Taking things to a whole new level (fm:sex at work, 2152 words) [2/2] show all parts

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All I really knew for sure was that I hoped to see him today. I had a bit of a risque plan in my mind, one that would involve his fingers and my exposed skin... if all the pieces fell into place. Knowing I could only control a very small part of that outcome, my brain shifted gears and dove into fantasy land. While the idea of fuzzy blanket fucking in his van is fantastic and convenient, and I'm sure (hopeful) it'll happen at some point, my mind had other ideas.

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In my mind's eye, he came in to make his deliveries just as my shift was ending. I handed him a note that said "Meet me at this address after your last delivery, I have a surprise for you. Use the side door." He read it quickly, looked at me with a mixture of curiosity, excitement and surprise. Waving the note slightly, he said "Yeah?" I nodded, smiled and said "Yeah." He winked and flew off in a flourish, suddenly with a new found purpose.

After a brief conversation with the coworker who was just starting their shift, I too, was in my car and driving with purpose. I parked on the street, checked the mail and used my key to enter through the side door of this massive house I was in charge of for the next handful of months. I disabled the alarm, set the mail down on the kitchen counter vowing to sort through it later, and surveyed the living room. It was open and airy, vaulted ceilings and a very large gray sectional took up most of the space. "This will do..." I thought to myself with a smile.

Just about then, I heard a somewhat timid knock on the side door. As I hurried over to the door to greet him, it felt like time slowed down. Opening the door, he had that same cat who ate the canary look, but I hoped it'd be me he'd be eating instead. "Well, hello there." He said as I gestured for him to come in from the cold. "Hello!" I replied, realizing that for the first time since I'd met him, we were standing face to face with nothing between us- no car doors, no risk of being interrupted by traffic coming in. I reached out and touched his arm, ready to lead him out of the short hallway more into the open space.

He had other thoughts, however, and quickly closed the gap between us. The arm that I had touched found its way around my torso pulling me against him, our bodies meeting for the first time. An appreciative sigh escaped my lips as I wrapped my arms around him as well, in possibly the most comfortable first embrace. His other hand rested casually near the side of my neck, and nudged me gently to look up at him. "Hi..." he whispered, I echoed it back, and then our lips met for the first time. Soft yet full of intent, I melted into him, my right hand finding it's way up his arm, across his shoulder and to the nape of his neck. As our tongues joined in the dance, our desire intensified.

With one small step forward, he had me pushed against the wall in the hallway, his lips still feasting on mine. With one hand gently tangled in my hair, his other found its way to my ass and pulled me against him, sliding his leg between mine. I could feel his growing hardness against me as well, and a moan fell from my lips. He moved his lips to my neck, and seemed to enjoy the little sighs he elicited.

I still had one hand on his head, fingertips running through his hair. My other had snaked its way under his shirt and was gently teasing along the waistband of his pants. A small shiver ran up his body, and I could feel his chuckle against my neck. He resumed his sensual attack on my neck as the hand that had been on my ass made its way north. Deftly, he started unfastening the buttons of my work shirt, as I continued to caress his side and up his back underneath his shirt.

I could feel his breath on my ear before he asked "Still think I'm trouble?" I pushed my body against his, grinding myself against his leg and filling his searching hand with my breast as I said "The best kind!" In one swift and surprisingly smooth motion, I pulled his shirt over his head and off. As we came back together, his lips made their way to my chest, kissing the exposed flesh his hand had uncovered. I

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dubd writes Wed 13 Nov 2024 21:24:

Hope the reality matches the fantasy.

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