Stephanie sighed at her desk and pushed her glasses back up. Work was so boring today. All she was doing was filing paperwork.
Even though it was easy work, it was so tedious and unfulfilling. She worked for a moving company, and they had paperwork coming in all the time. Her job was to fill in for a worker who was out sick, as she was a temp, but she was confident she would earn a permanent spot in the company despite being one of the youngest people working there. At 27 years old, she was only beaten by one of the drivers, who was 18. There weren't many women who worked there, but she was definitely the most attractive one.
Between her petite frame, her smooth white skin, her sparkling blue eyes, and her flowing brunette hair, she was confident about her body. Everyone who worked there was pretty neutral about her being there, except for one of the guys who worked on deliveries.
For some reason, John was always mean and bossy to her. She would always just blow it off, dismissing it as him having a bad day. However, it became clear to her that he was just going to be a dick for as long as she worked there. That was unfortunate, because Stephanie though he was actually pretty good looking. He was 35, with nice muscles hidden under his company shirt that fit him quite snuggly.
He was about 5'8", as opposed to Stephanie's 5'1", but she didn't mind taller guys. What she did mind was their attitude, and his was definitely a turn off. "Stephanie," she heard a voice say. It was her boss, Mary.
"I'm going to step out for a bit. I don't know if I'll be back, but just keep working on that paperwork. Try to get as much done as you can before you leave." Stephanie looked at the stacks of papers on her desk.
"Ok Mary, have a nice day!" She tried to be optimistic about the day, but she really just wanted to go home. Her husband had been sending her articles about sex all morning and she was getting antsy. I hate it when he does this, she thought. I can't concentrate on anything because all I can think about his big cock sliding in and out of my tight, wet pussy&hellip.
She shook her head and grabbed some more papers. No, I need to concentrate on getting these filed. One by one, she began filing her papers, waiting patiently for when she could leave. Suddenly, she saw a hand reach into one of her piles of paper and take something. Stephanie jumped and turned her chair around. John had reached over, grabbed some papers, and start walking out of her office.
"Hey," she exclaimed. "Why are you taking that? I need to file it." John turned around, looking pretty annoyed. "I don't need to explain anything to you," he snapped.
"You're just a temp, you haven't even been here as long as I have. This has to do with a delivery I made, and I should be able to look at it whenever I want." Stephanie could feel her blood boiling. What a fucking asshole! "Go back to playing with your papers, I have real work to do." John walked out of Stephanie's office.
She was infuriated. Stephanie immediately texted Mary to ask her what she should do. [Hi Mary! John just came into my office and grabbed some papers. He said they were for a delivery he made. I just want to make sure you're ok with it.] Stephanie went back to her filing when she received a reply from Mary. [What delivery was it? Did he ask u first?] Stephanie replied, [I'm not sure what delivery it was.
He just took it and left my office.] Mary replied back, [Ok, well I'll talk to him next time I see him.] Stephanie was annoyed, because she wasn't sure if he was going to do it again before Mary got to talk to him. She texted her friend, Steven, who was one of the drivers. [Hey Steven, John just came in and took some papers that he said were for a delivery he did. Then he yelled at me when I asked him why he took them.
What should I do?] Stephanie went back to work, putting her papers in organized piles and placing them in folders. Seriously, what the fuck is his problem? Steven replied back after a few minutes. [Well what did you tell him?] Stephanie replied back, [I didn't say anything! I just asked him why he was taking them and he flipped out on me. ] Seven said, [Well, you HAVE to work with him. You can't keep complaining every time he's mean to you.
You'll have to find a way to work nicely with him. Just talk with him and ask him to stop being so mean.] Stephanie scoffed. Yeah, like that will work. She looked at the time. 4:55pm. Fine, he's always the last one to leave. I'll just tell him to stop being such an asshole.
Then I can blame Steven when it backfires.
As time slowly ticked away, 5:00pm rolled by and everyone began darting out the door to their freedom. Stephanie said bye as her coworkers left. Eventually, she knew it was just her and John.
Sure enough, she heard him yelling for everyone to leave.
"Is everyone gone? I'm going to lock up." "I'm still here," yelled Stephanie. "I'm finishing up." John sighed. "Hurry up! Why are you so slow!" Stephanie took this as her sign to fire back. "Well I would have been done if you hadn't come in here and messed up my piles." She heard him start walking to her office. "I already told you, that is none of your business!
You don't get to talk to me like that." Stephanie turned in her chair and faced him. "You know what, why are you being so mean? I haven't done anything to you.
All I wanted to know is why you wanted that. You didn't have to be a jerk, you could have just told me you wanted them to look at." John was a bit surprised by her retort, but responded back. "Well, you are really annoying. I honestly don't know why Mary hired you." "Well guess what?
She did." Stephanie looked directly into his eyes. "She likes what I do, and there's a chance she might keep me on. She has already talked with me about more training. So we are going to be working together a lot more. If you have a problem with me, that's fine. But Mary is going to want us to get over it." She took a breath and leaned back in her chair. "No one else here is as mean to me as you, and I don't know what to do about it.
So why don't you tell me what I can do to make you want to work with me." "I.uh&hellip." John was stammering, then collected himself. "You can be less annoying!" "That isn't specific enough," Stephanie said. "What do I do that annoys you?" "Just&hellip." John was having a hard time, and Stephanie could see that.
"You just need to stop annoying me!" "No, YOU need to stop being mean to ME. So what needs to happen so you treat me better?" Stephanie shot darts into John's eyes.
"I don't think there's anything appropriate for the workplace that you can do." Stephanie's demeanor changed from angry to surprised so fast she couldn't stop it from showing. John smiled, knowing that he finally said something that she couldn't respond to. "Now, can we leave? I'm done with this conversation." John took a step out of Stephanie's office.
"I'm not done," she said. John turned around, shocked. "Why don't you tell me? It's after work, there's no one else here. I'm not going to tell anyone, I just want to settle this. What do you think I can do that isn't appropriate?
How about you just tell me?" John turned bright red. Stephanie could tell that he was not ready for her to be this persistent. She could tell by the look on his face that he was trying to see what he could get away with saying. I'm just going to keep pushing him, she thought.
One way or another, I'm going to make him be nice to me. She thought about the dirty texts her husband had sent her.
She fidgeted a little in her seat. No, I don't think it will go that far. John finally found words. "Well, if you want to be like that, how about you give me a peek at what's under your shirt!" It was Stephanie's turn to turn red.
"What? Why do you want me to do that?" "You said you wanted to know, so there it is." John had a small smirk on his face. What a fucking prick. He's such a fucking prick! Stephanie couldn't tell if she was angry or turned on. You know what? Fine. I'll play his game. "Close my door," she said. John was surprised yet again.
"What?" "You heard me." Stephanie got up out of her chair. "Close my door." John stepped into her office and closed her door. Stephanie unbutton her shirt, then slid it slowly off of her shoulders. John's jaw dropped, and Stephanie smiled. Can't say anything now, can you?
She wasn't done yet. She reached behind her, unclipped her bra, and let it slide to the floor. Her perky A-cup breasts were in full view, and her nipples were hardening from the sudden rush of air hitting them. Or was it from the excitement of what she was doing? Stephanie couldn't tell, but she was enjoying the effect it had on John. "Oh, I, uh, um…" John stammered. "What's wrong John? You usually always have something to say about me.
So is this it? Is this all I have to do? Show you my tits and then you have nothing to say?" Stephanie couldn't help but let out a small laugh.
"Well since you can't say anything, I'll say it for you. I will let you fuck me, right here, on my desk, right now. But ONLY if you promise to stop being an asshole. I won't tell anyone, you won't tell anyone, we'll just go about our work days without fighting." "Uh.are you serious?" John asked Stephanie walked up to him and started to unbutton his pants.
"Yes, I am." She pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles, and his semi-hard smooth cock flopped out. "It looks like you're ok with this." She took his member in her hand and slowly stroked it.
While she did, she could feel it growing harder and bigger. "But I want to hear you say it. Will you stop being an asshole to me?" John stared at her in amazement. "I.yes. Yes I will. I promise." "Good," she smiled. "Because I've been horny all day and your attitude was distracting." She got on her knees, placed her hands on his thighs, and took him into her mouth.
John sucked in his breath. Since he was only half hard, Stephanie was able to fit him all the way in her mouth. She used her tongue to play with the tip of his dick while she sucked him in. He quickly became too big to fit all the way in her mouth, and when he finally got hard as a rock she had half of his cock in her mouth. He's big, she thought. He's got to be at least 7 or 8 inches. John let out a moan and put his hand on her head.
She began bobbing up and down on his rock hard cock, stopping every once in a while to take a breath. Each time she moved up his cock, she used her tongue to trace the underside of his shaft.
He seemed to enjoy that, since it made his cock twitch in her mouth. She moved one of her hands up to his balls and started slowly massaging them in her hand.
This caused him to buck forward a little, and each time she moved down his shaft she lightly pulled him into her mouth, causing him to thrust into each of her head movements.
She moaned, and she heard John let out a sigh. Oh yeah, he liked that, she thought. She moved her free hand up into his shirt and felt his body. Woah, he has some abs! She could feel his ab muscles tighten with each suck.
She suddenly felt his shirt come off. John had taken off his shirt so she could get a better feel, and a good view. As she worked John's shaft, she could see that he was VERY fit.
Abs, pecks, and some pretty sexy looking biceps. He must hit the gym every day. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She gave John's cock one last, long suck, then got up and walked over to her chair with John's throbbing erection in her hand.
She let him go and faced her chair, away from him. Slowly, she unbuttoned her pants and pulled both her pants and her panties down to her ankles. As she bent over, she could see John was already taking off one of his shoes and sliding his leg through. "Take them off," she commanded. "Huh?" John looked confused. "Take off your pants, and your socks and shoes," Stephanie answered. "All of it." John took off his pants, socks, and shoes. When he was done, she took off her shoes and slowly finished taking off the rest of her clothing.
John used the opportunity to caress her bare ass. He gave it a little slap, and Stephanie let out a small squeal. She turned around and sat in her chair, reclining back.
"Come here," she said, beckoning him with her finger. He began to position himself between her legs when she stopped him. "Don't be greedy," she said. "Return the favor." She began pushing his head down and he followed, understanding what she wanted. His face reached her stomach, and he began kissing his way down. She closed her eyes and smiled as he reached her pussy.
He gave her a quick lick, and she moaned. Then, she could feel his tongue part her lips and enter her.
She let out another moan as his tongue began exploring inside her. Oh god, I should have done this sooner, thought Stephanie. She dug her head into her chair ask John began licking and sucking on her pussy. Her feet found their way onto his shoulders so she could give him a better angle to explore. Another moan, this time louder. John's mouth ventured upwards and reached her clit.
He lightly sucked on it, and used his tongue to gently flick it. Stephanie sucked in air and she gripped the armrests of the chair. She rolled her eyes and let out a loud moan as John worked on her clit. He inserted a finder into her wet pussy, and began working his finger into her g-spot. Stephanie moaned and twisted her body. John was certainly shaping up to be worth the trouble.
Finally, Stephanie couldn't take it anymore. She lifted her feet off of John and told him to stand up. He knew what was coming, and stood up immediately. Stephanie admired his body as he got up. She traced his abs with her toes, and made her way down to his cock. Mmmm, god he has a hot body, she thought to herself. She used her toe to playfully flick John's cock, making it bounce up and down.
She giggled. "What's so funny?" He asked. "Oh, nothing." She then wrapped her toes around his cock and slowly moved them back and forth on his shaft. She could feel it pulsing between her feet. John rested his hands on her feet and followed them as they pumped his hard cock.
He grabbed them, put them at his side, and positioned himself between Stephanie's legs. Stephanie grabbed him and guided him to the lips of her pussy. She could feel the head of his penis, dripping with precum and ready to thrust into her soaking wet hole. She pulled him into her, and his head parted her lips. She let out a small moan and he glided right into her pussy, both his cock and her pussy well lubricated.
He was halfway in, and she was euphoric. With one more thrust, he buried himself into her. She gasped, and he began to thrust into her. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, and she wrapped her legs around him as he leaned into the chair. "Fuck me," she half-moaned. "Thrust your cock deep inside my pussy." John had no issues with that, and began thrusting deep inside her. With each thrust his balls slapped against her and his pelvis grinded against her clit.
She was moaning, loudly. It's a good thing everyone left because there is no way I can stay quiet for this, she thought. She let go of the armrests and grabbed onto John's arms. The instant she did, she almost had an orgasm. Oh my GOD, this is SUCH a huge turn on.
Her moans of "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" were met with thrusts from John's hips into hers. She loved it, and she wanted more. She put her hand on his lower abdomen and pushed him out of her, then got up and walked over to her desk. She had done a good job of cleaning off all the papers on it. She bent over the desk and wiggled her ass.
John knew that was his sign and got behind her. She could feel him positioning himself against her opening. John thrust, and his cock instantly disappeared into her hot, wet pussy. She let out a moan, and gripped the desk. John began to pound away at her cock, gripping her hips and pulling her into him with each thrust. She gasped and moaned as she felt the shockwaves from each thrust surging through her.
She grabbed one of his hands and guided it to her boobs. He massaged them, using his fingers to play with her nipples. It was so much excitement for her. She curled her toes and closed her eyes. She knew she was close. "Fuck me hard," she cried. "Harder, faster, deeper. I'm so close. Fuck me. FUCK ME." She met his thrusts with her own, and he began thrusting faster. His cock was perfectly rubbing against her g-spot, and his balls were slapping into her clit.
She could feel her orgasm coming. She leaned on her forearms and put her head down on the desk, moaning loudly. As his thrusts picked up, her orgasm came. She frantically grabbed at the other side of her desk and held on tight as a wave of pleasure hit her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she gasped, and then she went limp. Panting, she could feel John still thrusting into her. "Did you like that?" He asked. "What do you think?" She replied, out of breath.
"Stop fucking me for a minute, I want to switch positions." Stephanie got up and turned around to see where she could lay down when John suddenly lifted her up by her armpits. "Woah! Hey! What are you doing?" "Wrap your legs around me," John said. Stephanie gave him a slightly annoyed look, but wrapped her legs around him. She also wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as he slowly lowered her down.
He stopped right on the head of his penis, which was frantically looking for a place to slip in. John held her up by the butt and spread her open, then slowly lowered her onto his waiting erection. She let out a long moan as he entered her. With his cock buried into her, he lifted her up slightly, then began to fuck her in the air.
"Oh god, fuck yes," she moaned. "That feels fucking amazing. Fuck." Stephanie began to kiss his neck, working her way up to his ear. She took his earlobe into her mouth and began sucking on it while he began to thrust deeper into her. She switched ears and began sucking on the other earlobe when she felt his thrusts slow down.
He began walking towards the wall. "What are you-" she began, but her question was answered for her when she felt the wall on her back. He pinned her against the wall, then began thrusting into her.
She moaned into his ear, gripping him tightly. Each thrust was shaking the filing cabinets against the wall. She laughed a little, and John looked at her. "What's so funny?" He asked. "We're shaking the office," she replied. He laughed a little, then continued sliding into her. They were both breathing heavily.
She knew he was going to orgasm, and so was she. His face was so close to hers. His brown eyes burning into her blue eyes.
His breath meeting hers. His face getting closer. Their lips met, and instantly her tongue met his.
Between his thrusts, his body pinning hers, and now his tongue invading her mouth, she couldn't hold it. She moaned into his mouth as she began to feel her orgasm ripping into her. It must have had the same effect on him, because his thrusts became deeper and more rigid. He was filling her pussy with his cum, and she loved it. She could feel each squirt as he came inside her. They were moaning into their passionate kiss as his thrusts slowed and their orgasms subsided.
They parted their lips, and he put her down as he slid out of her. His cum immediately started leaking out of her, and dripped down her leg. That was such a huge turn on for her, but she knew they had to leave. She had no idea what time it was. Stephanie walked over to her desk, pulled out some tissues, and began cleaning the mess John left inside her. As they put their clothes back on, she looked over to him.
"So, if you ever want to do this again, you know what to do." John smiled. "Don't worry, I think we're going to work really well together." Stephanie gathered her things, and walked out with John. He set the alarm and locked the door, then walked Stephanie to her car.
She gave him a little wink, kissed him on the cheek, and turned around to unlock her car. John took the opportunity to give her butt a little pat, and she jumped. As she turned around he began walking to his car. Stephanie sat in her car and went over what just happened. She looked at her phone. 3 missed texts from her husband. Well, she thought, I'm gonna have a lot of explaining to do.
As she drove home she hoped her husband was prepared, because she was already ready for round 2. End