That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking voice. Voice said" Annnn' what what do want from me now?...LOL.. i said "who is this?&... Continue»
Last month I met with one of my female ex-collegues I used to work with and….wow! so many memories came in my mind…
First of all, you must know that, in my working place, there are very few male employees. I mean, for several years, I was the only male on the floor where my office is. Then, you must know that a lot of my female collegues (some of them being real hotties) are married women or just involved in long term relationships, VERY unsatisfied by their men, so you can imagine that, with one like me, being in my 20`s, with a nice future in front of me, for lots of them being the only one around at work (and for some of them, not only at work), I`m the man.
But enough about me and back to my story… This female ex-collegue of mine whereof I want to share a little tale to you all is a woman of my age with long, dark-blonde curly hair, big tits, great ass, long sexy legs…every man`s desire. But most of all, she always used to dress in sexy office outfits: generous cleavage, short skirts, high heels, stockings and everything…”my first sex teacher” or, more precisely, “my slutty secretary” kind of look (in fact, she really used to work as a secretary). That`s why almost everyone in the company (as you can imagine) thought about her that she is a slut. I must admit that I had the same thoughts about her. The only difference is that I had no problem about it. But the most important thing you must remember about her is that, not only that every little piece of her was screaming “sex” or fuck me”, but in time I also realised that sex and a good fuck were the only things she was thinking about (which, I must stress, I don`t think is a bad thing at all). She was (and maybe, still is) the real, authentic nympho slut. Unfortunately, her looks and appetite for sex where the only good things about her…but that`s another story.
Because of her nymphomaniac inclinations, she always used to tease me and my other male collegues: spanking our butts, “accidentally” touching our cocks, lots of indecent proposals…and more, no matter the age or looks. Just cock to be. All in all, for a working place, a real sexual harassment. But none of us was too bothered because of these little “games”, so we forgave her and none of us complained about this to the big boss. The funniest thing is that I wasn`t very interested in all that at the beginning, because I was REALLY inlove at that time and I couldn`t think about or see anyone else but HER… yes, I know, very sissy and girly for me, but again, I must say, that`s another story, not appropiate to be told here.
Back to what I wanted to share to you all…one day she totally changed her attitude about myself. She stopped all her little “games” with me. Soon after that, she started to act bitchy with me. I mean, like a real BITCH. Thinking back now, maybe this was because I didn`t pay much attention to her, the one who used to think she is the sexiest woman alive. But, because the all bad is for good in the end, that was the moment I started to pay attention to her. And, after some conflicts with her (very natural in an office entourage I think), she started again all her teasing with me. In fact, this time, she gave me special attention. She started to hug me, fawn on me, touch and caress my body (absolutely “accidentaly”, of course), especially my chest (I think she was attracted by my pectorals). This didn`t even seem to me nymphomaniac any more. I thought: “Damn! maybe she wants to leave her boyfriend and get it on with me…”
Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you that she had a boyfriend, crazy about her but always away from home, sailing around the world, leaving her, preety little thing, all alone…with other men to take care of her needs (and she had some needs!..)
Don`t want to seem again sissy and girly to you all, but the thought of having a girlfriend like her didn`t really please me. I was giving her attention now, but not that much attention. Plus, I was still inlove, still thinking only about HER…bla, bla, bla. You know how that is. And most of all, anyone of you who are reading this, straight guys, lesbians or bi, wouldn`t want in a million years a girlfriend, fiancee or wife like her. Don`t want to get in more details about that, you`ll just have to trust me.
I was relieved when I realised that she had other plans with me. At a time she increased her stake and started to rub my foot under the table, slowly, nice and smooth, higher and higher until she gently touched the head o f my cock and when she felt it, she used to rub it smoothly, like she was kind of shy but very curious to know much more about it. She used to do this kind of stuff no matter where we were and who was around (she did it even in the big bosses office and wow! imagine how focused I was on the work issues debated there!...).: “Damn, she is really something…”, I was thinking in that moments. It was obvious that she wanted me to give it to her. The only question was if I really wanted that too…
Then, one day, at the lunch time, when I was around, she had a banana for desert, telling me she bought it only to show me how a real woman sucks a cock. “First, you must tease the head of it with your tongue, and then you suck it until it cums…” she said, and then she showed it to me, licking it up and down, taking it in her mouth (I realised she could deepthroat too), teasing it and everything. I am sure now, that banana would`ve cum something if it could.
This demonstration happened when around were 4 of our other female collegues, looking at her and then looking at me like I was a pray. Then she said: “I bet no one of you girls can suck it as good as I can.” “You can`t even imagine!” or “Are you really sure about this?” or “Before I got married I was the champion of sucking cocks!” the others said. And I was thinking: “Look at all these serious girlfriends, wives and mothers around me…” Then she said: “Sorry girls, but I`m out of bananas. What can we do now to show us all what you can really do?...” I was totally blown by the frenzy of their girls` chit chat about blowjobs, but in that moment I realised that all the eyes in the room were pointed at me. The atmosphere started to get heavier in the room, when I felt like I am a good piece of meet for all that predators, in eyes which all you could read was “I want to suck your cock“. I heard like in a dream when one of them said: “Let`s try it, gilrs, and see who`s the best!” I was thinking and also I wanted to say: “Hellooo! I`m heere! Doesn`t anyone ask me first if I`ve got time for this or if I even want it?...we`re at work and, c`mon, is my cock, u know?...” But in the next second, I felt I was grabbed, I can`t remember who was exactly, but I`m sure was one of my horny collegues, eager to show us all her ambitions in blowjobs.
Maybe a real man would have not been even necessary to be asked and would have unziped it and stuffed his cock in the first mouth he reached in the room. But guess what? I was horny, but not that real man!
I said “No thanks” or “Some other time, maybe” or something like that and, with big steps, I made my way out of the room, leaving much laughter behind. “What a looser!”, I heard her saying between the laughter of all those women desperate for cock. “You all need a cold shower, girls!...” I was thinking, very confused about that episode and trying to get my mind back at work.