after hours

[blushingsilence]

I have a hard time focusing on my work with you overseeing my section. I choose my work dresses so I can go panty-less and feel my moisture gather through out the day, I'm hoping for an opportunity to "accidentally" splay my legs in the break room to give you a peak of how I really feel about you...

 

[Kit_Cartaii]

I have a hard time focusing on my work with you overseeing my section. I choose my work dresses so I can go panty-less and feel my moisture gather through out the day, I'm hoping for an opportunity to "accidentally" splay my legs in the break room to give you a peak of how I really feel about you...

I do my best to oversee your work, but damn it's hard sometimes. I get small snippets of you every now and then when I look over your shoulder. A nice view of your breasts, every once in a while I get to see a nipple, but all this happening just makes me feel like a pervert. I know I have feelings towards you, but every time I go near you my feelings go straight for my tool and I wind up walking away so you don't see what I really want you to see.

 

[blushingsilence]

Newly single, I'm not sure how this game goes anymore, and as my manager you're strictly off-limits. Of course that makes you more tempting. Days pass and my passes get more and more frequent; your training position keeps us in close proximity. I make subtle innuendos, biting my lower lip. I go home on my lunch break and barely make it in the door before my hand is up my skirt, plunging into my wet depths. I picture your hands on my tits, pinching the hard nipples. I collect myself for a few more hours so I can keep my instincts from taking over. When we linger in the break room I think I'll explode with desire

 

[Kit_Cartaii]

Our two lunch breaks are a mere ten minute apart. Though my usual habit was to eat lunch in my office I decided that today I would go eat lunch in the break room with you. I was sure that if I stayed by myself then images of you would coat my mind and I would find myself rubbing my tool until I came and I was getting sick of cleaning up my chair and changing my pants. I couldn't help it though. Even with the position I held in the office I still couldn't help, but fantasize about you.

If half of my private fantasies were broadcasted I would be fired right away so I did my best not to. Get into a situation that could be bad, but every single time I saw you I would feel the blood rush through my body, setting my heart and face on fire. I walked into the break room and plopped down, not noticing your presence right away as I started to get my lunch ready.

"What's that smell?" I mumbled noticing the scent of your arousal.