Part 2 of Lucas' struggle with his unruly coworker.
Another big thank you to Overthinker_UK for his valuable feedback about the level of excitement the story produced. Apparently, he even forgot about his red penπ
I hope you enjoy the story just as much
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On Monday morning Lucas was late for work. The main reason being the late night after he binged on porn, in each actress seeing Alice's face. Then in the morning he spent a long time in the shower, jerking off again to the memories from the Friday night.
By the time he arrived at the office everyone was looking at him suspiciously. He was never late before.
Everyone apart from Alice that is. He gave her a brief glance, noticing how long her legs looked when she crossed them sitting at her desk, typing fast on her keyboard and staring at the screen. She was wearing a black skirt, just that little bit shorter to draw more attention and a white, buttoned up shirt, that would be modest if it wasn't stretching on her ample breasts almost to the point of tearing.
Lucas sat at his desk in the corner, trying to ignore growing tightness in his trousers.
Alice seemed to ignore him too and he wasn't sure what to think of that. Maybe for her it was a meaningless fuck, but Lucas for his part could not get her out of his mind. He was almost permanently hard, revisiting in detail the feel of her wet pussy when he fingered her, the lovely sound of her moans, her hot butt cheeks after he gave her hard spanking...
The tightness in his trousers increased and he realised he missed a couple of figures in the report he was checking.
He threw another quick glance at Alice, she was still busy tapping away. His gaze slid to her breasts. He wondered what colour was her bra and how easy it would be for him to slide his hands inside to tease her nipples.
Shit! Missed another line.
Lucas went back to the beginning of the paragraph and checked it again, trying hard to push the image of Alice's tits out of his mind.
Luckily, he was helped by another person walking into the room and soon got distracted by the conversation. The usual Monday business took over his mind enough so he wasn't preoccupied with Alice's silent presence in the opposite corner of the room.
Until lunch time.
Alice moved from behind her desk. Lucas heard her confident steps as she approached his corner. He purposefully did not turn around.
A pile of documents landed on his desk with a loud bang.
"There, I've done the reports for you."
She parked her amazing arse that Lucas fantasised about the whole weekend on his desk and looked at him with her big blue eyes in a way that made him blush.
"So quickly?" he asked surprised, trying not to stare at her breasts in that tight shirt.
Alice laughed.
"They're full of mistakes that you can growl and swear about," she said lightly and winked at him. "I'll find you later to express my remorse."
She walked out of the room, before the sense of her words fully got to Lucas. When it did, he swore, not even that quietly. Fucking bitch! She was doing it on purpose!