Wor Stress Release

Over the years, I have developed this thing where when I'm super stressed, I have to come. I can't tell you how many times I've had to go into a workplace bathroom and handle my business in an effort to clear my heads. People talk about "post nut clarity" and I'm telling you that it is real.

At a previous place of employment, this had to happen multiple times a day, as everything was considered a four alarm fire. I would go into the bathroom, do my thing, and I could suddenly think clearly at how to achieve whatever it was. Unfortunately, that would last all of a couple of hours before I would have to wander off into the bathroom and do it again.

One coworker seemed to notice a trend with me and my frequent bathroom visits and called me out on it one day. I tried every explanation in the book, but she wasn't buying into any of it. I finally came clean and told her the truth. She responded that if I ever needed any help with that to let her know, which was unexpected because I knew she was married.

A couple of weeks later, all hell broke loose at work. I couldn't see straight for all the shit coming at me. By the time I responded to one email, there were three more arriving. My email dings again, only this time it's from my coworker. It simply asks if I need a break. I lock my computer and head to her office and shut the door behind me.

She tells me to sit down in her chair and work on her computer. I take a seat as she climbs underneath the desk and unzips me. I was semi hard at the thought of this taking place, but as soon as her warm tongue grazed the tip of my cock, I was at full mast. I can see feet walking past her office as she takes every inch of me down her throat. She eased her hand over my shaft as her tongue circled my head. As soon as I could feel precum starting to form, she expertly traced her tongue against my aching hole and licked me clean.

Faster and faster she sucked, as I could hear slight moans from underneath the desk. She pulled her tits out from her dress and was squeezing and pulling at her nipples, as the head of my cock reached the back of her throat again and again. My cock started throbbing, but she never skipped a beat as load after load shot down her throat. After the last spurt was swallowed, she placed my cock back in my pants and licked what little come dripped onto her lips. I stood up as she crawled out from underneath her desk and I left the room.

I still continued my regular visits to the bathroom, but when things would get really intense, I would go to her office. Time and time again, I would fuck her face until my juices exploded and she would swallow every single drop with no hesitation. After a while of this, I had to ask if she wanted me to do anything for her. She always said no, and would tell me that it was her way of thanking me that she never had computer problems.

Our situation continued until one day I couldn't finish. She sucked and sucked for 15 minutes until her mouth was sore, but nothing was coming out. She finally stood up, bent over the desk, pulled up her dress to her waist, and pulled down her panties. Her only request? Don't come inside her. I placed the tip at her entrance, and pushed myself inside her aching hole. She audibly grunted louder than I expected, so I paused, but she begged me to keep going.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled as I started slamming my cock deep inside her. She turned up some music on her phone to avoid the other offices being able to hear the rhythmic pounding of her insides being rearranged. I pulled back a little so that I could see every inch of me pushing past her lips and being stuffed all the way inside her. Her lips would latch onto my cock as I would slide it out almost to the head then shove it back inside her again. After ten minutes, I finally felt my cock start to throb. She spun around the desk, dropped to her knees, and stroked my cock until my hot seed flew into her mouth.

Spurt after spurt ejaculated into her waiting mouth, although one shot sprayed her across the face. She drug her finger down her cheek and licked it clean, as I stuffed my cock back into my pants. She kissed me on the cheek and I went back to my desk. We used the unmonitored chat system that I had set up as she thanked me for my service.

From that point forward, she would only stroke my cock until I was fully hard and then I would fuck her against her desk until we both came. Fortunately, there wasn't anyone in the offices directly beside her or across the hall from her, but there were people constantly walking by. On days that there was a lot of foot traffic, I would come the hardest, thinking about what it would be like if someone just happened to come into her office, but they never did. What started off as an every couple of weeks thing turned into a weekly event, typically on Fridays because most people would leave early to enjoy the long weekend.

One particular Friday, most all of her department was gone, so she asked me to come visit her. When I got into her office, she shut off the lights and told me to lie down on the floor. She sat down on top of me and guided my hard cock into her ready and waiting hole. I could feel her juices coating every inch of my cock as she slid down to my balls. She starts to rock her hips back and forth as she placed her hands on my chest and closed her eyes. She would grind her hips as hard as she could against mine, making sure that every inch of me was as deep as it would go inside her.

I loved watching her expose her tits and pinch and pull at her nipples, as she dragged her clit against my pubic hair. She started slamming herself into me faster, her juices pouring out of her tight little hole right onto my balls. I reached up and pinched her nipples as hard as I could, as she rocked against me faster and faster until she couldn't take it anymore. Her legs shook, as her juices flooded her warmth. My cock started to twitch and I announced that I was about to come, but she kept rocking her hips against me until I couldn't hold it in anymore.

I completely emptied my balls inside her as she moved my hands out of the way and stretched her nipples out as hard as she could. My limp cock fell onto my leg as she lifted off of me. My come was dripping onto the floor as she made her way over to her chair and hovered until some dripped onto her seat. She told me that now when she fingers herself in her office, she can think about me coming inside her.

A couple of months pass and she is visibly pregnant. She swears up and down that it's not mine, which didn't stop me from dumping multiple loads inside her during the course of her entire pregnancy. Nine months later, the baby was born looking exactly like the father. I had never been so relieved in my life.