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I had all the time been driven. In college, I was focused on college. There was homework, after college clubs and sports. Anything and everything that looked good on a school application. School was equally focused. Managed to get into my first choice, and four years later, I was holding the diploma I had worked so hard for.

 

Now 22, I found myself in the job I had planned for myself. There was nothing magical or innovative about it. It was no dream, but it paid well. After a few years, I’d be making six figures, and I was damn good at it. The only downside was that it got combo’d with a supervisor gig. Every now and then, I would have to go out onto the floor and check it with the workers.

 

They were mostly solid people, don’t get me wrong. There were just one or two that all the time kept me feeling off kilter. More than a few of the guys were all the time obviously leering at me, or making sexual statements. I all the time played it off like I had no idea what they were talking about, but I typically tried avoiding them if feasible.

 

Then there was Leo.

 

Leo was casual and carefree. I could all the time discover him sitting back watching his screens unless shit was really going sideways. He was tall, a slight athletic create with a little bit of a stomach. A dad bod if I had ever seen one. He had dark hair and dark eyes. Those eyes…

 

Leo would joke with me and talk to me and treat me like a person, but sometimes when he looked at me, it felt like he was undressing me. Not like the creeps who had this expression that they would tear my clothes off. No, Leo’s gaze was as if every layer he was taking off was slow and sensual, teasing my skin and building up anticipation. I never knew someone could convey that with just a look, but Leo managed.

 

I didn’t think I was too much to look at. I was pretty, sure, but I wasn’t a bombshell by any means. I was a little over average height, pale as snow, with a thin, lithe body. I had enough ass that tight pants could show them off, but not much more. My tits were all the time just two small buds on my chest. I had long wavy light brown hair that was usually pulled up in a ponytail so I could focus on work, and wore glasses more than I wore my contacts.

 

I had had a couple of boyfriends in school, but they were all the time too worried that they would break me. For some reason, a small body made guys think you were fragile, as if most of them could even manage to make me feel it at all.

 

I only had those few partners and they all fell out pretty quickly. It was quicker and more possible to deal with any sexual needs on my own. I had pretty much sworn off giving any guy the time of day, but if Leo had looked at me the way he does and ordered me to drop to my knees, then I would probably do it on the spot.

 

I had just finished up checking in on him before his night shift started and left straight from his department. About halfway home, I realized I had left some paperwork in my upstairs office that I had really wanted to work on at home over a glass of wine. I took a turn and made my way back to the building.

 

When I pulled in, I noticed a colleague’s vehicle was now there. She had originally left about an hour before I did and I knew she wasn’t on call. It struck me as odd, but I didn’t think too much about it. Maybe she had also forgot something or wanted to catch up on work.

 

I made my way up to the office and right when I reached the top of the stairs, I could hear it. Hard moans that came out over and over again, keeping beat to some rhythm. Slaps of skin against skin. Then finally, my colleague, Jordan.

 

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” she moaned out slowly as the sounds of skin slapping increased.

 

“Who’s fucking cunt is this?” a voice replied to hers.

 

“Yours, daddy. Whenever you want it,” she responded in-between gasps of breath. A harder slap sounded against her and she yelped. “Slap that ass, sir. Make me your slut.”

 

I carefully tiptoed toward the office proper. There was a small kitchenette between the entryway and where they were in the office. I made my way quickly across it, listening to hear if they had seen me, but they kept on. I made my way to the conference room on the other side of the office and carefully cracked the door open.

 

Jordan was leaning over a desk, gripping the other side of it. Her forehead was touching the top and her small body rocked back and forth as her dark skin stuck to it. Her legs were behind her, her feet propped up on the thighs of Leo.

 

Leo was holding her tiny hips as he slammed into her over and over with reckless abandon. Based on his thrusts, he was packing some serious heat and making sure she felt all of it every time. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her back, shoving his dick as deep as it could go, thrusting hard against her.

 

Jordan’s moans became random, braindead noises as her body body started to shake. Her noises grew until she finally yelled, “Right there! I’m coming.”

 

He pulled her back onto her and thrusted forward as far as he could go, holding his cock deep in her until she finished coming on his cock. Once she did, he pushed her roughly back to the desk, before slamming her with longer thrusts, not yet having got his fill.

 

I was impressed. Jordan was small like I was. She was a beautiful black woman with dark skin and tiny tits like mine. She had a bit more ass than me, and knew how to dress for it. Her nipples were small and kissable from where I was standing, but Leo didn’t want that. He wanted to throw her around and fuck her hard, daring her to break. Even if he had broken her, I wasn’t sure he would stop.

 

Jordan moaned incoherently, drooling as her head laid on the desk, moving with each thrust of Leo’s hips. She gasped loudly when he pulled out, walking around to her head and brushing her hair apart as he came on her face, rope after rope landing.

 

At some point, my hand had reached into my jeans and I was playing with my clit, but Jordan’s gasp pulled me out of it. I licked my fingers, enjoying the sweet taste before realizing that if she were to leave before me, she would notice I was there. My paperwork would just have to wait until tomorrow.

 

I took the side exit down into the work area and got to the parking lot through the first door that gave me access. I pulled out of the parking lot just as I saw Leo on the other side of the building in the smoke area. Jordan must have been cleaning up. He lifted his hand as I drove by, but I assumed it was just a friendly gesture. I was sure he hadn’t been outside when I first got into my car.

 

I got home, barely letting the door close before I was stripping off everything I owned and fingering myself hard on my couch. I kept imagining Jordan’s little body stuck in one place as Leo bent her backwards to fuck her senseless. I came all over my fingers and collapsed before dragging my hands across my tits. I wasn’t that experienced, but I fell asleep thinking that maybe Leo could teach me a thing or two. A nice fantasy to keep me warm at night.

NSFW: yes

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