It all started with one look, just one simple backward glance and it would start an addiction, one that would consume me night and day until I had the answer to the question, what did that look mean?
She was the new girl at work and she knew how to get my attention. She had fiery red locks, piercing blue eyes, full bodied lips and an incredible smile. Her figure was something I had only ever read about, it was a perfect hourglass shape. She would wear outfits that accentuated every curve beautifully, her white blouse would give a tantalising glimpse of her bra and the subtle outline of her breasts and the black trousers she wore hugged against her perfect ass so tightly. It was this particular outfit that put the thoughts in my head. Anytime she walked through the warehouse my eyes would be transfixed on her body and I would imagine what it would feel like to just reach over and kiss her, to run my hands over her body, to slowly peel off her clothes and make love to her. These thoughts would dominate my head on a daily basis and naturally I would express levels of this to my colleagues albeit not every explicit detail, on this day however at the very moment I was detailing what i would like to do to her she came walking past. I froze, my heart jumped into my throat from embarrassment, if I had any sliver of a chance in the first place it was now gone but that is when she turned and gave me that look.
She glanced back over her shoulder and raised her eyebrow slightly and showed a very tempestuous grin. I almost instantly forgot about my embarrassment and my brain flooded itself with questions, did she hear me? did she enjoy it? Did the smile mean she wanted it to happen? I found myself getting more and more aroused as I imagined so many erotic fantasies at once, I needed to know what it meant. I heard her heels coming back across the floor and as she came round the corner I had to turn to hide the now visible bulge in my trousers, I was part hoping that she would notice but she didn't even so much as blink in my direction, did I imagine the whole thing? As I watched her walk back to the office the bulge in my trousers got bigger as I took in every curve of her ass as it swayed to and fro with her strides, my mind once again began to wander...
I pictured the scene of her beckoning me to her desk and when I got there she would just grab me and start kissing me passionately, my hands would run through her hair and down her cheeks as I pulled her closely towards me. Our breathing would get heavier as the pure carnal lust would begin to take hold, my hands would glide down her back and then I would lift her onto the desk so she could wrap her legs around me. The more I got Into this image the more I struggled to contain the urge to play with myself, I knew I would have to take a trip to the bathroom now.
As I locked myself in the cubicle I pulled out my now rock hard cock and began to slowly stroke it as I went back to my fantasy. She was now removing my trousers and as they slid to the floor she crouched down and hastily took my full length in her mouth, fuck I wanted this to be real, I pulled on my cock hard and fast as I tried to imagine the feeling of her tongue running up the length of my cock and then her wrapping those luscious lips around it. That image did the trick as I came with a loud groan, thankfully the bathroom was deserted. The rest of the day passed in a blur, I was partially satisfied but longed for the real thing, I knew I would simply go home and play some more as I explored the fantasy further.
At 5pm everyone started to leave, thanks to my distractions I still had some work to do so it looked like I would work late, as I got stuck in, all thoughts of anything else slowly drifted away, soon I was focused on my work and staring at my computer screen intently when I heard footsteps coming towards my office. The door opened and then closed as soon as she was in my office, my heart was racing, I could feel my palms begin to sweat with nervous anticipation, I slowly turned round and there she was, standing over me with a look of devilish lust in her eyes...she was beautiful and my eyes were transfixed on her, I couldn't talk, I couldn't move, she must have sensed this as she broke the silence first and told me she heard what I said to the other guys, I tried to utter an apology but before I could say anything she leant over and kissed me.
