I had never worked in an office that was 95% women before. I must admit it was an eye opener, from the overtly flirty members of staff to those who were almost made out of cardboard and who wouldn't even entertain a chat by the water cooler let along anything else. It certainly made for interesting times and that i feel is an understatement.
It would be a lie to say that some of the staff weren't easy on the eye but I wasn't complaining about working there.
The hub of the office was a small group of women who fielded all of the calls that came in. They varied in age but one of them, Caroline was definitely one for flirty banter. A day wouldn't pass without her engaging me in flirty chat when i used the photocopier in their office space.
Caroline was in her early 40's and she'd happily describe herself as plump and not someone who would entertain an hour in the gym. She was married, had two children but that aside she had a wicked wit and as I've said, plenty of flirty banter. It was always a pleasure to be in her company and I'd be a liar if I ever said that i hadn't masturbated thinking about fucking her. Did that make me a bad person, I don't think so.
Caroline had a warm nature and an ample bosom that I just longed to see and I guess she knew that, especially when she would clearly intentionally bend over to pick something up when I was in the office. Her curly brown hair and cheeky smile all seemed to complete the package. But try as I might she wasn't looking to stray anytime soon, or so I thought. I could definitely feel that there was a connection between us, it's just that it was clearly not going anywhere soon!
Life in the office carried on and staff came and went so the landscape as they say changed on a regular basis. Learning names was almost a waste of time as some of the staff stayed for days before moving on. i stuck the job out, it may have been boring administration but it was paying my bills and I wasn't looking to move on from what was a reasonably easy job.
Caroline remained as cute as ever, just watching her walk through the main office got me all hot and unnecessary. I would often sit and not move because of the bulge in my suit trousers. She seemed to have the knack of being able to turn me on by doing absolutely nothing.
Time passed and Caroline's office got a new member of staff, Lucy. She was tiny, only just 5 feet tall but she had red hair and whilst her body was tiny her boobs weren't and again going into the office saw flirty banter come from her as well as Caroline. It was, at times, like they were in competition with each other. They became like best friends and you didn't see one without the other. They were like a double act, a sexually charged double act.
As the months went by it was clear that Lucy was looking for a new man as she had split from her boyfriend and was clearly either looking for some no strings fun or just some fun. How did I know that? Well, her flirty banter seemed to increase, ten fold!
I'd never put myself in the category of anyone that Lucy had wanted to be interested in as I didn't think I was her type. How wrong was I.
After a few weeks of her splitting with her ex, Lucy sent me an email asking if I'd help her with a move into her new house. I almost jumped at the chance and was more than happy to offer my services. Was I being too eager? I did doubt myself and was almost second guessing myself. I put my nagging doubts to the back of my mind and agreed to help, i just wasn't comfortable thinking "what would Caroline say if she knew?" I guess I knew the answer, she wouldn't be happy BUT I wasn't in a relationship with her and after all she was married and to me, off limits.
The trouble was i think Caroline had guessed something was going on. She had started to become more distant with me. The flirty banter seemed to die down and then almost stop. It was really obvious. To be honest I was gutted as I still really wanted to see her naked and to potentially show her a good time in the bedroom or anywhere else for that matter!
Did she know about Lucy asking me to help her move? I didn't know and as it stood she wasn't going to tell me. The office was becoming an uncomfortable place to be at times.
The day of Lucy's move came and i went and helped hump and dump boxes and clothes and electrical items. It was definitely hot and sweaty work and Lucy, dressed in a tight t-shirt and shorts was more than grateful and clearly knew that I kept looking at her. She constantly made drinks and ran around ensuring that everything was put where it was supposed to go.
After finishing helping her move we had a meal and drinks and I was glad to sit down for once. The hours passed and we spoke about lots of different things including some of the people we worked with. Eventually the conversation turned to Caroline. It was clear that Lucy was curious to know what I thought about her friend.
I must admit i was honest, well to a point. I never said that I had masturbated thinking about Caroline. That seemed to be opening up too much. I told Lucy that i like Caroline and that i missed our flirty banter.
Lucy said that she'd noticed a change in her friend and wasn't sure why Caroline had changed. I said that I didn't know either.
Time was getting on and Lucy yawned which i guessed was my cue to go. I walked to the front door and she showed me out, asking me to return the following day so she could repay the favour.
I went home and showered, wishing that Caroline could have been there. It was odd that she hadn't been.
Anyway, the following day I went back to Lucy's and she met me at the door in just her dressing gown. I tutted and said that she could have got dressed. Lucy laughed and walked back inside. She walked into the small living room of the house and I sat on the sofa opposite her. She stared at me, to be honest it was an intense stare. It felt as if she was either trying to read my mind or she was looking to see if she could see into my soul.
I wondered what she was thinking and why her stare was so intense. To be honest i just sat looking back.
"Do you like me?"
It was a strange question as I thought it was obvious that I liked her.
"Yes, of course I do."
"How much do you like me?"
"I'm not sure I know what you mean."
"Well, you clearly like Caroline but she's not here is she? I am and I want to know how much you like me."
"Well, I'm here aren't I"
My response seemed kind of limp and I'm not sure it was what Lucy had wanted to hear.
Lucy giggled and smiled.
She then got up and walked over to me. As she got closer she opened her dressing gown to reveal her naked body. Freshly showered and pampered. I could smell her shower gel and her shampoo. Her breasts weren't false, they had a nice swing to them as she walked. I could see that her pussy was freshly shaven.
"Having a cheeky look are we?"
"Well, it's hard not to have a look is it?"
She giggled again.
Lucy then placed her hand on the large bulge in my crotch and she gave it a gentle squeeze.
"My, oh my, what have we here?"
