Another big thanks to LAHomeDog for editing/helping me write a better story.
I had tried multiple times to get Amy to come over to my place over the weekend, but each time I was either ignored or denied. Once the work week started and we saw each other again, she acted perfectly natural. I did my best to do the same, but with how my mind raced as soon as I saw her, I couldn't say for sure how I acted.
Amy showed up for work on Monday dressed in a very conservative outfit as if she was trying to hide her shape on purpose. Still, I knew what was underneath and she caught my drooling look. It was met with a sly smile and a wink, but nothing further. This continued all week. She would give me brief moments of acknowledgement, but kept her distance. She even started wearing a baggy hoodie during most of the day, which I can't remember her ever wearing anything so prudent in the previous 10 years of us working together.
I tried to get her to hang out with me after work too, but Amy kept pushing it to Friday. So instead I spent the weekend and every night that week jerking off excessively and exclusively to the thought of Amy and all of the things I wanted to do to her tits.
I'd already sucked on them, but I wanted more. I wanted to roll my face between them and motorboat her. I wanted her to suck my cock like the cock hungry little slut she loved to be, just to lube me up so I could give her a proper titfuck. I wanted to slide my meat in and out of her soft cleavage for days, and I wanted to shoot rope after rope of pearly white cum under her chin and all over her tan chest.
The fantasy ruled my mind, I was hornier than ever, jerking off constantly when I wasn't at the office, and even once or twice in the middle of the day. I could hardly help myself, but I decided to abstain starting Thursday night, saving it for Amy. Which had me counting the minutes until our Friday meeting, which Amy had rescheduled for 3pm, in the wellness room.
I hardly got any work done that day, I got to the wellness room at least 20 minutes early, my cock already rock hard as I waited impatiently for her arrival. I was pacing the room like a nervous wreck, checking the clock every minute and taking deep breaths to try and calm myself until she finally arrived.
While the other day's outfits seemed like she was hiding her curvers just to torture me, today's was the exception. Amy wore a black tank top that was not only skin tight, but very low cut. She had been wearing her hoodie earlier in the day, but that hoodie was now gone, and her glorious DDs were on full display.
"Thank god." I attacked her as soon as she walked in, taking her by surprise as I took her in my arms and pulled her in for a hard kiss.
"Mmmmmm!" Amy was caught off guard by my aggressiveness and lightly pulled away. "Somebody's anxious." She teased. "Miss me?"
"Mhmm!" I went in again, but Amy turned her head. Rejected.
"Go sit down." She ordered.
I obeyed like a good boy as Amy grabbed a leftover beer from the fridge.
"Thought you might freshly stock this for me." Amy tsked. "Not going to lie, I'm a little disappointed in you."
"Shit! Sorry."
Amy popped open her beer and took a long sip.
"Listen."
I've worked with Amy long enough that I could tell she was about to give a speech.
"You're a smart guy. That's why I like working with you."
I took a deep breath as I sat there looking up at her, this was not going the way I anticipated.
"I need you to understand something." She continued. "I've told you what I want out of this relationship, and I'm sorry if I mislead you into thinking that meant you didn't have to try."
I tried to interject, but Amy just raised her finger to let me know she wasn't finished.
"I thought you'd at least restock the fridge, maybe some flowers? Or asking me out on a real date?"
"I tried!"
"You texted me to come over! You think that's a 'real date?'"
I took another deep breath. She was right. I hadn't even noticed how insensitive I was being. Amy was a friend, a friend who was going through a break up. All I could think about was getting my dick sucked and playing with her tits.
"Sorry." I felt defeated. I looked into her eyes. "Sincerely, I apologize. I didn't even realize what an asshole I was being."
Amy looked down at me and gave a slight nod. "Okay." She came to sit next to me. "I believe you." She took another sip of her drink. "But since you have been a bad boy you are going to have to work first before you get your reward."
She flashed her wicked smile as she began to take off her slacks, showing me her sexy red lace thong with an embroidered flower in the front before leaning in to give me a kiss. "Get on your knees."
I smirked, kissing her again before sliding down in front of her. Amy pulled her thong aside to show me the most delicious pussy I have ever seen. Ripe, luscious, totally bare and already glistening. I dropped down between her legs in awe of her pussy. It was perfect.
I put a hand on it and slowly rubbed her clit and slit, feeling the softness and how moist she was before finally finding my way back to the nub of her clit and starting to rub it.
"Mmmmmmm!" She moaned softly. "That feels good, baby. But I want you to taste me."
I dove right in.
God it was wonderful. I ate her like her pussy was heaven on earth. Tongue fucking it and sucking her clit trying my damndest to make her cum, I thought she might be getting close, but she suddenly pulled my head back before I could.
"Stop! Take your pants off. Now!" She instructed. "I have another meeting at four."
She didn't have to tell me twice, I jumped up between her knees. The smell of her pussy still on my face, and disrobed in record time before sitting down next to her, my cock standing straight up in anticipation.
"Wow!" She exclaimed. "You're really eager."
I nodded aggressively.
"Alright." Amy stood up and looked me deep in the eyes, clearly not the same sex crazed bombshell I built up in my mind since last week.
"Listen." She knelt down between my legs, just inches from my cock, but paying it no attention. "I know you're excited." My cock throbbed. "And maybe it was cruel of me to make you wait like this." I was doing my best to behave, but could barely contain myself. "But I just need to reiterate that you need to put in a little effort for me okay?" Amy slowly smiled as my cock pulsed between us. "I promise you I'm worth it."
I nodded. "Sorry again, you're completely right, I've just been counting the seconds to this meeting. You're all I've been thinking about. I can't help myself."
Amy smiled. "I accept your apology." She caressed my leg, still ignoring my raging hard cock.
"Next time though remember what we have talked about or you are going to go away with blue balls. Got it?!"
I nodded again and Amy smiled a little wider.
"So... Did you think about me when you jerked off?"
