Katie & Steve #4

Source: konachan.com

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.

Continued from… Katie & Steve (3)

Steve lifted her back to her feet and kissed her again. He could taste himself on her lips, but he didn’t mind. As he kissed her he slipped one hand beneath her skirt and allowed his fingers to trace the outline of her wet pussy lips. He was delighted to find that they were not only very hot, but also very wet indeed. Steve’s thoughts were turning to how he might pleasure her, when the ping of the arriving elevator signaled that they were no longer alone in the office. Steve looked into her eyes and said, “We are not done for the day yet, but clearly we will have to resume this a little later and somewhere a little more private. Until then you are not to touch yourself or pleasure yourself unless specifically instructed to do so. Clear?”
Katie looked him straight in the eye and answered, “yes sir.”
Steve drew her to him quickly, kissed her passionately and then picked up his coffee and walked out of the kitchen and back to his desk.

When he got to his desk Steve sat for a moment and pondered what had just happened. Was it possible that Katie, the woman he had been silently and secretly lusting after form months, was in fact his kindred kinky spirit? Was it possible that she was the sub for his more dominant tendencies? He certainly hoped so, and equally certainly it looked like they might have some fun finding out.

Katie did not leave the kitchen at the same time as Steve did. She leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping her coffee. Her subconscious mind registered the ping of the elevator, registered the voices of colleagues in the office and even registered that some colleagues came into the kitchen to get coffee. Katie absentmindedly said “good morning” to each of them. When her cup was empty she walked towards the ladies room. Her mirror image showed a flushed face and a smile. And her hard nipples. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine. Katie could not remember when the last time was that she felt this horny. A half open door to one of the cubicles caught her eye in the mirror. In a daze, still smiling, she walked into the cubicle and shut the door. An urgency overcame her. She pulled her skirt up and her panties down. The crotch of her thong was soaking wet, as was her pussy. She closed the lid of the toilet and balanced her ass on the edge, spreading her legs wide. With one hand she held her skirt up. Her other hand moved from her thigh towards her pussy. Katie was horny and she needed release. She could still taste Steve’s cum in her mouth. She licked her lips, tasting more of him. Her hand moved closer to her pussy. She felt the heat radiating from it and she smelled her own excitement. Softly she touched it. A pleasant feeling filled her body. Her nipples responded; she sighed and closed her eyes. Her wet fingers found her clitoris and swiftly moved over and around it. Katie slipped her fingers inside her cunt. She loved to touch herself and doing it here in the cubicle at work was even more exciting. She had never done so before. Still, in the back of her mind something was bugging her. There was something that she was forgetting, but she could not get the thought to take form in her head. Somehow her horniness seemed to be preventing her from thinking. Surrendering to the pleasure her fingers were giving her, she pushed the thoughts away. Katie’s thoughts wandered to what happened on the kitchen. Sucking Steve. He tasted so good! Katie loved the way his cock felt in her mouth. The sound he made when he climaxed in her mouth made her feel strangely happy. Her fingers concentrated on her clitoris. Her thoughts were still with Steve. He is such a good kisser. Oh and the way he pushed me to my knees, Katie thought, and the way he talked to…

Oh my!! Oh no!! Suddenly Katie remembered. The bugging thought… she remembered! She promised not to touch or pleasure herself. She instantly stopped. But it was too late. Even though she was not touching herself anymore, she climaxed. The orgasm contracted her pussy muscles and a bit of fluid spurted from it right onto her already wet thong. For the first time ever after an orgasm, she looked down at herself in horror. She was not supposed to do this. This is not what Steve wanted. But… but… he won’t know, right? Katie thought. Hastily she stood up. She wanted to pull her thong back up, but it was too wet. She took it off and without another thought she flushed it through the toilet. No one will notice and her black lined skirt won’t show any wetness if it happened to get on it. Without any further ado she straightened her clothes, left the cubicle, washed her hands and hurried to her office. She dared to look in Steve’s direction just when she entered her office. He was watching her. The couple of seconds that Katie looked at him was long enough. He knew!

To be continued… Katie & Steve (5)

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