Message: Good.
Reply: Good? What's good?
Message: You. In that dress...
And with these words, it began.
Brad joined my company a few years ago. I was instantly attracted to him and he was to me. Every time we met in the corridors, or in meetings, he would kiss me on the lips and hug me hello. I was taken aback at first, thinking his behaviour was a little odd and out of place in the workplace, but I figured he was just a very friendly guy. Brad was tall, had dark brown hair and an incredibly sexy, masculine chiseled face. I would often find his dark eyes, filled with a mischievous glint, staring at me from across boardroom tables. The most attractive part of him had to be his large, bulging biceps. I think he noticed me checking them out one day because he started locking his hands behind the back of his head to make the bulge even more noticeable. And god did I notice. I started to really struggle to concentrate in those meetings. I kept imagining his huge arms wrapped around my naked waist, then grabbing my ass and holding me up against a rough wall. I wanted to feel the cement digging into my back as the weight of his body pushed against mine.
Besides the hello hugs and kisses, we didn't really have much interaction for nearly two-years. Then, as if someone had turned the lights on, Brad started flirting with me, beginning with a few light-hearted compliments through our online office chat. He would tell me I looked good that day, or that he liked the way I had recently styled my hair into a short blonde bob. He started inviting me to his office for coffee sessions during which we would discuss a few work things. As soon as I got back to my desk, I would get a message from him saying how much he enjoyed seeing me. I started to enjoy his attention, and started some mild role-play fantasies where he would follow me down into the basement at the end of the work day, put his hand up my skirt, rip my panties off and start kissing and sucking my wet pussy before ramming his huge cock into me.
Then on one very hot day, during an unnaturally warm Summer, our chats took on a new, sexy tone...
What colour are your panties? White?
So you like school girls?
Who doesn't?
I'm not comfortable answering that on a work chat...
Are you going to meet me for lunch tomorrow?
I don't know, is that an official invite? ;)
Yes.. And since it's breast cancer awareness month, you had better wear something pink.
Deal, so long as you do too!
Deal