Women’s restrooms at the office. Pulse hammers in my ears. Friday noon. Caroline’s away. Fanny calls me over. Her tailleur microskirt hugs those endless legs. She drops to all fours under her desk. ‘You handle software. I do cables.’ Her ass lifts. Skirt rides up. No panties. Bushy mound exposed. Dark curls frame her slit. Heart races. Blood surges south. Cock throbs hard against my pants.
She crawls deeper. Legs part slightly. Pink folds glisten. I lean in. Stare. She twists. Catches me. ‘Stop ogling. Check the cam.’ Voice playful. I test. It works. She shifts. Opens wider. Juices shimmer. ‘Fix the network. Dessert if done by one.’ Throat dry. Fingers shake on keys. Her password: F.A.N.N.Y.3.7.1.V.O.I.S.S.A. VOISSA site. Her profile. Exhibitionist slut.
The Fever
She teases. Ass sways. Folds wink. My bulge aches. She emerges. Hand grazes my cock. ‘Women’s toilets. Five minutes.’ Order barked. I bolt there. Doors locked. Christine exits. Smooths her button dress. Cleavage deep. ‘Wrong restroom?’ Wink. Eyes my tent. ‘Call me next time.’ Door shuts. Fanny enters. Locks it.
Kneel. She hikes skirt slow. Bush inches from my face. Heat radiates. Musky scent hits. Cock leaks pre-cum. ‘Look only.’ Her finger traces slit. Parts lips. Wetness beads. Breath fans her curls. She shivers.
The Blaze
The Blaze. ‘Pleasure me. No hands.’ Backs to wall. Legs spread. Grab her tight ass. Lips meet her pussy. Soft. Wet. Salty nectar floods tongue. Kiss deep. Tongue dives in. She grips my hair. Pushes harder. Nose grinds clit. Swirl. Suck. Her thighs quake. Heart slams chest. Cock pulses untouched. Lap her folds. Drink her flood. Fast flicks on swollen nub. She gasps. Hips buck. ‘Yes…’ Gush hits. Orgasm rips. I clean every drop. Taste lingers. Addictive.
Skirt drops. She eyes my bulge. ‘Jerk to my VOISSA pics.’ Exits. I wait. Door opens. Christine again. ‘Still hard?’ Smirk. Stares at my strain. ‘Solution next time…’
The Ashes. Back at desk. Taste of Fanny coats mouth. Cock throbs denied. Caroline returns. Sees my flush. Smiles. Sends pics: meeting flashes. Skirt hiked. Cleavage spilled. Pussy peeks. No jealousy. Pure fire. Skin still burns. Pulse echoes her moans. Office rules shattered. Fanny owns my hunger now. Monday looms. Risks multiply. Crave more.