This is the continuing story of Dave, and his obsession with his coworker Maria.
It was a beautiful spring morning after a rainy weekend. Dave had been daydreaming, re-living the previous Friday evening over and over, the night that Marie had stopped into the office surprising him as he was working on a big project.
That night had been one of the most exciting and perhaps humiliating moments of his life, he'd spent the weekend thinking about it. He had been over it, every word, every look, every moment. Hell, she'd even shared it with her girlfriend over facetime. For quite a while Marie had been the source of all his fantasies, it seemed now there wasn't much of anything that he would do for her.
Dave had been working with Marie for a few years now. She was younger than him by 10 years, very attractive, single but usually dating someone. They worked closely and the relationship had gotten personal in its way, for him anyway. For her part she seemed amused at his infatuation with her. He'd shared way too much over the years, he just had trouble filtering himself around her. As a result, she'd come to know his innate submissiveness, when it came to her anyway, and seemed inclined to test his limits.
This morning, she walked in wearing a print sundress that flowed and moved when she walked. Spring was in the air, a sunny warm day. She stopped by the entrance of his cubicle to say good morning on her way in,
"Did you enjoy your weekend, Dave?"
"I did, thanks!" He smiled, a bit sheepishly.
"Thanks for working on that project on Friday night, I hope my stopping by didn't derail your progress too much, you know it's due to our client this afternoon."
Marie was in Business mode, but she said this with a twinkle in her eye knowing it would embarrass him thinking back of what he'd done Friday night.
But she looked delightful. She was a fantastic project manager, always able to multi-task and keep things on track.
He had lost focus on what she was saying. The thoughts of Friday had completely derailed him, and then there was this sundress with those bare legs and her flat sandals. The combination somehow was affecting him in ways he couldn't deny. He caught himself looking at those incredible legs and found himself lost in his thoughts.
He looked up at her, she was looking directly back into his eyes, waiting. As if chastising him, "Well? How's the project?"
He caught himself, responding "Oh, Yes, I'm just putting the finishing touches on it, it'll be ready in an hour."
She seemed pleased at this. Then, just before she turned away she added "You know, my girlfriend Val really enjoyed your little show the other night, maybe I'll bring her by to meet you sometime."
As she turned and walked away, he couldn't help but watch, his face burning, with a combination of desire and embarrassment.
He found some way to focus enough to finish the project he was working on and get it submitted for final review.
With the project delivered to their client, the workload had returned to a normal pace. He'd been burning a lot of later hours at the office over the last weeks and now he found himself home with his thoughts most evenings.
A few days later Marie came by his desk. "Great job on that project! We got the signed contract this morning!"
This was great news. It was a big contract for them. Marie had a fantastic smile on her face. How he loved pleasing her!
She added, "Want to meet us out after work and celebrate a little?" Of course he agreed.
About 6pm he walked into a little bar he'd never been to that she had told him about. It was just a few blocks from the office. It was dark and quiet. He looked around and saw Marie, animatedly talking with another girl in a booth.
He walked over and Marie got out and let him into the booth while she took the seat to the outside. As she did, he noticed her long legs framed in the sundress that he'd been admiring all day. He enquired about the others, thinking there would be more from the office there.
"Oh no, it's just me and, this is Valerie," turning to her friend as introduction. Valerie was a pretty girl who was all smiles, very attractive in a girl-next-door kind of way.
"I feel like I know you already" Valerie said with a grin, eliciting a giggle between the two of them.
With the quizzical look on his face, Marie offered, "Valerie was the one waiting for me downstairs last Friday Silly. The one that I shared your 'ummm... performance' with on facetime."
His eyes got wide! He was embarrassed beyond belief, thinking back at all he had done, all she had witnessed. He never saw her that night, but clearly remembered her squeals as she watched him licking up his own cum.
He had no words. "No worries Davy. That was pretty hot" she said, "I haven't watched a guy do that since spying on my cousin back in the day."
Her use of the name "Davy" was strangely exciting. Marie was the only one who had ever called him that, and only then when she had him under her spell. A state he had come to long for.
The waitress came and Valerie ordered for all of them. It seemed as if her and the waitress were well acquainted.
Marie prompted, "You have some catching up to do. We're a couple of drinks ahead of you."
Dave was in heaven. Sitting there with Marie. He tried to keep his composure.
As the waitress walked away, Marie's hand found his thigh, lightly resting there. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
The girls talked, mostly with each other. Dave tried not to stare too obviously at Marie's thighs, just inches from his own.
By the time the waitress came back, Marie's hand was resting over his cock, she had been applying just enough warmth and pressure to make it throb.
The waitress noticed and offered a smirk, delivering their drinks. Marie pulled her hand away and Dave began to cover up, but a look from Marie told him not to.
His slacks were clearly tented. Both Marie and the waitress didn't hide their open looks.
The waitress's eyes opened wide, and she looked over at Valerie, "This is the guy you told me about from Friday isn't it!"
They had ordered him a long island iced tea and he immediately took down about half of it, trying to hide his embarrassment until their laughter and comments subsided and waitress finally left.
Marie then held up her glass in toast. "Bottoms up."
They all lifted and took a drink, he realized his drink was gone, but they had only sipped theirs prompting a comment from Marie. "I think Davy's thirsty" which prompted more laughter from the girls.
The waitress showed up with another drink for him unprompted, or perhaps Valerie had ordered a 2nd one for him.
The girls were having fun, Dave was just excited to be included and found the conversation easy and Valerie interesting.
After a while Marie said, "Lets hop over to Valerie's place for a bit" then looking at him, "finish your drink."
Dave realized his 2nd drink was mostly gone already but he finished the last of it. He wasn't sure what he was in for, but he was going along, and knew the alcohol had his inhibitions low.
Marie leaned in close, her breath on his neck affecting him almost as much as her hand on his leg. She stage whispered, "Be a good boy and come along. Valerie wants to watch you do it again Davy, in person this time."
He wasn't sure if he moaned or groaned at her words, but there was a noise elicited. There was no denying his excitement, her hand was gripping him loosely, she clearly felt his reaction.
He looked over the table at Valerie, she had a huge smile on her face, looking at him expectantly. "Pleeasse." Was all she said, excitement on her face.
He didn't quite nod, but he did affirm, as Marie knew, he would never deny her anything.
He was feeling the alcohol, but his adrenaline was pumping too. Valerie's apartment was only a 1/2 block away, so they walked over together, not talking about anything in particular. Dave's mind was racing.
Valerie was a beautiful girl, she was shorter than Marie with more curves and larger breasts, she was still dressed for work, looking very professional. She was very upbeat, very excitable, her laughter and attitude was contagious.
He kept thinking about what he was getting himself into, nervous and excited.
Valerie opened the door and headed towards the bedroom area. "The bar is over there" she said pointing, "I'll take a dirty martini, I'm going to go get out of these work clothes and get cleaned up."
Marie declared "Martinis for everybody" and assisted Dave with drinks. Marie took hers and Valerie's and excused after the shower stopped, going towards the bedroom where Valerie had gone.
Dave found himself looking around after she left, the apartment was phenomenal. Not your basic place. High ceilings, lots of windows, high end furnishings, professionally decorated. It was on the top floor of a small condo building, with a private patio overlooking the street and a view of the city center.
Marie walked out after a bit and found Dave on the patio. They both looked out at the city activity.
"Nice place" he said.
"Isn't it fantastic! Valerie's parents own the building as an investment, Valerie does the property management for this and a few other properties for them."
She looked at him a bit, "Look Dave, you are a great guy, and a great asset to have at the office." She obviously had things on her mind. "I've been taking some liberties with you, or at least having some fun at your expense."
Then after a few beats she added "You seem to enjoy it too. Am I wrong."
Dave hesitated, unsure what to say. Finally responding "You aren't wrong. It's like you've opened a gate up in me, a part of me I never realized existed." Then he added "I find myself looking forward to every day when you come into the office."
With a bit of laughter, she said "You're my little pervert aren't you!?"
He laughed with her but wondered at her words. Is that what he was? A pervert?
Her hand was on his arm, it felt electric. "Well, I do enjoy teasing you, Dave. I like seeing how far you will go for me. My toy to play with, or not, my choice. Are you OK with that?"
He looked at her a long moment, then responded, "Oh yes Marie, anything, everything, I mean that."
She looked back at him a long bit, as if judging his sincerity, then took his hand leading him inside. "Good, address me as "Mistress" tonight."
