We'd been exchanging little glances for weeks. Whenever I walked past her cube, I would peek out of the corner of my eye in an effort to catch a glimpse of the tight sweater tugging at her breasts, or the formal pinstripe pants wrapped snugly around her firm ass. During meetings, I'd catch her shooting me the most naughty little smiles. I couldn't help but to stop paying attention to the meeting, and start daydreaming about feeling her from the inside.
I was your typical upwardly mobile, fairly good looking young executive -- tall and handsome. She was an entry-level cube rat, but I often wondered why such a bright, beautiful and well-spoken girl didn't seek more from life. She was a black girl (a new experience for me), very very pretty, with generous yet perky breasts that just blossomed from her chest. Her ass was by far the nicest in the office (with some pretty good competition!), not tiny... but pert, round, and proportionate to the rest of her body.
One evening sometime around Thanksgiving, nearly everyone had gone home early to prep for the holiday and temporarily suspend the misery of the daily grind. Towards the end of the day, I passed by her cube and she asked me for help with some software.
"David, mail merge in Word.... I've forgotten how to do this AGAIN. Please show me?", she beckoned.
I blinked and pondered her question briefly, ".......Tanya, I'm really busy, and I want to get out of here...."
"But David.. please...", she beckoned -- throwing me one of those beautiful little smiles that had been driving me crazy for weeks.
Unable to resist, I took her chair and carefully showed her how to operate the software. She seemed to only be half-paying attention -- to the extent that it sort of annoyed me. Halfway through my explanation, she leaned over me and grabbed some chocolates off her desk. "Some candy?", she asked -- and without my responding, she placed a piece of chocolate onto my lips. I took it onto my mouth, and at the same time she smiled and ran her fingertip slowly down my face, my neck, and into the collar of my rather smart button-down shirt. As I swallowed the candy, she pulled my face towards her own and kissed me. It wasn't a tame kiss... no. It was the explosive kiss of a new passion - her hands were in motion up and down my chest. I returned the favor and ran my hands up the side of her legs and squeezed her ass. After the kiss, she stood up straight and cutely got herself back in order. Smiling wildly, slyly at me, she whispered, "Mmmm... delicious chocolate!"
At that point I could stand it no more - I grabbed her arm and pulled her (rather willingly, if the look in her eyes was any indication) through the dark of the empty offices to a small abandoned meeting room. I laid her down on the conference table and landed between her legs, dry humping her slowly on the table while we kissed MADLY. Her tongue intertwining with mine felt like total electricity. My heart was exploding with the arousal, the excitement, the danger of this girl - in this place.
As I was beginning to second-guess the wisdom of hooking up with a co-worker on company time, Tanya lifted her sweater, reached around and unhooked her bra - letting her glorious tits pop free. I was beyond the point of no-return. I turned my attention from our kiss to the amazing breasts before me. I put my face between the soft mounds and squeezed them against my face. She giggled and, underneath my shirt, ran her hand softly up my back (sending shivers abound). Between my lips, I took one of her swollen, puffy, oversized nipples. She responded with the cutest cooing sound ever and started rocking her hips back up against mine with noticeably more conviction.
After some time of my thoroughly enjoying Tanya's breasts, she rolled us over and sat up on top of me, then began awkwardly wiggling out of her pants. I helped her a bit then slipped out of my own pants, dropping them to the floor beside the table. Tanya looked down at me naughtily and grabbed my cock (now proudly pointing towards the ceiling). She rubbed it up and down very delicately between her hands in an almost teasing fashion, only feeding me enough pleasure enough to make me want her even more. I moaned - partly out of pleasure, partly out of primal frustration... I wanted to be inside of her NOW.
