An Office Affair 14

Katie's story

Scene 1.

This morning you got up feeling anxious. There is this female colleague in the office who has been eying you for a couple of days now. Beth is her name. At first you felt uneasy about it, but since yesterday she is under your skin, and you want to make a move. So, standing in front of your closet full of possible ensembles you ask yourself what kind of impression you want to make. Do you want to take the initiative and impress her with your strength? Or rather be the shy colleague who subtly radiates she is interested? You decide it is a big impression you want to make.

Standing in front of your wardrobe, you think back at the past few days. Your colleague seems to be a bit shy, but you sense there is this burning desire inside her waiting to be released. Yesterday, when you passed her sitting at her desk, you noticed she was browsing the internet and your eye caught she was looking at short skirts and stilettos. It surprised you a little since you never saw her wearing anything else but pants and flat shoes. You concluded she was interested in something else.

So, you decide to help her bring out that burning desire to be someone else. You have a nice business ensemble, a jacket and skirt, that are perfect for the occasion. The jacket can be worn without a blouse and the skirt is short enough to play with showing leg. You're getting really in the mood to impress this girl with an image representing her wildest dreams. You put on a nice bra, push up, to wear under your jacket. And to be able to play with your legs, you decide to wear stockings and a suspender belt. You can hide this under your skirt, but if it only rides up an inch or two, your stocking tops will show. It gives you all kinds of options to impress your colleague and find out how you can reach that fire inside her.

But what kind of shoes to wear. It must be something with a stiletto heel, you're sure. The total opposite of flat 😉. But will you choose the stiletto pumps or the long boots. Both fit perfectly under your skirt. It's got to be the boots, since the feeling of the soft leather on your legs always gives you a sense of invincibility.

Scene 2

Standing in front of the mirror in your bedroom you start to dress up for the occasion. Your naked. You look at yourself in the mirror and you can't resist touching yourself. The promise of the day is already exciting you. With your hands you caress your breasts. The feel firm and full. Your nipples immediately react and get hard. With one hand you feel between your legs, searching your clit, slowly encircling it, going further, parting your pussylips and sliding your fingers into your already wet pussy. You sigh deeply, you look at yourself and wonder: shall I continue towards the first orgasm of the day, or should I stop and dress to work?

In your mind you already have a plan to seduce Beth and get her to let that fire inside her out. It excites you so much already, that you can't stop touching yourself. With one hand caressing your breasts and the other between your legs, you pleasure yourself. You keep standing before the mirror, to watch what you're doing. Your pussy feels warm and wet. You slide your fingers in and out, you feel your pussy juices dripping along your fingers and your thighs. You're getting more aroused by the second. You start sighing deeply, you can't stop moaning. With your hands you pull your pussylips aside, showing the pink softness of your insides. You love looking at yourself like this, your pussy is soaking wet. You must help yourself to orgasm now, there is no stopping anymore. Your fingers slide in and out of your cunt, faster and faster. You feel yourself reaching the point of no return. And with a few pushes of your fingers, you climax into a deep and satisfying orgasm.

You realize you must get dressed now. You're a bit late already. You need to clean up, but then you ponder the thought of letting your pussy juices where they are. Will you clean up and start dressing or leave it be and use the way you smell (you smell incredibly good 😍😍) in your scheme to oust her? It's a tough decision, but you think it is best to clean up.

You walk into the bathroom. You wash the insides of your thighs and clean your pussy. Your mind wanders off and you imagine how it would be if your shy colleague was the one cleaning out your pussy now. The thought alone makes you shiver. You feel you're getting wet again. You wrestle yourself free from this image, return to your bedroom and start dressing up. First you put on your suspender belt. Then you adorn your legs with your most beautiful black seamed stockings and fasten them to your suspenders.

You look at yourself, quite satisfied with how you look. You decide to first put on your boots. Watching yourself in boots, stockings and suspenders you realize that you have thought of growing a nice bush. You think it would fit beautifully with the stockings and suspenders. But you'll have to come back to that later. The office awaits. You put on your bra, and the jacket. You fasten just enough buttons of your jacket to hide your breasts. Enough time to change that later, you think. Standing there, your gorgeous pussy still on full display, you must make a final decision: do you wear panties today or would that ruin the image you want to create?

Scene 3

Finally you put on your skirt, adjusting it such that it covers your stocking tops. You chose not to wear any panties. Very satisfied with the result, you walk out the door on your way to work. It is a short walk. You feel very confident in your outfit, and you enjoy the looks you get from the people in the street. You are very aware of the impact you make, and it gives you a lot of pleasure. Your confidence grows and on your stiletto heels you walk the streets with conviction and purpose. Upon entering the office floor, you pause, and you ponder whether to unbutton your jacket, and show your colleagues your beautiful décolleté or just to wait for another moment, fully aware that your boots will make a first impression. Well, a little cleavage is always good, you think.

You unbutton your jacket. One knot. You can't say your breasts are on full display, oh no, but anyone looking at you will now see the promise of more. You step into the office, at first overcome by a slight nervous feeling what will happen. You have never dressed up like this before. Your colleagues know you as a fancy dresser, known for the occasional flirt with short skirts and deep cut blouses. But you realize this is different. The combination of the boots, the skirt and the jacket definitely signals something far more sexual. You feel your pussy react to the thoughts of anxiety and excitement at the same time.

Walking to your desk you try to be as normal as always, greeting everybody with a good morning smile. As always, your colleagues return your greetings, but as you walk on you hear the whispers and the telling silence. A deeper silence, as everybody is contemplating what is happening.

You sit at your desk, start up your computer and you want to go to work. But you can't. Something in you is driving you to look for your female colleague. You want to gauge her reaction. So, you get up again. Immediately you feel the gazes of the people around you. Your confidence is back: let them drool over me, you think. I am the master of this universe now. You walk over to your colleague. You are contemplating what to do when you reach her desk. You see her sitting at the desk, unaware of your arrival. What are you going to do? Are you going to walk by, making sure she notices you?

When you reach her desk Beth turns her head towards you, and she startles. A blush hits her face, and you can see she is nervous because of your arrival. You say hello to her and make sure she can see the full length of you. You see her gaze go over your body, stopping at the boots.

Her gaze remains resting on your boots as if measuring the height of your heels. You grasp the moment, bend over and you whisper in her ear that the heels are 6 inches high. You can see they captivate her. You whisper she can look at them the whole day, especially during a business meeting later today, scheduled for the two of you to discuss some project, that seems totally irrelevant now.

You sense Beth is at a loss, her face is burning now, she stammers it's okay to have that meeting, you set it for 2pm. You're getting up again and then you decide to rain her in further with another stunt.

Scene 4

Beth is so flustered she clumsily drops a stack of papers to the floor. You put your hand on her shoulder and tell her to let you pick it up. You go to your knees and start picking up the pieces. You notice Beth is wearing a skirt, and immediately a naughty idea comes to mind. While on your knees, you put the papers back on her desk. Then you turn Beth's chair towards you. You put your hand on her leg, as if seeking support to stand up. But instead, you slowly shift your hand between her legs and stroke the insides of her thighs.

Beth's eyes grow wide with surprise, and she inadvertently tries to swivel her chair back to her desk. You look her in the eye while you stop her, and you slowly slide your hand upwards along her thigh. You feel she's trembling lightly. Her eyes look startled but strangely begging at the same time. You sense you are on the right path with this girl. Her eyes tell you not to stop. With your hand on her thigh, you stroke her leg. Lightly, teasingly, then firmly. You start to move your hand upwards along her thigh. Beth is gasping for breath, with her hands she grabs her chair, as if to prepare for the great blow.

Emboldened by her reactions you move further. You come closer and closer. Beth is holding her breath. There is no protest, no hint of resistance, no more trying to swivel the chair. As if she is anticipating what is coming. Your fingers reach her pussy. You can feel how damp her panties are. You decide to go straight for the 'kill'. You slide her panties to the side with your fingers, and plunge them right into her pussy, which is soaking wet. Beth throws her head back; a deep moan escapes her mouth. It makes several heads of colleagues spin and wondering what is going on over there. With your fingers you work her pussy. In and out you go, quicker and quicker. Until Beth cums with a deep spasm of her body. Pulling your fingers out, you now stand up and offer your fingers to Beth. The speed with which she puts them in her mouth, licking off her own cum, takes you by surprise. Wow, this girl is hot, you think. You have succeeded! You ousted her!

Scene 5

Before you return to your desk, you whisper into Beth's ear that she must be there for the agreed business meeting. She just nods her head, still unable to speak after her orgasm. You stand up straight and walk back to your desk, the heels of your boots clicking on the floor of the office. Heads are turning again. You see the yearning in the eyes of your colleagues. Instead of making you uncomfortable, you grow under their gazes, feeling the power you now have over them.

You decide to let them feel you are totally in charge of the situation. You slightly lift your skirt just before you enter the open space in the office. Your stocking tops are now clearly visible, and you step into the open space on your way to your desk. You hear the gasps coming from several of your male colleagues, but you pay no attention. You walk steadily on to your desk, pull out a file and continue to work as if nothing happened. But in your mind, becoming sluttier by the minute, a new idea has formed. You ask yourself if these petty little colleagues are worth another view.

Your slutty mind is taking over. Your success with Beth has made you mistress of the world. Walking down the office, showing your stocking tops for all to see, has brought you in a slutty state of mind. You have decided to take this adventure a step further again. You stand up with a bang, making sure everybody sees you getting up and starting to walk towards the exit. Knowing what you showed just a half hour ago, colleagues don't let you out of their sight. You walk towards the front office and start talking to the receptionist. Just chit chat. You get your phone to show her something and at that moment you drop your phone on the floor. The sound startles everybody, and several colleagues come over to see what is going on.

Right at that moment you lift up your skirt even more and start to bend over. A deafening silence comes over all the audience. Everybody is holding their breath. They see you bending over, deeper and deeper to reach for your phone. As you're almost at the floor to reach for your phone, you hear mumbling and deep breathing behind you. You smile, as you now know they have spotted your naked pussy, probably even glistening in the soft light of the lobby, since you are soaking wet from all the anticipation you experienced the past half hour, planning for this. You take your phone, stand straight again, inform the receptionist you will go out for a coffee and that you'll be back in a few minutes. You ignore your colleagues who are in disarray. You step into the hall, waiting for the lift to arrive. You're soaking wet, totally horny now. You step into the empty lift downstairs. You are so horny you want to jerk off. You reach under your skirt to finger yourself.

Scene 6

The office is at the 20th floor of the building. So, it takes a while for the elevator to reach the ground floor. You are so horny from the events of the past hour you can't stop yourself from having your fingers in your pussy and frantically fingering yourself. You are aware of the possibility that more people could come into the elevator. But you are so fucking horny that you really don't know what you will do when it happens.

The fingers in your cunt give you such a great feeling you are unable to stop. You feel your juices dripping from your fingers and gliding along your burning thighs. It is only a few moments until you will orgasm. In and out your fingers go, your clit is throbbing and feeling wonderfully ready for your touch. A few seconds is all you need. Fuck, the elevator is slowing down at the second floor. Somebody is coming in. You pace up the fingering, trying to finish before the doors of the lift will open. Just a few more seconds. Fuck, the lift stops and the doors open.

For a moment you just want the person who comes in, to finish the job. But then you snap back to reality, get your fingers out of your pussy and start rearranging your skirt to hide your stocking tops and look somewhat presentable. You have turned to the wall to hide your face which is flushed with excitement. You mumble a weak hello and remain with your back to the person who just stepped in. Your choice not to finish has left you a bit rambled. Your pussy is still burning with desire, your mind is totally focused on that feeling.

You're relieved when the elevator reaches the ground floor, and you can step out. You feel the eyes of the woman in your back. You feel she knows what you were doing. She's probably been there herself, you think, feeling a little remorse, you didn't continue and invited her to help you getting off. But what is done, is done. You go to the bar to get your latte. You like it there; the coffee is good but foremost you like the barista that is working there. You think she's an incredibly beautiful woman, and you can't get it out of your head to think about fucking her one time. When you enter, the barista looks up and smiles at you. You feel a twitch in your pussy.

You ask the barista for a latte. She answers with a cheery "of course, baby". Another twist in your pussy! Your eyes are locked into each other for just a few seconds, but you sense there is a sparkle, an unsatisfied desire. The barista looks at you, measures you, and then says she likes your outfit. She loves your boots. Ah, again the word baby makes you cringe. You feel your nipples grow hard in your bra. You thank her. You're a bit lost for words, which is very unusual for you. But before you know it, you straighten your back, presenting the the full length of your beauty, and you unbutton two more knots of your jacket, now granting a full view of your breasts, pumped up in your push-up bra.

You put your latte back on the counter, look the barista in the eye and start walking towards the lady's room. Once you are in there, the barista enters, locks the door, grabs you by the shoulders, pushes you against the wall and starts kissing you hard, forcing her tongue in your mouth. You feel totally overpowered, there is a sudden thought to resist and push her back, but your pussy and nipples say otherwise. The kissing is nice. The barista fumbles your hair and then goes down with her hands to put them on your breasts. She squeezes them, pressures your nipples that are protruding through the fabric of your bra. It feels wonderful, and now her hand is going down, stroking the insides of your thighs, slowly creeping up. You feel all kinds of emotions, and realize you must make a decision. Will you let her continue or you stop it there?

Scene 7

The girl is frantically kissing you, squeezing your breast and stroking your inner thighs. The barista whispers in your ear, out of breath, that she thinks you're gorgeous. She raises her hand along your hot thighs and touches your pussy. Now her breath stocks. No panties. She whispers how excited this makes her. She pushes her finger into your pussy. You gasp for breath. She pinches your nipple, and makes you moan. Her finger slides in and out of your wet cunt. Your breathing starts to quicken, the barista senses your coming to the edge.

One finger becomes two, and then three. You cringe at the feeling of three fingers in your pussy, your clit is throbbing like hell. The barista asks whether you like what she is doing to you. She calls you her little slut. The words of the barista make you crazy. Being called a slut makes you hornier and wetter than you ever believed possible. The girl thrusts her fingers deeper into your pussy. You encourage her to work your cunt. The girl goes on with her fingers, deeper and deeper. Yes, yes, you now scream. Do it, do it! With one last thrust of her fingers, the wonderful barista gives you a huge orgasm, making your legs shake. In several waves your body experiences an orgasm it has rarely felt before. With a deep sigh you straighten your skirt and your jacket. Finally, you're going to Beth, who must now be waiting for you impatiently.

The doors of the elevator open and you step onto the office floor. Your stiletto heels are clicking on the floor, a sound your colleagues have been waiting for for over an hour. Heads are turning. This time you look every single person in the eye, gauging their mood. You look for bewilderment, adoration, disgust even. You don't mind what they think, you have overcome each one of them with your out of this world performance this morning. Judging from the many smiles you get, you gather you have made a rather large group of admiring followers, eating out of your hand from now on.

Striding through the office you go straight to the desk of Beth. She is sitting at her desk with her head turned towards you. You see the anticipation in her eyes. Walking past her you nod her to follow you to the conference room. Inside the room, you turn around, you pull Beth towards you, and you give her a kiss. Looking her in the eye you tell her you think this is exactly what she has been wanting to do for days.

Beth is silent, uncertain what to do or say. You look at Beth and decide to do what your pussy is telling you to do. You walk towards her and start unbuttoning her blouse. You pull it off, remove her bra and start kissing and licking her breasts. Her breasts are full and round, just as you like them. Her nipples are reacting to your touch, your lips around them, sucking on them. Beth's breathing quickens, as does yours. It feels good to kiss her breasts and lick her nipples.