A while ago my sexy male friend and I decided to write a story together. It was sparked after he (@maurelius1066) tweeted about a sexy secretary with a tight skirt who passed by his office and all the things he wanted to do with her. I started writing and he continued. The fun of this project was that we could not plan ahead what we would write, as we did not know where the other party would take the story. And of course the challenge was to keep the momentum in the story and to make it ONE story. You might remember this friend of mine from the hotel story… and he will feature in more true stories here on my blog in future.
She arrived at work much earlier than she normally did. The holidays were over. It was the start of a new year. The beginning of each month was a busy time for Katie, but the beginning of a new year was just downright hectic. Not only did she have to do the books of the previous month, but she had to close the books for the previous year and start the administration for a new financial year. Her bag landed on the small table in the corner, behind her desk. She took her jacket off and threw it over the armrest of her chair. Glancing down at her clothes – she was wearing a short black miniskirt and a button down white blouse – she smiled. Katie thought of the red bra and matching red thong she was wearing. Not to forget the stockings. When she got dressed that morning, she felt naughty. Now she wondered whether it was a clever thing to wear these sexy clothes to work. She brushed her hand over her breasts, her hips, her buttocks. Again she smiled. She loved the curves of her body. Unaware that she was being watched through the glass walls of her office, she sat down behind her desk.
Steve did not normally get into the office this early, he was more of a “just in time” kind of guy, but today he had woken up early and decided that the new year was an opportunity to get a jump on all those little jobs he had not finished before heading off for the holidays. Sitting in his office, surveying the work to be done, and already feeling depressed, Steve glanced through the glass wall of his office when he heard the sound of the elevator ping. It is odd that anyone else should be here this early, but when he saw her emerge from the elevator all other thoughts were immediately banished from his mind. He had been admiring her from a distance for several months now and once again the sensual sway of her hips as she walked to her office stirred something deep within him. She had a lovely face, but her body was what stirred his loins. Beneath her short mini skirt her ass was perfectly formed and her legs were silky and smooth. Her breasts were pert and perfect and on cold days like today her nipples are hard and show through her bra and shirt and THAT caused an unmistakable stiffening in his cock. Despite the rather obvious swelling in his trousers Steve decided to head for the small kitchen at the other end of the corridor to get a coffee. Perhaps he would ask her if she would like a coffee too, and then he had an excuse to check out her delicious body up close.
Katie looked at the computer screen. The computer was booting up and she waited until she could enter her password. Once she had entered it, she waited for the computer to complete the boot procedure. Her mind wandered. She looked down and saw her hard nipples. Katie smiled. She loved to see her nipples pressing against the inside of her clothes. Her nipples were hard, not because she felt cold, but because she was excited. Ever since she woke up this morning, she felt this dull longing inside her. She hoped that she could concentrate on her work today. Otherwise she might just have to visit the ladies’ room and help herself to a climax. That will give her some relief from this horny feeling. Absentmindedly she ran her hands over her breasts, stopping for a few seconds to feel her erect nipples under her fingers. Her hands moved down to her hips, and down to the hem of her skirt. A sound coming from her office door instantly brought her hands back to her keyboard. Her face colored red. Bright red. How long has he been standing there? What did he see? What was that look on his face? Amusement? Hunger? Lust?
“Would you like a cup of coffee?” Steve asked.
Katie nodded. She did not trust her voice. She waited for Steve to leave. He did not. They both felt the sexual tension – the same vibes they had felt many times before. Mesmerized, Katie got up and walked towards the attractive man. Her eyes were fixed on his face, trying to understand what he was thinking. Just before she reached him, he turned around and walked towards the small kitchen. Katie followed.
As they were walking towards the kitchen, Steve became aware of the faint traces of Katie’s perfume. The delicious scent drifted into his nose and immediately set his brain on fire. He imagined how the heat of her soft and delicate skin was causing the scent to evaporate even faster and how the warmth in the nape of her neck and between her breasts where she had applied the perfume was calling to him like a siren song. He wanted to be closer to her, to feel her heat and to inhale the sexiness her body was clearly emitting. As they neared the kitchen door her stepped back to allow her to pass through the door first. As she did so, smiling coyly at him with her eyes, he admired her firm ass enclosed in the tight fabric of her short skirt.
He wondered to himself what it might be like to cup those perfect ass cheeks in his hands and to feel her naked skin against his fingers.
“Coffee or tea?” she asked, shaking him from his daydreams.
“Oh uhm, coffee please” he replied, blushing slightly as he wondered if his face had betrayed his naughty thoughts. As she set about making the coffee he stood to one side and admired her again. His mind wandered to thoughts about what she might look like naked. He was so entranced by his thoughts that he almost failed to notice that she had walked to directly in front of him and was reaching past him to grab a couple of clean mugs from where they we standing on the counter. As she reached for the mugs her arm brushed against his and he felt as if he has been jabbed with a Taser. His entire body shuddered and a small bead of perspiration broke out on his brow.
“Excuse me,” she said, “are you ok?”
Steve nodded and felt almost like he was going to faint when she laid a warm soft hand on his shoulder. His body tingled at her touch and he felt a distinct swelling in his cock. His mind was screaming: grab her and have your way with her, but his actions were restrained.
“I am fine,” he replied to her question. As he moved out of her way he placed one hand on the gentle curve of her hip, as if just making sure they did not collide, but he could have sworn he felt her tremble as he touched her. Also he became aware that her perfume, sweet as it was, now had another deeper quality to it, the unmistakable scent of a woman’s musk.
To be continued… Katie & Steve (2)
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