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OFFICE SLUT
(STORY #2 – VALENTINE’S DAY SEX SLUTS STORIES)
by
Kitty Fine
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Office Slut
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OFFICE SLUT
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As I commute to work in the city on the subway, my mind drifts as I talk to myself. It’s going to be another long day at the office. But it’s Valentine’s Day. And I’m going to be stuck working late.
Well, Iris, it’s not like you have a date anyway. I sigh.
The loud subway car rolls to a stop at the next station and the doors beep and slide open. I’m running late so it’s not too crowded in here thankfully. I look up from my seat and see some suits checking me out. Hmm, not bad.
Then my mind wanders to this morning. I need sex. Lately, it’s all I can think about. When I woke up, I lay in bed trying to remember a hot dream, I think I had the night before. I had some time so I had to masturbate to relieve some of the pressure.
I started thinking about my hot new boss, Michael, when I was in bed this morning. My hand quickly slipped down to my silky panties to explore my growing wetness. As I ran my fingers up and down my wet pussy lips, I thought about how hot it’d be if it were his fingers doing it to me. I was soaking wet.
Michael is older than me but still a young and very gorgeous man. His penetrating brown eyes and sexy stare make me instantly wet. Thinking about him, I went for my throbbing clit and trailed circles on it with my fingertip. I rubbed against it, making it tingle while I fantasized about how delicious it’d be to fuck the boss.
I pictured him just taking me in the office, giving me a much-needed rough and hard fuck. I bet he’d look perfect naked with his muscular build. And I bet he has a thick long cock to match. I imagined him fucking me hard as I rubbed my clit harder. It only took a few minutes to make myself cum hard. I writhed around in the sheets as I squirmed with my fingers in my warm, wet pussy.
Whew! I was starting to get hot thinking about it. Iris, you better cut it out -- you’re on the subway in a public place. I look up and see the hot guys in suits checking me out and smiling at me. I smile back coyly for a second and then look away.
It’s been a few years since I was the awkward, shy girl. Thank God, I grew out of that stage. And since I came to NYC for college and met my girlfriends, I blossomed and evolved into a head-turning hottie.
It’s amazing what some fashion sense, good hair and makeup will do for a woman. I check myself out in the reflection of the subway window. I’m a skinny Puerto Rican girl with a slammin’ body and big tits. I check that my light makeup is in place.
Since my girlfriends helped make me over, I’ve been looking especially good all of a sudden. It’s still a little strange to me that I’m no longer the wallflower. Instead, I’m getting endless compliments on my voluptuous bod, long silky dark hair, light complexion, full red lips, big brown doe eyes and flirty long eyelashes. As a result, I now attract a lot of hot guys and do a lot of flirting. Maybe that was making me so fucking horny all the time.
The subway car rolls to a stop. Oh, it’s my stop. I get up and smile as I walk past the cute businessmen and out the subway doors. While it’s been a few years, I still am not completely used to all the male attention. It’s still a thrill and gets me excited.
I walk quickly through the loud noise and bustling crowds on the sidewalk by Grand Central, making my way to my office. It’s not too cold so I feel stylish and hot in my sleek, snug sheath dress. I love feeling sexy as I walk in my new heels, wearing black stockings and garters underneath my professional yet temptingly tight attire.
I arrive at my office building and run in through the lobby and into the waiting elevator. As the elevator doors close, I smile and think about my very manly office co-workers and distractingly sexy boss. I’m the only woman there and we have a lot of fun flirting all day. It’s funny to me that I’m working in such a male-dominated office. But I love it.
I come into the office and exchange good mornings with everyone. I make my way down to my corner cubicle with my “guys” in the cubicles around me.
“Hey! Good morning, sweetie!” bellows Doug. “Hey hey, girlie! How ya’ doin’?” greets Mike. I give them my sweetest smile and flirt awhile. It’s definitely a fun way to start the day.
But I’m stressed today. We have an important deadline coming up and I have to get it done.
The guys don’t get it because they’re part of a different division in our office. I work directly with the boss on our projects.
“Hey, hey, hey, Iris! What’s up, girl?” greets Marco as he strolls up to my desk. I smile and flirt as I watch him. He’s trying not to be obvious but his eyes are nearly popping out of his head, as he tries to discretely check me out in my tight dress with my overflowing cleavage.
Despite the stress of my deadline, I laugh easily around them as they vie for my attention. All this testosterone is a nice diversion. They’re all very different in looks but they’re all completely sexy and attractive to me in their own way. I’ve been working there for a few months now. A girl could get used to this.
Then my boss walks down the hallway towards me. The guys scatter to look productive.
“Good morning, Iris.” Michael smiles warmly at me as he stops at my desk.
My heart leaps when he flashes his perfect smile at me. As he talks to me, I think about how hot he looks today. How is he single? He’s a gorgeous older man with what they call “salt and pepper hair” – it’s distinguished and downright sexy. His dark brown eyes make me stop cold. He’s distractingly hot.
“Okay?” he interrupts.
“Huh? What?” I realize that I wasn’t listening at all.
He looks at me, a little puzzled but continues, “I said let’s meet later to discuss the project -- in my office around 5:30. Will you be ready to meet?”
“Oh, yes, Michael. Talk to you then.”
“Okay, great.” He flashes another irresistibly sexy smile and walks away. Oh God, I want to fuck him.
I think about meeting with him alone later and feel tingly. My body trembles slightly at the thought. I feel wetness flood my panties as I squirm in my seat. Iris, how in the hell are you going to be able to concentrate on work?
It’s not helping that I haven’t had sex for weeks, maybe even months. Unless you count the times I’ve played with myself, thinking about fucking Michael. I sigh and bite my lower lip in frustration. I go back to work, trying to finish up everything before the meeting.
The day seems to fly by. Before I know it, the guys are packing up and saying their goodbyes. They always leave right on time.
I check myself out in the little mirror at my desk. I fix my lip gloss and my hair, wanting to look good for my meeting with Michael. Okay, this shouldn’t be too bad. I think this project is under control and he’ll be happy.
I glance at the clock. It’s 5:30. I take a deep but shaky breath. Shit, no need to be nervous, I tell myself. Then I gather up my things and walk over to his office.
I walk down the quiet, barren hallway towards his office. It seems that everyone has left for the day.
As I enter his large, sophisticated city office, he looks up at me from his plush leather chair. My body reacts as my pussy tingles under his deep, sexy gaze. I try to keep my cool and walk in confidently and professionally.
“Hi, Michael. Are you ready for me?” I chirp cheerily. My bad girl inner voice finishes the thought in my mind, “to fuck your brains out?” Oh crap, Iris. That came out so wrong in my twisted mind.
I pretend not to notice as his hot lips slowly curl up in a smile as he looks at me, and then checks me out up and down quickly.
“Oh, yes, Iris. Come in. Have a seat, please.” He motions for me to pull up a chair next to him.
I try to maintain my cool and not stare. He’s gorgeous. He’s big and stocky and I can see he has muscle on muscle under his professional, crisp white business shirt and tie.
“So Michael, I’ve gone through everything and it took a LOT to pull it together today…but it’s done. It’s still a draft but I have a full printed proposal complete. Here you go.”
I’m usually professional and assured but this time, I feel like I don’t trust myself under the weight of his sexy stare. I give him a sweet smile back, still trying to maintain my composure while I could feel the flood of wetness between my thighs.
“Iris, that’s fantastic. What a relief. Thank you! We can go over this tomorrow with the team. I’m sure we’ll get it in on time now.”
I’m beaming. It’s hard enough that I want to jump him right then and there. All his sweet charm and compliments were making me more turned on.
“Oh, you’re welcome but that’s my job.” I wonder if I’m blushing. I see that his gaze has dropped and he’s checking me out.
“That’s a really nice dress, Iris. You look really great today, as always.” He smiles approvingly as his gaze travels over my body appreciatively. The dress is a sleek dark gray sheath, that’s stylishly professional but it’s a size too small at least.
As his eyes linger at my full chest and ample cleavage, I’m acutely aware that my tits are straining against the tight constrictive dress. I feel more warm wetness surge in my cunt.
“You know, you’ve been doing a fabulous job since you got here. And the guys…they all love you. I mean, they’re crazy about you. I can see why.”
I hear my heart thumping loudly now. Did he just say…I mean, is he flirting with me? I know he’s single and gorgeous, but he’s my boss. This can’t be a good idea.
“Aw, thanks Michael. You’re too good to me.”
My professional tone softens as my body temperature rises. What the hell? Am I going to get fucked by the boss? The thought makes my pulse quicken as I steal a quick glance at his hard muscle definition through his shirt. I start squirming in my seat a little, getting uncomfortably turned on sitting there alone with him.
“No really, you went the extra mile – staying late even on Valentine’s Day. I mean, surely, a woman like you has to beat the guys away…like in this office, right? Is your boyfriend angry you stayed late?”
“Oh, no. I don’t have a boyfriend. It’s a long story but I’m single again.” I smile sweetly, trying to not look like I was soaking my panties with my creamy excitement.
My eyes dart around the room for something else to distract me. I spring up out of the chair and slink over to something in his bookcase.
“Oh, is this the last proposal?” I’m trying to distract him while I collect my thoughts. It’s a tough task as I’m so turned on, I don’t know if I can be so near his sexy scent and hot body. I wonder if he can tell that my heart is thumping and if he can see the swell of my breasts heaving as I try my best to maintain my composure.
I pretend to study the proposal while I flip through the pages. As I stand with my back facing him, I can feel his eyes bearing down on my ass and up my long legs. I hear him get up from his chair and walk up behind me.
I close my eyes for a second, biting my lower lip and trying to control my breathing.
Suddenly he’s right up against me. I’m completely taken by surprise.
I can feel his hard bulge pressing firmly against the crease of my ass through my tight dress. I gasp as he wraps his arms around me and pushes into me from behind. He slowly trails his lips against my skin, leaving warm soft kisses down my neck.
“I have a proposal for you,” he murmurs into my neck as he presses his hardness against me urgently.