Be sure to read "Andi's Sexual Exploits, Episode 01: Confessions of Cheating on My Boyfriend at Work".
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It was impulsive. It was reckless. It was brazened. Who was I kidding? It was exhilarating!
The sexual transgression in my office with Aaron a couple weeks ago was completely out of character for me. It was one of the boldest and most exciting things I'd ever done. It was thrilling to get him off in my office while our coworkers sat just a few feet outside my door. My pussy still gets wet when I think about Aaron shooting his cum all over my tits. It was primal and uncontrolled, and I wanted more. However, I honestly didn't think anything like that would ever happen again. Sure, we exchanged glances in meetings and traded flirty comments in the hall, but I didn't think it was actually going to start something.
I was wrong. It did start something. It opened up a world of something...and it was incredible!
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At first, I felt guilty about what Aaron and I had done. I was in a serious relationship with my boyfriend, Chris, and I didn't know how he'd react to my lurid behavior. After some thought, however, I decided to tell him all the salacious details. Some men might have been angry or hurt by what I had done, but instead, Chris found himself intensely turned on. It was then that our relationship became open, uninhibited, and venturesome. There was only one rule: If I had any sexual encounters without him, I had to tell him every detail of my experience so he could get himself off.
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One day, not too long after my talk with Chris, I was in the office lunchroom heating up a frozen meal. I was standing at the counter, mindlessly staring at my food spinning around in the microwave. I was eating unusually late in the day, so the lunchroom was empty. It was just me, my thoughts, and the whirring sound of the microwave. Suddenly, Aaron came up close behind me and said, "Something smells delicious." By the tone in his voice, I felt certain he was talking about me, not my lunch. He squeezed my ass and then walked over to the refrigerator.
I watched as he sifted through the fridge, presumably looking for his lunch. As he rummaged around countless lunch bags, he casually asked, "So, have you seen the new girl, Natalie?" He quickly glanced over at me with a crooked smile.
My mind started reeling, and my mouth got dry. I shrugged and asked, "What new girl?" I could see the proverbial wheels turning inside his head. He knew he started something... and he liked it.
Abruptly, the microwave beeped. Still distracted by Aaron's question, I thoughtlessly reached into the microwave to pull out my bowl. I instantly winced and recoiled. The steam had leached out from under the cellophane and scorched my finger. Reflexively, I stuck my finger into my mouth to ease the pain. Aaron walked over to me and said, "Give me that." He pulled my finger out of my mouth and put it into his mouth instead. We stared at each other while he seductively sucked on my finger. It seemed a little strange at first, but then I realized it was turning me on, so I reached forward and put my hand on his growing dick.
Although I couldn't see his dick, from my memory I knew exactly how big and how hard it was going to get; I knew exactly what it looked like as it throbbed and prepared to blow; and I knew exactly what his dick looked like covered in cum after he shot his load. What I didn't know, though, was what his dick would feel like jammed inside my mouth, or what it would feel like when he overfilled my mouth with cum; I didn't know what his dick would feel like pushed inside my supple warm pussy, or what it would feel like forced inside my tender little asshole. No matter which precious opening of mine he violated, I knew it would hurt, and I knew I would love it. Thinking about Aaron defiling me made my panties wet.
I thought I heard someone approaching the doorway, which startled me out of my reverie. I quickly stepped back and pulled my finger from Aaron's mouth. I licked my finger and whispered in his ear, "We'll finish this later." He smiled as he readjusted his bulging dick inside his pants.
A moment later, a coworker walked into the lunchroom, which was my cue to get back to my office. Aaron and I exchanged glances before I picked up my lunch and walked out of the room. I knew he stepped out from the lunchroom to watch me walk down the hall because he was captivated by my long legs, tight ass, and "sexy swagger".
While I ate at my desk, I thought about what just happened. These flirtatious encounters with Aaron were just getting started and I was excited about the possibilities. I wondered if the arrival of the new girl would change anything. He obviously mentioned her for a reason.
After I finished my lunch, I walked over to Aaron's department to see this new girl, Natalie. It was a big department and I thought it might be difficult to find her. As it turned out, however, she was easy to spot. When I turned the corner, I saw a small group of guys standing around a girl with a fit body and rock-hard tits. She was leaning back against the wall shamelessly laughing and flirting. Clearly, I had found Natalie. The guys were stammering and nervously laughing. They acted like they'd never seen an attractive girl before.
No wonder Aaron asked me if I had seen her. It was hard to miss the hot new girl with huge tits.
I wasn't normally the jealous type. That said, however, I never had to share attention with another girl before. Gratefully, genetics blessed me with a pretty face, mysterious hazel eyes, a tall thin frame, and full tits. Apparently, these attributes seemed to be the precise combination to get and keep a guy's attention. Natalie's arrival didn't shake my confidence, but she did add an element of competition that, quite frankly, I'd never experienced before.
After seeing the guys fall all over themselves in Natalie's presence, I knew I needed to step up my game. I wanted to remind these guys why I was the first girl in the office for which they stammered and nervously laughed. Therefore, the next day I wore a red plaid schoolgirl-style skirt that was way too short for work, white thigh-highs, and a tight t-shirt from my alma mater. The skintight shirt accentuated my small waste and made my tits the focal point because
Kansas
was stretched tightly across my chest. The outfit definitely crossed the line for being work-appropriate, but I didn't care.
It was late in the day when Aaron popped his head in my office and said, "Hey, good lookin'. A few of us are going to grab some drinks after work. Wanna go?"
I quickly said, "Yeah, that sounds good." Once the words left my mouth, I realized I replied a little too eagerly.
I stood up, picked up a pen from my desk and walked over to Aaron. I said, "I think you left this here last time," as I handed him the generic pen. We both knew the last time he was in my office was a couple weeks ago when he came all over my tits. Also, we both knew the pen wasn't his.
He winked and said, "Thanks, I've been looking for that." He slowly and purposely looked me up and down and said, "You look pretty hot in that outfit. Are you trying to get a promotion or something?" He smiled and turned to walk out of my office. As he turned, I saw his dick bulging inside his pants.
At 5 o'clock I hurriedly packed up my things and drove to the bar. It was the only bar nearby, so it was a popular after-work hangout, especially on Fridays. Once I found a parking spot, I reached up and adjusted my rearview mirror so I could apply a little smoky gray eye shadow and some dark purple lipstick. The person staring back at me looked rebellious and edgy, which was not a common look for me. I got out of my car and took one final look at myself in the reflection of the glass. I ran my fingers through my hair and adjusted my t-shirt so that it looked super tight over my tits. I smiled to myself because I was sure it was going to be a fun night.
I walked into the bar and saw that my coworkers had already grabbed a table in the corner. I bypassed the busy waitress and went to the bar to get a beer.
It was getting louder and more crowded by the minute. While I stood at the bar waiting for my beer, the 80's cover band started their set. I was conservatively moving to the beat of the music, when I looked across to the other side of the bar and saw Natalie standing with Aaron. They were talking, drinking, and having a good time. Even from across the bar, I could see she wasn't wearing a bra; her full tits were constricted beneath her super tight t-shirt, and her hard nipples were poking through the thin fabric. She was cozied up to Aaron, talking closely in his ear, and playfully touching his arm.
Aaron looked across the bar and caught my gaze. I could see that I had taken him by surprise. He smiled and raised his beer to me. When Natalie looked up, she tilted her head and looked a little puzzled. Then she smiled at me and continued her conversation with Aaron.
I finished my first beer quickly, so I ordered a second one before I headed to the table. As I walked away from the bar, I looked back and saw Aaron and Natalie watching me. When I got to the table, I was happy to see Toby already sitting there. Toby was a close friend of Aaron's, and by extension, a good friend of mine. The three of us often ate lunch together, and sometimes Toby would stop by my office for a casual chat. I was fully aware that Aaron kept no secrets from Toby when it came to sharing stories and fantasies about me. In all honesty, it turned me on to know Toby was privy to many of my sexual secrets.
So that we could fit our entire group at one table, the chairs were packed tightly together. When I squeezed in and sat down next to Toby, he eagerly greeted me and hastily tidied up his beer bottles so that I had space at the table. Once I got situated in my chair, he reached up and put his arm around me. With his other hand, he signaled the waitress to bring me another beer. Toby seemed contented to have me close.
Earlier in the day, I saw Toby talking to Natalie so I wanted to find out what he learned about her. The music was blaring and the crowd was boisterous, so I leaned in close to Toby's ear and asked, "What do you think of the new girl, Natalie?"
Without diverting his eyes from the band, he said, "She's hot."
I scoffed and replied, "Really? That's all you've got to say?"
He looked over at me and said with a smile, "She's not as hot as you."
I rolled my eyes, pretending not to be flattered. He kept smiling and turned his attention back to the band. I thought that was the end of the conversation, when he said, "She's crazy fun - just like I remember."
Stunned, I quickly shook my head and said, "Wait, you know her?"
"Yeah, Aaron and I used to work with her at our last company. I thought Aaron told you."
