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Fantasies At Work Ch 01

Fantasies At Work Ch 01

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I only have an hour left of work. Almost done. Almost home. Almost able to deal with this aching need growing in my crotch. I have been so distracted all day by my damn horniness. The IT guy keeps walking past my desk and I can't stop thinking about him. I don't know if it's because I love a short king or if it's the way he carries himself with so much confidence, but his handsome face is caught in my head and I can't let it go. He runs every morning so I know the man has stamina and I want to feel his limber fingers on my skin, grab his thick black hair and push his face into my cli...

Dang it. While in my daydreaming I must've hit something wrong because my computer goes gray and when it comes back up I have no desktop icons or taskbar. Maybe if this doesn't get fixed I can get home sooner and deal with my own problem. I hope to myself.

I call the IT guy, excited to have a reason for him to come to my desk. "Emily," he says as he approaches, "you don't need to break your computer to get me to come see you." His smirk does something to the heat expanding through my core. If I didn't know any better I could've sworn he just checked out my cleavage. I did put it on display today, hoping to catch his eye. But it is probably the light and my hormones playing tricks on me.

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I laugh him off, trying not to give my lust away, "I'm not sure what happened, it all went dark on me and nothing is loading." He moves in front of the computer and I roll out of his way. Nothing happens as he clicks and types a few things. He huffs in confusion and turns to me.

His eyes make direct contact with mine, he smirks, and slowly gets to his knees. The heat of his eyes on mine means something but I never believed this could happen with the man I have been lusting after for weeks. As he reaches the floor and crawls under my desk, he pulls my chair in to block him from view. His small frame conceals him from anyone who may look over here.

I am so grateful to be wearing a skirt today! I feel his hand graze up my thigh and I spread my legs instinctually, inviting him in. His mouth caresses my thigh where his hand had just been. I try to stifle a sigh. I don't want to bring attention to this moment and lose something before I even have it.

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I slide my chair back a couple of inches to see his face looking back at me with more lust than I expected to see. He wants this just as much as I do. I am getting wetter and wetter seeing his darkened eyes and feeling his hands move toward my heat. I stand as much as I need to to pull my underwear over my hips and drop them to the floor. He now has a view of all of me. No sooner do I sit back down then I feel his hands on me again, more eager than before. He grips and kneads my sensitive skin, quickly making his way up my legs.

His eyes stare into mine as his fingers open my lips. He smiles and lowers his face to take in my scent. I feel his breath coming faster, then his tongue pushes into my clit. I nearly cry out in pleasure. He gives a deep moan against me as his tongue plays its way up and down my labia. I lean back in my chair, and press my thighs into the armrests, trying to give him more of me. As I do I feel a finger press into my opening. I can't stop the gasp that comes out of me. His tongue stops, I look down, and he is smiling at me while his finger begins pushing in and out of me. As his tongue returns to my clit my head falls back in pleasure and I am unable to contain the moans that start escaping my mouth. He adds a second finger, bringing me closer to completion. I hold his head in place as his mouth teases, sucks, and licks my clit. My vagina pulses against his fingers, and I come onto his tongue.

He licks me dry, removes his fingers, and stands back up.

"Emily?" I turn to look at the man who just brought me to orgasm. "Sorry to bring you out of whatever you were just thinking about, but can I sit down? I need to try something else." I stand up, looking down for my underwear, realizing I am still wearing them. And thank God I am. I would be dripping down my leg from how wet I am from that fantasy. He sits down and fixes my computer. I just wish he could fix my horny problem, too.

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