A few months ago the firm I work for hired a temp secretary to pick up the extra work that we had fallen behind with from several large contracts.
Although she did not work directly with my department I had seen Michaela around and spoken to her in the canteen, a little shy at first we soon became friends. She is witty; we both share a keen eye when it comes to 'people watching' and the same wicked way of describing some of the less desirable characters at work.
With long dark hair and a sexy body that draws admiring glances, her tight round ass is almost hypnotic in the way that it sways when she walks, she has flawless lightly tanned skin that speaks of her Mediterranean heritage, (her Father is English, her Mother Spanish) she has the posture of a dancer, very upright holding her shoulders back, this and her preference for sheer blouses matched with lacy half cut bras tend to draw the eye to her firm breasts.
Younger than me at 33 we shared the same sense of humour that made chatting easy, we spent a lot of time making fun of the mundane complaints that most of the office seemed to share about their lives and when she laughed she would rest her head against my shoulder, the light musky scent of her perfume filling my nostrils, she was a very 'touchy' sort of person, resting her hand lightly on my arm as we talked, slipping an arm around the shoulder when she brought a coffee into my office, harmless little gestures that were often misread by the young bucks as a sign of something more, it was amusing in a cruel sort of way when she put them in their place when they became overfriendly.
Lads being lads as each of them failed to make an impression they decided that she was either a lesbian or a cock tease and soon began to ignore her.
The truth was that she had been in a relationship for the past year and had no interest in any of them.
We both shared the same sense of fun and found the chat in the canteen mostly dreary and boring, we liked to send e-mails back and forth in the afternoon about whatever gossip was doing the rounds, making up little scenarios describing our version of events, mostly cruel and defiantly not pc, it was fun and harmless mainly because neither of us ever shared our jokes with the rest of the office, it was our own private little thing.
It was during one of these exchanges that I was suddenly called out of the office on an urgent matter, I forgot that Michaela would be bringing my afternoon coffee and in my rush had left my personal lap top on the desk open at the web site Jules had been posting pictures on, she had rang me earlier to say our latest pictures were on the site and not wanting to wait until I got home I had checked them out on my own computer, (using the works pc to view naked ladies would have brought down the wrath of the IT department and with it unemployment).
As soon as I walked back to my office I could see her poised over my desk and realised what she was looking at, sheepishly I opened the door.
Michaela never moved from my desk.
"Is that your wife in the pictures?" She asked.
I replied that they were and to my surprise she then said.
"Can we look at them together later, after work?"
She made it clear that she want offended by what she had seen and was just a little curios, promising that she would not tell a soul. A little mystified I agreed to stay behind with her after the rest of the staff had left that evening on the pretext of catching up with an account.
As she turned to leave the office I took a chance and passed Michaela the lap top telling her to find somewhere quiet and log on to Literotica.
I spelt it out for her along with my member name, telling her that it was an erotic story site and reading the stories we had submitted might go some way to explaining what she had seen, puzzled she took my pc and said she would see me later.
By 5:30, everyone had left; I was sitting at my desk trying to work out what Michaela would be asking and what she would think of our stories when I heard a light knock on my door, as she walked in there was a huge grin on her face, pulling up a chair alongside my desk she sat as close as she could get, crossed her gorgeous legs at the ankles, smoothed her short dark skirt as she settled back.
"Alone at last, I thought they would never go."
She gestured toward my computer.
"So, are you going to just sit there or show me the pictures you were looking at earlier, I've never seen anything like that on the internet before."
"What, Pornography?" I asked while logging on to my account.
"No silly, everyone who has ever logged on has looked at porn,"
"I meant the site where people can post their own pictures."
As I pulled up the amateur site where Jules had been posting her pictures I felt my cock begin to stiffen, I quickly opened the profile that we had created. With a click of the mouse I pulled up the first set of pictures we had posted, nothing hard-core just a few underwear shots, some topless and a few of her ass.
After five minutes or so of looking through the submissions of 'soft' pictures Michaela took control of the mouse and pulled up the most recent file.
This was the one from our group photo shoot where our friends Jake and Terry had taken the photos with much 'harder' content.
These were the first fully nude pictures that we had submitted along with some pretty graphic close-ups of the guys playing with Jules and cuming on her tits.
Not knowing how Michaela would react to them I stayed quiet as she browsed through the pictures; she uttered the occasional "wow" as she scrolled through about twenty shots.
Sitting in close proximity to a gorgeous young woman looking through photos of one of the most erotic adventures Jules and I had experienced so far brought my dick to full attention, luckily Michaela was too engrossed in the pictures to notice the bulge in my pants.
She finished looking through our submissions then asked if we had sent any video clips and was surprisingly disappointed when I said no.
"These pictures are really wild, are they from one of the stories you told me to look at?" I told her that they were.
She squirmed in her chair, her leg brushed against mine.
"And all of the stories are true?"
"Pretty much, yes, some of the names have been changed just to be fair to the people involved but Jules and I have a good relationship and enjoy the excitement of her exhibitionist side, although some people think it's wrong."
