer shorts and pulled out the prize. My cock was rigid and gloriously relieved to be in Laura's grasp. I had never seen it so huge. I glanced into the mirror and saw the hungry expression in Laura's eyes.

"Would you do me a favor, Paul?"

"Anything, Laura. Anything you want," I gasped.

"I'd love to watch you jerk off as I rub my breasts all over your body. Could you do that for me?"

"With pleasure."

I grasped my cock and started to pump it up and down, while Laura walked to the side of the chair and brushed her boobs against my arms and shoulders.

"God, Paul, I love to watch a man handle his cock. I'm getting so wet, I don't think I can stand letting you do that all by yourself."

Laura got down on her knees and pulled my pants and boxer shorts all the way off. Then she stood up and pulled her jeans and panties off so that we were both completely naked.

"Come over here, Paul. I want to feel your cock pushing in and out of my wet pussy. I hope you don't mind my frank talk. I like to be able to call a cock a cock and a pussy a pussy."

So Laura loved to talk dirty. That was fine by me and I told her how excited she was making me. She was lying in the middle of the bed, her thighs wide open and her fingers rubbing her clit. I walked slowly towards her and crawled onto the bed.

"That's it, baby, stick that hard pole up into my wet kitty. I want to feel your hot come all over my tits. Will you do that, Paul? Will you come on my tits?"

"I'll cover your big tits with come, Laura. But first let me get him wet and hot in your beautiful pussy."

I placed the head of my prick between Laura's pussy lips and pushed forward with my hips. Her quim seemed to be alive and hungry. She grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. I could feel my cock slide deep up to the hilt as my balls slapped against her asscheeks.

"Ooohh, yes, fuck me, Paul. Your dick is so big, don't stop now. Fuck me harder."

Laura was bucking her ass back and forth on my cock, so well that I just relaxed and let her fuck me. Then she squeezed my ass and I responded to her rhythms. Our bodies fed off of each other and pushed each other to the brink of coming. As soon as Laura started to climax she let out a low growl that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I kept ramming in and out of her until I couldn 't hold back a minute longer.

I quickly pulled myself from between Laura's legs and exploded all over her huge, quivering tits.

"That's good, Paul -- oh yes, baby," she crooned as she rubbed my come into her breasts and over her tongue.

We slept together that night and fucked again in the morning. Since we've been back to the office, Laura hasn't made any references to our night in Sacramento. In fact, she has resumed her professional air and no one would ever guess that we had been intimate. I was resigned to the fact that our encounter would remain a heavenly memory when a memo from Laura crossed my desk today. It said to prepare for another trip to Sacramento and asked if I could leave Saturday morning this time, in order to "bone up on some important matters before Monday's meeting." It was what I was hoping for and I'm already packed.