Celeste and I worked for the same company but in different offices, about sixty miles apart. We were acquainted with each other but didn't really know each other. That all changed, of course, or I wouldn't be writing about it. There was a project that would be run out of her office that I'd be contributing to so I drove down to attend a meeting with her and a couple of other coworkers from that office. She was definitely cute and had a nice figure but she was also not only married but married to someone in an important position at our company. It wasn't like I was considering putting a move on her, anyway, especially since that sort of thing is generally frowned upon by HR. I was just noticing but also thinking that, in the unlikely event that the opportunity ever presented itself, it'd be difficult if not impossible to pass up a chance to see her naked. Maybe I was just doing a piss-poor job of not showing what was going through my mind or maybe she was just having the same sort of thoughts about me but, the morning after that meeting, an IM popped up from her.
She started out just thanking me for driving all the way down to attend the meeting and saying that it was nice to finally officially meet me. It was what followed after that got my head spinning. She told me that she had some meetings coming up in my office and thought it could be fun to spend some time together. I didn't know all of the details but I'd heard a story that she only ended up married our regional manager after he'd left his wife for her.
"I'm definitely intrigued," I responded, "but I don't know that it'd be a good career move for me given who you're married to."
"He travels so much now that he's regional manager," she wrote back, "I just need a safe outlet for my pent-up frustration. No one will ever know if we are careful and discreet."
"Not that I don't think you're attractive or that we'd have a lot of fun," I told her, "but I'm going to need to think about it."
"Understood," she replied, "but send me your cell number and let me try to convince you."
I had a good idea of what she had in mind and that it was something she wouldn't want on the company servers, where I was already concerned this conversation would end up. I sent her my cell number figuring, if nothing else, maybe I'd end up with some nice photos. It was only a short while later that my cell vibrated and I glanced over to see that I had a text from an unknown number. I opened the message then quickly closed it and headed for a focus room while my cell continued to vibrate, indicating more messages were coming in. I closed the door behind me and started looking through the photos she was texting. The first was a selfie of her smiling while holding her blouse, which had been unbuttoned, open to show her cleavage and a sexy, lacy bra. Behind her it looked like a tile wall so I assumed she was in a stall in ladies' room.
My cock was stiffening as I looked at the first few photos so I decided it might be better if I reviewed them in a stall in the men's room. I gave myself a moment so that I wasn't pitching a tent in my slacks but I couldn't bear to wait too long, especially given that there were more messages coming in. I was relieved to find all of the stalls in the men's room were unoccupied so I selected one, locked the door and dropped my pants. I went back to the first photo then slowly went through all of them. There was one with her blouse completely unbuttoned and her bra fully exposed but without her face showing. The next one jumped to a shot of her skirt hiked up to her waist and panties that matched her bra. As she continued, she unfastened the front clasp of her bra, revealing a really nice pair of tits, then dropped her panties to show her trim, brown bush. She didn't get completely naked there in the bathroom but she didn't leave anything to the imagination, either. When my cock couldn't possibly get any harder, I switched my phone to camera mode and shot a video as I stroked it, eventually blasting my load all over my fist as I sat on the toilet.
"I'm almost convinced," I wrote in the text response that had my video attached.
"Since I'll be home alone again tonight," she wrote back, "I'll have plenty of time and freedom to make sure you are fully convinced."
I couldn't wait and found myself going back and looking at her photos many times throughout that day. That night, had I really still needed convincing, I wouldn't have been able to resist for much longer. She sent photos of herself after removing each piece of clothing that had been in her earlier photos then, in response to mine, shot a video of herself masturbating and cumming hard. My cock was rigid again so I stripped down and shot a video of my own, standing in front of the mirror and stroking my cock until I shot my load.
"How can I resist?" I asked and attached the video.
"Good," she responded, "because I'll be at your office tomorrow and I'm going to need some relief after all of this convincing."
We didn't share any more photos or videos that night but we did come up with a plan for the following day that would work around her meetings and not draw any unwanted attention. She let me know when she arrived at the office so I met up with her and guided her to a remote focus room where it would be unlikely that we'd be noticed or disturbed. We only had a short time before her first meeting but we knew we'd have more time later so we were just planning for quick, mostly still dressed orgasms. With the door closed behind us, we slipped into each other's arms and started making out. My hands went to her ass while she immediately began to caress my cock through my slacks before extracting it and gently stroking it. I brought my hands up to fondle her tits through her blouse and bra for a moment before she broke off our kiss and sat down. She opened my slacks completely and took them and my underwear down enough for my cock to be free then she engulfed it in her mouth. It was only with great effort that I didn't moan loudly.
While holding the base of my cock, she slid her lips up and down my shaft while I focused entirely on the pleasure I was feeling. I knew it wouldn't take much of this before I was blowing a load but that was a good thing due to our limited time, especially since I was absolutely planning to make sure she had an orgasm before her meeting. It was really nice not only to just relish the pleasure but also to look down at this coworker that I barely knew and watch as she inhaled my rigid tool over and over. Watching her absolutely heightened the pleasure, even though her skills were already providing an incredibly high level of pleasure. My cock was growing thicker the longer she was sucking it but that didn't affect her efforts in the slightest. In fact, she seemed to know that I was getting closer to cumming and somehow managed draw my orgasm out faster yet with an even more intense level of pleasure.
When I finally exploded into her mouth, again it was only with great effort that I didn't moan or cry out because it felt so amazing. She swallowed my load and continued to suck me off until I was completely spent then let my cock fall from her mouth and looked up at me with a smile. I helped her stand and, without even pulling my pants and underwear back up, took her place then pushed her skirt up around her waist. Her panties were very sexy but I only admired them very briefly before sliding them down, revealing her neatly groomed brown bush. She sat up on the edge of the desk with her legs parted while I lowered my face toward her pussy. I ran my tongue along her slit and tasted the abundant juices that she was producing, causing her to softly gasp.
She started running her fingers through my hair as I lapped at her pussy but, since I didn't have time to indulge my love of eating pussy, I had to focus on making her cum. I slipped a finger into her and, feeling how snug and slippery her pussy was, there was a surge of blood back to my spent cock as I realized how incredible it was going to feel to slip it into her. That would be later, though, so I slid my finger in and out while licking and sucking her clit, eliciting another soft gasp followed by heavy breathing as though she was trying very hard to maintain control. I assumed that it was a combination of my experience at eating pussy and her being thoroughly worked up that had her building very quickly toward an orgasm. I could tell this not only by how her pussy was becoming even wetter and more engorged and how she seemed to be having trouble remaining silent but also by how she was gradually tensing up more and more.