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— If The Boss Only Knew —I don't think my boss would give a rat's ass about this, but some other people might. I'm married for almost 10 years, pretty happily, one child ... but there is this new girl working for us that I am absolutely in lust with. I work in a pretty busy office, and I have a corner cubicle. It is off the beaten path, so I get little walk-by traffic. She is in a cube a few doors down. I get to see stare at her from the back when she goes to her cube and I get to wave to her as she walks out.
She's perfect, sweet body, tits are just the right size (a handful, or a mouthful), long dark hair, eyes that sparkle. But the thing thats got me thinking about crawling inside her panties is that she like me! I'm no model by any means, but I at least keep in shape. I think I have a good personality, and I've helped her over a few bumpy things that came up in her orientation. We talk via instant messenger sporadically throughout the day.
Last week, I was on the phone and saw her walking towards her cube. I kept talking but admired her ass all the way. When she reached her cube, she turned in, and looked me square in the eye and smiled. Damned if she didn't know I was watching. Two minutes later, Yahoo pops up and it is her: "Caught you looking! :)" she said.
I sent an embarrassed face, and she said back, "That's OK. I don't mind. At least not if it is you." Before that I was just admiring, now my mind started to race. During my lunch hour, when I would finally get a chance to get off the phone, I would sit back and think about her. I imagined her under my desk giving me a blow job. I imagine myself under hers sucking her pussy. I imagined us both staying late, or coming in early, and getting into a 69 right in one of our cubes. After all these thoughts, I had to use the toilet, but couldn't because I had a raging hard-on!
Anyway, I just needed to say all that - I have no idea where our flirting will go, or where I want it to go. But if anything happens, I'll try to come back to tell. #798 — Comments (0) — 4/6/2003 at 11:54 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — Lame (0)
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