Eric sat at his cubicle, finally able to relax. He was tired, having had to complete a very comprehensive report which was due the next day. He was almost done, so he was gathering his senses now, idly staring at his desk as he twirled a pen in his hand.
Just then he heard footsteps close to his cubicle. He stood up to get a look outside. He was greeted by the sight of the ample bottoms of Melissa and Valerie swaying as they walked away towards the copy room. They both often attracted the eyeballs of everyone at the office. He was new here, but that didn't stop him from wanting to make love to them like every other guy at the office.
He wasn't sure whom he would pick if given the choice. He hadn't spoken to either of them, so the basis would be completely shallow-not that he cared about such an accusation. He didn't prefer one hair colour over another, so Valerie being a blonde and Melissa a brunette would have no bearing on his decision. They were both equally attractive.
Melissa dressed better though. She seemed to be able to maintain a perfect balance between appearing professional and at the same time revealing enough to make you want to rip the light fabric off her. Unlike Valerie she rarely wore a suit. Then again, Valerie's cleavage held a promise of better tits. They always seemed to strain against her shirt, he would be happy to help them out.
He realised he was smiling and brought himself out of his little fantasy. He adjusted his pants to get rid of his discomfort. They were in the copy room for quite some time, he thought to himself. He cleared his throat; he needed some water. He walked out of his cubicle and towards the water stand. He filled himself a glass and slowly sipped the water, while staring at the door to the copy room. They still hadn't come out.
Then the door opened and Melissa walked out. She paused after a few steps, a dazed look on her face. She then adjusted her hair and clothes. He continued to watch her; she didn't seem to notice him. She licked her lips and then brought up her hand to wipe them with a finger; surprisingly she then slowly licked the finger. He was beginning to enjoy the sight, but in a moment she was walking towards the exit to his left.
When she came closer, she saw him, still holding his glass. She noticeably stared at his crotch and licked her lips, and then seemingly catching herself, she looked up at him and smiled briefly. She then proceeded out the doorway. He couldn't help but stare at her long supple legs as she went by.
He was curious about Valerie. What was she still doing inside the copy room? He slowly made his way towards it, the door was slightly open. He couldn't hear anything from inside, so he stood at the entrance and slowly pushed the door further open. He was shocked and incredibly turned on by the sight of Valerie bent over the copy machine; her skirt raised up by her hand which was fingering her pussy. She was breathing deeply as she stimulated herself. "Hmmmmm.... Uhhh, hhhhh," she cooed completely unaware of his presence.
He stood there for a moment, taking in the sight, her body dimly lit before him. His eyes followed the contours of her legs from top to bottom where her thong hung at the ankle of one of her legs, right above her high heels. Her breathing became more forceful now. He wanted so badly to lend her a hand, her beautiful ass was directed right at him, as if inviting him to join her. He couldn't stand by and watch anymore, lend her a hand he would. He went forward and caressed her pussy lips as she continued to fuck herself with her fingers.
She turned her head in a flash, but the shocked expression on her face quickly dissolved into one of longing. "I need your cock!" she managed between breaths. He didn't waste any time unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxers. He brought his cock to the entrance of her pussy wetting the tip with her incredibly wet and slick lips, as she removed her fingers from them. He slowly eased it inwards feeling her tightness. "Ohhhh yess!" she gasped, craning her neck back and then, she slid her fingers into her mouth, "mmmmhh." He smiled and held her sides with his hands, pushing her shirt to expose more of her soft skin. He used one hand to feel her back, sliding it to her sides and then down to her belly. "Do you know how badly I've wanted to do this?" He continued to slowly slide his dick back and forth, "every time I see you in those short skirts, all I can think about is fucking your brains out."
"Then do it! Just fuck me hard!" she screamed. With a groan he obliged. He started pumping his hips with abandon as he took pleasure in her body, enjoying the sensation of her moist pussy. She writhed under him, her legs spread wide. She began to meet his thrusts with her own, audibly gasping as she took his entire length in. He continued to feel her warm belly with his hands. He could see the sparkle on her back due to her sweat; it encouraged him to exert himself more. He slid his hand forward and groped her tit from inside her shirt. He began to play with her nipples.
"What were you doing in here with Melissa?"
"What do you think?" she said, turning her head momentarily and then looking away again, using her hands to steady herself.
"You want to fuck her too?"
