I work in an office with a girl, Claire, who has fueled many of my sexual fantasies. I have known Claire for more than two years, and we're very close in some ways, though we never socialize outside of work. We're both married, and Claire has always seemed incredibly straight, refusing to flirt or take part in any office banter that might be the least bit sexually suggestive. In fact, if you saw Claire on the street, you probably wouldn't notice her. She usually dresses to downplay her very sexy figure. I first noticed how desirable she was during the summertime, when she sometimes wears revealing sundresses on hot and steamy summer days. Claire is petite and very slender. She has short blonde hair and brown eyes and a beautiful smile. Her tiny body is well proportioned, and her breasts are definitely big for a girl of her size. I guess I've had a crush on her for a long time, but I've never let on that I am attracted to her.
A month ago our company sent a small team out of state for a 3 day training session. Claire and I were both on the team, along with four other co-workers, two males and two females. Our training was going well and our group was really pulling together as a team. At the end of the second day we went to a Mexican restaurant to have dinner. Spirits were high, and we all sat at a round table, lingering over drinks after dinner. Claire sat next to me, and I watched her usually prim attitude dissolve after two drinks. One of the other women suggested that we go around the table and each confess something personal to the whole group as an exercise in team building. We all liked the idea, and agreed that the confessions would never leave our group. We went around the table in such a way that Claire would go last and I would go second to last.
Jane, the mastermind of the confession game, went first. She started by telling us that she was a "closet exhibitionist." Indeed, I have had the opportunity to sneak a peek at Jane's gorgeous bosoms more than once. She went on to tell us that she never does anything totally obvious, but that she likes to create opportunities for people to see her. The group asked for examples, enjoying this unexpected tease of a confession. "Well," Jane said, "sometimes at work I'll take off my panties and arrange a little flashing, pretending that I don't know that someone can see me. I get so excited that I have to go to the restroom and jiggle myself off before I can concentrate on work again."
The table was silent for a moment as the team absorbed Jane's very racy confession. It made sense that the exhibitionist would share a provocative story. I wondered if Claire would be offended by the turn of events, but she smiled slyly when I looked at her. Then she spoke up. "You're next Bill. Do you have any confessions that are as horny as Jane's?"
The stage was set for more sex talk. Bill thought for a minute and asked us if we remembered a certain client who had been doing business with us for a year. Of course we did, and John and I particularly remembered the beautiful redhead on the client's project team. Bill announced that he had been sleeping with the redhead for two years, and that his cocksmanship was partly responsible for our winning the business. We all laughed, and Jane asked him why he thought so much of his affair. "Look, I've been shagging her regularly, but she is a wild woman, and at her request I have slept with six other women in her office. If this isn't customer service, I don't know what is!"
The drinks kept flowing. The group seemed to be getting excited by all of the sex talk. Claire was flushed and didn't seem like her usual self; she was taking such a keen interest in our naughty exercise. It was John's turn to confess and Claire urged him on. John told us about picking up a beautiful girl on a business trip to New York. He could hardly believe his luck when she instantly agreed to come back to his hotel with him. Within minutes his pants were down and she was sucking him like crazy. Almost as an afterthought, John reached up under her sexy skirt to discover that she was a he. Too close to coming for rational thought, he ejaculate in her mouth with "her" hard pecker in his hand. As soon as he calmed down, John said "I think you'd better go now." The lovely young thing picked up her coat, pouted, and walked out of the room without a word, swinging her pretty ass. "She was so sexy and so feminine that to this day I am truly wondering whether I imagined the cock under her skirt."
The girls appreciated John's story and his courage in admitting that he had sex with another man, even if he hadn't known it at the time.
Without any coaxing, Stephanie volunteered her story next. Stephanie is a buxom blond with a very voluptuous body. She told us that before she was married, she once walked in on her boyfriend while he was with another woman. They didn't notice her because they were fucking vigorously when she came in. Stephanie was shocked, but also mesmerized by the sight of her boyfriend's big dick pounding into the beautiful stranger, bent over and taking it from behind. "You know, I've never had anal sex but I've always been curious about it. When Bobby slowed his pace and stuck his thumb up this girl's ass, I just melted." Before she could react with anger, she found herself so aroused that she undressed and announced her presence. The surprised couple stopped screwing and Stephanie grabbed her boyfriend's cock, sucking him to instant orgasm. "I never tasted another girl's pussy cream until that day, and all I'll say now is that that isn't the last time I've tasted a girl."
Things were heating up around our table now. Everyone was shifting in their seats and breathing a little heavy. I myself was sporting quite a boner, and since it was my turn to confess, I told the group about the time I was caught masturbating by my beautiful neighbor. She watched me through the window, took off all of her clothes, and masturbated with me. I described how good it felt and how I still masturbate regularly even though I am married. When I looked around the table, I had the distinct impression that Jane was masturbating as she listened. Bill was sitting next to her and his gaze was fixed on her crotch. Things were really hot.
Finally it was Claire's turn. Innocent Claire. She told us about how she once fought with her boyfriend in his frat house. He got so angry that he stormed out, and Claire burst into tears. A frat brother comforted her, and before she knew what she was doing, she was in bed with him. Apparently another brother heard the bed banging and came into the room to investigate. "To make a long story short," said Claire, five of the brothers were brothers in more ways than one by the end of that night."
