Michelle and I worked together in a bank. Both of us a few years out of from high school, but she was a year younger than me. She played softball and volleyball and it showed. Her legs were thick. Her ass shapely and solid.
One night while where closing together we started talking about sex. The conversation quickly heated up and Michelle began to pepper me with questions being I was more experienced than her. As we continued to talk she asked how big my dick was. I laughed and told her she wouldn't believe me. That intrigued her even more so she continued to ask. I told her I'm 11 inches. The look on her face said it all- she wanted to found out if I was lying.
She couldn't leave it alone and asked me to prove it. I suggested a bet. I'd ask a friend of mine text her how big I am. I told her I'd let her see the text before I sent it to show I wasn't telling my friend what to say. If my friend gave the same answer I did she had to blow me in the conference room. Michelle agreed to the bet and I sent the text. A customer walks in the door and we stop our conversation. As I tend to the guest I hear Michelle gasp. Looking over to make sure nothing is wrong I see her reading her phone and her face turning red. I finish with the customer and no sooner as they walk out the door Michelle blurts out how she has nervous about blowing me.
We finish up for the night and close the bank. As we are cleaning up and closing I start mapping out how I'm going to pull this off with out either of us getting fired. Being it's a bank there are cameras everywhere. Double checking the conference room for cameras during closing is going to be the biggest factor. Just as expected there aren't any in there. I inform Michelle there aren't any cameras in the room, she says she trust me and we will finish the bet later in the week when we close together again.
Later that week Michelle and I are set to close the bank again. Expecting more than just my cock in her mouth she comes into work in a short dress. It was still conservative being the bank manger was a hard ass for the dress code but it sure bet her in pants all day. My mind wandered all over the place during our shift. Curious what she had on under her dress, what she was expecting, what she had planned, if she was shaved smooth or not.
The manager left for the night leaving just Michelle and I together. Both of us watched the clock. As it approached closing Michelle got more nervous. She began to panic about getting caught. I ensured her we wouldn't and told her when she gathered the trash to bump the managers desk. The computer would displace all the cameras and she would see the conference room doesn't show up. Michelle felt a little better and began gathering the trash. Walking out of the managers office she told me she was good to go with our bet. My cock began to grow knowing in a few short minutes I would be inside her mouth.