We've just had our Christmas drinks party at work, and it has been memorable… to say the least!
Rebecca who works in IT – with whom I had found an enjoyable way to settle an argument – was there, and she looked stunning.
She came into the bar wearing a pair of black jeans over some stiletto boots, and under her coat she wore a very tight red top that laced up the front, exaggerating her gorgeous cleavage.
We had all had a few drinks, and by 10.30 most people were reeling with alcohol, all at the company's expense!
I can't actually remember how it happened, but Rebecca and I found ourselves alone, sitting opposite each other in one of the more secluded seating booths in the pub.
"I have to admit that you do look stunning tonight" I whispered.
She smiled "I was hoping that it was me that was having an effect…." I then felt the tip of one of her boots run the length of my cock, which was growing harder under my trousers.
She raised her glass "Here's to the most rampant screw I've ever had!" she whispered.
"I'll drink to that" I responded "and to more arguments in the board room!"
Rebecca winked, and she moved around the booth to sit closer to me.
We both watched our colleagues getting more and more drunk, and making complete arses of themselves. It did raise the odd laugh, and we both agreed that now would be a superb time to have a video camera.
I felt Rebecca's hand on my left leg, and she stroked gently as we both stared, entranced at our workmates making fools of themselves. I got slightly distracted though when Beccy moved her hand up to my groin and without further ado, proceeded to unbutton my flies.
Her had slid gently into my trousers, and I felt her sharp fingernails rake softly through my pubes, before her slender fingers closed around the base of my, now, throbbing shaft.
"So, what say you try & split me in half with this thing again?" she whispered sexy.
"What, here on the table?" I quizzed
"No; that's a little too public… but there's a nice corridor out the back." She whispered, squeezing the base of my cock tightly.
"Are you talking about the pub's back corridor, or yours?!" I teased.
She smiled and raised an eyebrow "Now that could be a nice boast … I've been taken in two back passages at the same time!!" thoughts were racing through her mind, and I could see a twinkle in her eye.
"I was actually kidding!" but she stopped me, and she tightened her grip on my cock yet more.
"I've never known a bloke to not like the idea of butt fucking a woman, why would you be any different" she quizzed, teasingly "and I do actually like it."
I was so turned on that I was worried I might explode in her tight grip there and then.
She smiled again "Come on; let's go celebrate Christmas!" she winked, and then slowly did my flies back up.
She led the way, and I followed behind her, slipping casually through our melee of colleagues, and going completely unnoticed.
As the door to the corridor closed behind us, the noise level dropped considerably. Beccy led me just round the corner, so we couldn't be seen by anyone looking through the window in the door.
She pushed me up against the wall, and we kissed, slowly and passionately. Her fingers, trembling, fumbled with my flies once more, and she opened my trousers up.
"Hmm no underwear… I like your style" she whispered huskily
I reached down and undid the zip to her jeans, and slid them down just past her bottom. Beccy gasped as the cool air invaded her intimate areas.
"Hmm – thong… I like your style too!" I replied.