Why does He have to work here?

I have been working here for 12 years and just moved to the corner cubicle closest to the break room. In my mind, I am where I want to be. Of course besides having my own office, which shouldn’t be much longer.

I’ve always thought that being so close to the break room would be the next closest thing to royalty in the cubicles kingdom. I could slip over, grab my Chai Latte in the Kurig, healthy snack and slip back into my work coma. Work is just that to me, work, and generally up for mingling much.

In this case, sitting closer to the break room I hadn’t realized it could be a double edged sword. I guess I hadn’t thought about how many people passed the corner cubicle right next to it. More and more coworkers began to say hello, and ask how my day was going. I don’t mind that really and don’t get me wrong, I’m not a complete Scrooge but, I guess it’s something I needed to get used to.

Ive seen a lot in my 12 years of working here with people coming and going of all walks of life. I was in pretty good with management and they would typically asked me to walk the new employees around and introduce them. This particular day was no different or so I thought.

My first line Manager, Sam, walked just inside my cubicle entrance and asked if I could show a newly hired employee around. Without hesitation I said, sure! Sam said he was sitting in the break room at the table. I assured Sam there would be no problem and would bring the new employee back to him when I was done.

I half way fixed my clothes when I stood up and pushed my hair into a tighter mess. A few steps into the short trip I began to examine the new employee to see what approach I needed. Man or woman, casual or comfort. He stood up and said, “you must be Nicole”. I didn’t hear what he said at all. Just a quick grin and nodded my head up and down. That was not very professional, nor me at all to just not talk. I was beyond stunned at this man’s presence!

I managed to get a few words out and asked him to sit down. We went over a few questions but, couldn’t help but want to know more about him. He had a cologne on that gave him a soft mystery but, confident smell. His eyes were a light green and could see red outlining the pupils. When I shook his hand it was large, slightly calaced and strong. What is happening to me? I don’t ever do this!

I couldn’t stop trying to fix my blouse, shift in my chair to sit upright and not slouch. Presenting the best smile I could muster. We looked at his paperwork together and explained where he would be sitting. My old cubicle, of course! I slid my hand over to turn the papers around to see closer but, accidentally brushed his hand. He smiled and began talking like it never happened, so I did the same.

We walked around a bit, showing him the copy room and restrooms. Anytime I could, I snuck a full look of him in. Up and down I looked. Guessing a little over six foot, shaved head and a well kept beard. He walked with confidence but had a laid back and go with it demeanor. Last stop, his cubicle. It was a small area but, not thinking I went first and he was right behind me. Instinctively I backed up to let him in and bumped into his hand again! Only this time, it was against my cheek..not my face either. For that, he apologized and I told him it was my fault. I won’t lie, I didn’t mind at all. I felt a bit better when he apologized and was a gentlemen about it.

I sat him down, showed how to log in, etc. and told him where I sat if he needed anything. He thanked me and I went back to my seat.

A few days went by and he appeared in my entranceway of the cubicle. I could tell he was actually the uncomfortable one this time and asked for help looking for something on the computer. He leaned over as I took him through a few screens but, he asked if he could use the mouse to give an example of what he was doing. I said sure and boy am I glad I did. His scent filled my nostrils, his large hand with veins and thick fingers took my mouse. I could only see a little of the screen from where I was so I took the opportunity to push in a little closer. I leaned in around his right arm on the mouse and pressed my left breast against it nonchalantly. He remained and we continued to my surprise. The rest of the conversation went all business but, although, I could feel a bit of the interaction in my panties. This is so not me!

He said thank you and stood up. To my surprise his manhood was a very visible outline and couldn’t help but think he had enjoyed this too. He saw me looking but again, did not move at all and mentioned something about being thankful for my help. I don’t do this! I told myself over and over. I’m not that woman and this especially never worked up in an office like this. I had learned quickly dating someone in the office can go very bad. Somehow, everything about this man had me disregarding all warnings.

The next day I thought I’d push the boundary once more to see where I stood. Showing up at his cubicle and mentioned it used to be my desk and wanted to show him the “tricky cable” that unplugs easily once in awhile under the desk. I had a nice pair of dark blue slacks on but, a bit tight. Maybe on purpose… He rolled his chair back a bit so I could at least point but, my luck he couldn’t see it like that. So, I tried to shuffle down a bit more and describe it. I admit, him behind me in his chair with my leaning in front of him once again effected my panties. My imagination soared BUT, I remained professional as I didn’t want to give away my secret admiration.

He inched forward in his chair and leaned down a bit…nobody could see us at all. Just enough light to move around with our heads. We had to be within an inch or two of each others faces and he turned to look me right in the eyes. He didn’t say a thing…we just stared into each others eyes and could feel our breathing. I was frozen but, he must have seen the pleasure in my eyes. He leaned forward a bit just testing me and I did the same. Before I knew it his soft lips were touching mine. I instantly felt the wetness in my panties and even though I wanted to kiss him deeply and lustfully, we both went slow. The slowest kiss of passion and heat. My ears were throbbing and hot, other places too. He turned his head to lock lips tighter and slipped his tongue just far enough to gently lick the corner of my mouth. Slow, gentle but, pure lust. I kissed him back with a light breath out of pure pleasure.

It’s like he knew…his mouth slowly went down my cheek, gently touching and to my neck. Everything was happening, his cologne, beard brushing across my neck, strong shoulders against me and I couldn’t stop. I lifted my right arm and hand up a bit and slid it down his body and rubbed the head of his cock. It was thick, straining to come out and beckoning to be skin on skin. He did sigh a low gentle sigh and pushed into my hand. We both knew it had to end as quick as it began under the desk so we put our heads down and slipped back out from under the desk quietly.

Without skipping a beat he said he was grateful for the tip and if I thought of anything else he would be happy to know. So many thoughts were running through my mind, I just said you’re welcome and feel free to ask.

About a week went by and found myself thinking about him a lot. I’m not that kind of woman! He never pushed it either, just said hello in passing. About two weeks later he came by around the end of the workday. He mentioned he had fallen behind a bit and might need help before I left. I said of course and would be there shortly. People were shutting their workstations down and leaving. It was legitimate though, he needed help with a few things. I hadn’t expected it at all but, happened to be wearing a longer blue dress with yellow flowers on it and a Shaw. What were the odds of that? He was wearing a nice pair of slacks with a perfect crease in the legs. Very nice polo that showed his shoulders and pecs well.

As the work portion came to an end we both noticed there was only one person left. A supervisor that was generally there a few hours after everyone but, never left his office. Again, without skipping a beat he smiled and stood up face to face with me. I was immediately nervous but, couldn’t stop myself. He pulled me to him tightly and paused to ensure I didn’t pull back…I didn’t. I pressed harder against him and was wet instantly.

I could feel his cock against me and wanted it in me badly. I could feel myself open up and swollen, ready. I mentioned there was an empty office on the other side of the hall but, he slipped his hand up and under my dress. His hand melted my pussy while running up my thighs, still slow and patient though. Slow was my weakness…not a macho man, arrogant or frat boy type. It was perfect…

As I ran my hand between us and rubbed his thick cock outside his pants, he went further with unzipping them and setting his veiny, fat cock free. He slipped his hand back under my dress and rubbing the outside of my panties. They were soaked and he knew it. We both knew to stay quiet but, knew how tantalis this was in an office setting. It brought more lustful pleasure to know we were there. I bagan stroking and pumping his shaft in my hand, running my thumb across his cocks head. I could feel it throbbing and imaging it twitching inside me as he unloaded. His hand had slid my panties to the side and his fingers rubbing my hood in a circle as my swollen secret tried to push further out. Gentle, slow and slipped his two fingers down for some juices to use on my swollen hood and not be uncomfortable for me. Continually circling until I took his hand and pushed it lower. Using my fingers to guide his two inside me. I almost collapsed and began letting obvious lustful feelings show. All while stroking his cock a bit harder and faster.

Before I knew it, he had spun us both around and sat me down. He was still slipping his fingers inside me and had immediately found my G spot..my oh my..he found it so quickly. I could feel we were both changing speeds from slow to a faster lustful pace. He nudged me to lean back and by the time I wondered why, he had taken my hood and clit into his mouth. Gently sucking but, lightly licking at the same time. Sliding his tongue down each lip ensuring he sucked and licked each one equally. He slipped his tongue deep inside me and flattened it with a long slow lick all the way up to my hood again. Over and over he did this wonderful lick. I was so swollen and wet, I felt I could cum right then and there. Just when I thought I was there, he slid two fingers inside and massaged my G spot while continuing with his mouth.

This man knew exactly where and how to take me there! I closed my legs a little to hint at it being his turn. He took the hint and we switched positions…he leaned back and I was amazed at the girth he had. My clit tingled even more in expectance when he would be inside me soon. I took his cock completely out and used my hand to stroke him as I sucked and licked the tip. Taking it deeper in my mouth each time until I could get no more in. There was a little bit left but, I couldn’t take anymore. It wasn’t real long as much as it was thick. I got a good rhythm going with stroking and sucking and could feel his cock swell with a desire to burst. I tugged lightly on his sack and cupped them in my hands.

He took me by the shoulder and lifted me up to kiss me. I knew he had went down on me but, I secretly enjoyed the taste. I knew he was into it and conceded. We kissed as he squeezed one of my breasts just enough. They were very sensitive now but, eager to be touched. I knew what was next and wanted it just as bad as he did. I got closer to him, pressing out bodies together and pulled the dress up a bit as he sat down. His cock standing straight up and ready to push inside me. I gently straddled him, grabbed his cock and slid down on just the head. I was so wet I didn’t want it to be too slippery but, I let go and slid up and down a bit before settling all the way down on it.

It was so thick, I could feel every inch and ridge. I continued to kiss him and he wrapped both arms around and tightened our embrace. He almost used me as a rag doll controlling my whole body, up, down, up, down. Up and down I used his cock to hit every spot inside me…I knew he was holding back from cumming deep inside me but, in all fairness I was holding back from cumming too. I arched my hips to slide his cock head against my g spot and even reached down with my hand to feel it slide in and out. He took my hand and slid a wet finger in his mouth looking me in the eye. I could tell he loved my taste and scent.

We continued tightly holding each other and I felt the tingle I couldn’t stop. I tilted my hips closer and pressed hard and rode him until I felt my pussy begin a massive contraction around his fat cock. I was actually cumming harder than I could remember in years! Up and down, rubbing his head against my spot and decided to lean back and rub my clit hard and fast. I kept cumming and cumming! I enjoyed the view of him inside me while I came. I tightened my pussy as tight as I could on his cock knowing he was already there. In the best and nicest way possible, he asked where…I said deep inside me. He didn’t hesitate and pulled my body down as tight as he could and released hard and deep. I could feel every twitch, squirt and thrust and he unloaded his balls inside me. I could feel it run out of me and down his cock instantly. I wanted every bit of it..all of it and even later to smell it. As weird as that seems, I did.

In all of our lust we had forgotten about the Supervisor but, inductively held our noises down. Luckily we had pulled it off this far and needed to go. He kissed me again and smiled. I did the same and we both scurried to the bathroom.

When I came out he was grabbing his stuff off the desk and mentioned he hoped I had a great evening. Thanking me for the help and of course he was available anytime as well. “See you tomorrow”, I said. He smiled and said, I’ll bring some lunch for us and waved.

I’m not sure how many women think of or do this but, I don’t regret a bit of it. He was a gentlemen and we remained respectful friends with benefits.