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[Day 2 Part 1](

The afternoon drags on like the morning. My cock throbs with the pain and pleasure, I cannot work out which, of your squeezing for some time.

At around 4pm you come up to see me. You sit down next to me and we talk about the task at hand. You seem to be keeping a distance.

“You not hot in that jacket?” I ask a while later. You’ve got a white biker style jacket on, half zipped up with what looks like a mesh shirt underneath. I avert my eyes respectfully but you catch me looking.

“A little, but it’s fine” you say, offhand.

As people trickle out we again discover ourselves practically alone.  A couple of stragglers on the other side of the office but no one within easy sight or earshot. Both of us noticing, we smile slyly at each other. You start to take your jacket off and I suddenly realise why you’d kept it on.

You’ve got a sheer, tight fitting, top on underneath. Your skin clearly visible and your nipples, at the right angle, also. It appears tucked into your skirt. Watching me obviously admiring you say,
“it’s all I had washed” unconvincingly.

You move in close and rest your hand on my leg and my dick jerks like electricity just went through it. You must have felt it because your hand slowly moves closer to my groin and softly rests on the top of my dick, im terrified and excited but it begins to throb like a heart beat. Yet still you only softly rest it on top.

You lean and whisper,
“don’t get too excited, I’m not done with you” and at that you grab my hand and rest it on your own leg.

You let go and grab both sides of your skirt and, briefly half standing out the seat, pull up hard and your bum cheeks slide out from the skirt and spread in the chair as you sit back down. I can see now that your top must in fact be a body suit. Glancing around again you start to undo the clasps betweenyour legs.

Once loose you pull my hand towards your pussy and quietly, but with an orderly command to it, say “make me cum!”.

Shocked I nervously laugh, “now?” and you unbutton my belt and pants.

“You’re not wearing any boxers!” you say.

“Easier without” I respond and you laugh a little louder than I think you intended.

“Yes it is” and your warm hand grabs my shaft and first tight-gripped, then soft, begins to work it up and down.

So excited by this turn of events a little precum leaks out onto your finger. You raise it to your mouth and, staring at me, lick it clean in one long move before returning to stroking my cock.

“I said, make me cum” you whisper again, briefly gripping hard.

My finger begins to rub circles around your clit very softly. I’m looking around anxiously and after a few seconds you almost growl.

“Look at me” and when I do you hold my stare before lightly licking your lips and saying “I’m going to bury your face in my pussy and make YOU choke this time”.

My rubbing becomes firmer and I feel your pussy getting hot. Both of our breathing has sped up and your eyes start to flicker with pleasure when suddenly,

“see you later!” sounds from across the room and we see a hand waving in our direction as someone leaves.

Abruptly I stop but your hand grabs my own and forces it back. Obscured from view by the desk dividers put up during the pandemic.

“Bye!” you shout enthusiastically before turning to me and again saying “Make me cum!” and quickening your pace on my cock.

You stop for a moment to lick your hand, that I discover such a turn on, and go back to wanking me. Your now wet hand making the movement easier.

Moving my hand down I press my palm firmly into your clit and insert my middle finger inside you. Clenching and unclenching my finger, my palm applying more, then less, pressure to your clit you lean forward slightly as the feeling builds. Just before you reach your peak you lean in close and whisper,

“Why are you so good at this!” your face contorting as the dam begins to crack under the pressure inside.

I whisper back, “because you want me so much” and few seconds later your legs clench making my fingers lock up. I try to keep the orgasm going by jiggling my palm as best I can against your clit. Your hand grips my cock so hard I almost cry out in pain. The blood rushing to the head.

As you loosen your grip and your breathing returns my cock begins to soften after the trapped blood begins flowing again. Sensing the change you throw yourself forward onto my lap and proceed to lick up and down on my cock. You kiss the head a few times before allowing the tip inside. You suck hard on it before releasing with a loud audible pop.

At this you freeze, panicked. Slowly you lift your head up before I say, “no-one heard, keep going”.

For a moment you look as though you will. But instead you only hold my dick in a tender grasp whilst sitting up and looking at me.

Some dribble on your lip, you say “not here, you’re doing as you’re told today not me”

You quickly release your hand from my cock and start to button your bodysuit and finally pull, with a small degree of difficulty when your bum refuses to cooperate, your skirt down over it. You grab your jacket and proceed to walk away. I quickly shut down my computer, grab my things and follow before stopping to zip up my pants.

I rush down the stairs and out into the car park where I can hear your car running. I pack my things and quickly get my helmet on but you’ve already set off. Rushing to catch up I neglect to even put my gloves on and instead fire up the engine and speed off after you.

Having seen you turn right out the lane I speed after you and on the long straight I see your car far ahead.
Is she heading to the same place? I wonder but you don’t make the turn.
Is she going home? no, you cannot be you’re going the wrong direction. I’m glad, but I know this area, where are you going?

Eventually you reach a junction and I pass the traffic to pull up at your window. You turn to me, blow a kiss and seductively grab your chest with your hand. My cock twitches in my pants and begs to be released. When the lights change you set off fast but make a turn I wasn’t expecting.

NSFW: yes

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