Big Tits in the Office

Within a month of hiring Briana, I already regretted it. I had given her this opportunity in the accounting department of my company and she had already messed up 3 files in addition to blowing off work more than once. At first I chalked it up to her only being 23 and not being mature but now it's become enough of an issue that I needed to speak to her and threaten her job.

Bianca was a friend of a friend's younger sister who I'd met at a party two years ago. I was 37 and I had spoken to her briefly that night and that is how I knew she worked in the accounting field but had been recently laid off. When the position opened up in my unit, I reached out to her and she was still looking for work so she was very appreciative of me thinking of her.

As I said Bianca was 23 years old with a cute face but a body that was average at best. She had shoulder length light brown hair. She was very overweight, probably about 160 lbs. for her 5 foot frame, but luckily for her, about 20 lbs. of the 160 was her tits! She kept them pretty well hidden with the clothes she wore, and with thick legs and a big ass, you wouldn't look twice at her but once you knew those big tits were hiding underneath, you were intrigued to see more of them.

At the party where I met her, Bianca wore a sleeveless black tank top and jeans with a dark hoodie. She looked very plain and homely but at one point she shed the hoodie when it got hot at the party and that's when I got my first glimpse of the endless milky white cleavage that protruded from her tank. I had always been a bit more of an ass man myself because I feel like a girl with a nice ass went out of her way to make sure it looked nice, whether it be from the gym or spin class or yoga. But that night, I remember Bianca's fantastic rack making me more of a breast guy in an instant.

As we fast forward back to the office, I would occasionally need Bianca to come to my office to explain a new assignment and more than once she would swing open her sweater or lean forward to read a paper and I always had a feeling in the back of my mind that she was doing it on purpose. She had a long time boyfriend at this point but no one had ever seen her with him or met him anywhere but I couldn't be sure if she was showing off her giant melons on purpose or not. Regardless the reason, my pants would always tighten under my desk and I would feel my cock begin to harden. Luckily I never had to get right up after meeting with her because it would have been obvious.

On one particular occasion, Bianca came around to my side of the desk to show me something on my computer and I felt her hot breath on my neck. I remember it smelling sweet from whatever flavor gum she was chewing at the moment. As she leaned down, her tits were next to my face and it took my entire being not to look in their direction. After a minute or so I couldn't help it and I glanced over, catching sight of her creamy chest and I was fascinated with the depth of her cups. My glance was no more than 2 seconds when she pulled her sweater over her chest, as if she was cognizant of my leering eyes.

That was the only time since Bianca has worked for me that I had no choice but to go to the men's room and relieve myself. I wouldn't have made it the rest of the day. Our men's room only has two stalls and they are right next to each other so when I walked in and someone was already in one, my first thought was to leave and go back to my work but the sweetness of her scent still lingered on me and I couldn't wait. I closed the door to the open stall and locked it. After placing a paper seat cover on the toilet I slid my pants down and sat down, letting the images of those massive globes that were recently hanging by my face fill my mind, forcing blood to fill my cock, and quickly! The guy next to me was making hardly any noise and I could hear his fingers play on his phone. I figured he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon and thought about how I was going to do this without the noise being obvious. Luckily someone else came in and was using the faucet at the sink for several seconds so I was able to get a few nice strokes of my cock in without the noise being obvious. My cock is about 7 inches long and 6 inches around which the girls seem to enjoy. It looked like a hairy sausage sticking straight up toward my stomach as I stroked it. As I felt myself getting close really fast, the faucet suddenly stopped and the crinkle of the paper made it clear what I was doing so I stood up, flushed the toilet and pumped my cock quickly over the bowl and the ebbing water, and before the toilet stopped its sound, I spewed gob after gob of hot thick cum into the bowl. It was all I could do not to make any sounds as I finished cumming to the thought of Bianca's tits.

After work I went home and stroked off two more times to the same image in my head. Then I got the idea to check Facebook and see if I could find her page. I was no longer friends with our mutual friend so it took some time but I located her page and felt like I hit the lotto. A full album of unrestricted photos from her recent trip to the islands with her boyfriend. This meant a ton of bikini shots and even a few where I swear I saw her hard nipples poking through the bikini material. I remind you she was not in good shape at all, but nonetheless she had no problem flaunting what she did have. I read some of the comments on her photos that included "Holy boobs!", "Lucky guy next to you" and a few others. Each one that referenced her tits made my cock twitch. After locating this mecca of cleavage pics, I had fodder for my jerk off sessions for a while. As you may have guessed, I am single, and recently off a long relationship so my hands took turns keeping my thick meat entertained each night.

At work the next day, there was some buzz about a guy jerking off in the bathroom the day before. No one knew who it was but I imagine the guy next to me heard the sounds and started to tell people what he had heard. I laughed it off when anyone asked me if I'd heard the rumor. But getting back to Bianca, it was decided that I was to speak to her about her current performance issues today but both times I went to look for her, she was nowhere to be found. It was too early for her lunch break and I guessed she could be in the ladies room but it seemed like it was too long a time frame to be in there. In the afternoon it was the same deal and I had enough. I asked another woman to check the bathroom to which I found out no one was in there.

I gave up looking and headed back to my desk when I realized Craig from my unit was also not at his desk. I decided to take a casual walk around the floor to see if I could find them. No sign of them in the cafeteria or the meeting rooms so I headed back to my office. As I walked I heard a faint sound of hard breathing, and I traced it to our file room which has no door but several aisles almost like a library so it was easy to disappear within its walls. I tip toed down the first aisle and before I could turn down the second, I could see hair on the other side of the shelf. It looked like the back of Craig's head and as I inched toward him, I could now see Bianca crouched down in front of him. I could see his hands holding her head and when I craned my neck and looked further down, I saw Bianca's top pulled up over her massive tits and her pink lace bra was struggling to hold in her best assets. Bianca had Craig's dick in her mouth and was treating it like a Popsicle right there in the file room!

I couldn't believe their brazen act and I didn't know what to do so I continued to stare for a moment as Bianca's chest heaved with each breath she took and I imagined what it would be like to dive into that endless cleavage and tit meat. I couldn't see much else but I had seen more than enough. I backed out of the room and went back to work, and within a few minutes the two missing workers were back at their respective desks as if nothing had happened. I appeared to be the only one who knew she just had his cock in her mouth and her shirt pulled up and resting atop her chest. Needless to say, I stroked my own cock that night, wishing it had been mine in her mouth that afternoon.

The next day at work, the professional in me fought hard against the cock hanging between my legs and I called Bianca into my office to advise her that her work performance has led me to issue her a final warning before she would lose her job. I of course did NOT plan to mention what I'd witnessed because truthfully, I wouldn't begin to know how to bring it up, and I think deep down I may have hoped I would catch her again. Bianca entered and I had her close the door behind her. As she sat and listened, I could see her eyes well up a bit, as this job really got her back on her feet and she was making good money so she didn't want to lose that. As I spoke I made sure not to look down toward her chest even though I could feel the glow of her big fucking tits popping out of her not so big shirt. At one point she pulled her shirt up and adjusted herself, almost reading my mind. I could swear I saw a hint of a smile on her face despite the seriousness of our conversation. As expected, Bianca promised she would do better and as she got up to leave, I had no choice but to see her cleavage as she bent over to review the memo I gave her. She left my office and worked quietly for the rest of the day.

I stroked my throbbing cock raw that night and again used a few new Facebook photos of Bianca to help myself cum. I found myself turned on by the pictures of her that included her boyfriend because I imagined myself doing a much better job of fucking her and enjoying her gorgeous breasts. I got off on imagining myself fucking her while her boyfriend was right next to us but unable to stop us. Sick I know!

As I wrapped up another hot stroke session, I saw a post pop up on Bianca's page from Craig. It said "See you tomorrow ". I found this pretty odd, between the smiley face and the fact that it was just another work day the next day. Then I realized what he meant...