After the tremendous fuck my supervisor gave me, it took a week since we last saw each other in the office, but we're not alone anymore, others have returned. At first, I noticed he was avoiding me and didn't want to look at me, so I just stayed at my desk because he would come eventually...
He approached with a coffee and said: Hello, good morning. Don't you think about greeting? You've been here for a while and I'm already here, it's only fair that you come to greet me or bring a coffee? How was the weekend? He asked, playing with his bag on my desk.
Just because my girlfriend left for two months, he replied, sitting down at my desk and placing his bag next to my face. You couldn't have then, but you did last week (I said while looking at his bag)
He laughed and asked: Did you come by bike today too? And went back to his desk.
(As a reminder, or maybe they didn't read the previous post, but thanks to the bike comment we ended up getting it on)
No sooner had he gone back to his desk than I went to the bathroom, locked myself in a private stall and sent him a WhatsApp message: I didn't come by bike because I went to the gym first but I brought the jockstrap
I saw that he read my message and after a few minutes responded: That's it. We've already talked about this and we got off topic (CLEARLY HE WAS PLAYING THE DISINTERESTED AND HETEROSEXUAL)
I retorted: It's not the same, it's a different color and sent him a photo.
Are you in the bathroom? The other one was tighter on me He responded
Yes, I'm in the bathroom in the last stall, come here and make me cum what I couldn't do over the weekend
After a back-and-forth of We're at work, No way, That's it, I have a girlfriend, etc., etc. I heard the bathroom door open and saw two feet at the door of the private stall where I was, opened it and it was him, he entered and said: We'll get fired if they find out
I replied while stroking his bag: If you don't cum as much as last week, no one will listen to us, promise me I'll swallow every drop
I sat like an Indian. For them not to see that there were two people and I raised the suspenders to make them see, my supervisor grabbed my hair and told me: open your mouth promiscuous, I can't take it. I lowered the jean zipper and started sucking his cock, each time it got harder. I passed the strap around his head, sucked his balls, and while looking at him, I could see that he was leaning against the wall with his hands on his mouth. Every time we heard someone coming in, we would stay quiet, me with his cock in my mouth and looking at each other's eyes. He covered his mouth to muffle his excitement. He started touching himself with one hand and held my hair with the other. Before sucking it again, I said Take pictures, I want a souvenir. I kept sucking his fat cock until I heard Here comes someone. I pushed the cum all the way down and felt that warm cum in my mouth, he covered his mouth and closed his eyes with force. I swallowed the cum and kept sucking for a bit more, until I felt the cock getting softer. When it was over, he gave me a little slap and told me: I'll send you the video by WhatsApp so we have the souvenir.
He approached with a coffee and said: Hello, good morning. Don't you think about greeting? You've been here for a while and I'm already here, it's only fair that you come to greet me or bring a coffee? How was the weekend? He asked, playing with his bag on my desk.
Just because my girlfriend left for two months, he replied, sitting down at my desk and placing his bag next to my face. You couldn't have then, but you did last week (I said while looking at his bag)
He laughed and asked: Did you come by bike today too? And went back to his desk.
(As a reminder, or maybe they didn't read the previous post, but thanks to the bike comment we ended up getting it on)
No sooner had he gone back to his desk than I went to the bathroom, locked myself in a private stall and sent him a WhatsApp message: I didn't come by bike because I went to the gym first but I brought the jockstrap
I saw that he read my message and after a few minutes responded: That's it. We've already talked about this and we got off topic (CLEARLY HE WAS PLAYING THE DISINTERESTED AND HETEROSEXUAL)
I retorted: It's not the same, it's a different color and sent him a photo.
Are you in the bathroom? The other one was tighter on me He responded
Yes, I'm in the bathroom in the last stall, come here and make me cum what I couldn't do over the weekend
After a back-and-forth of We're at work, No way, That's it, I have a girlfriend, etc., etc. I heard the bathroom door open and saw two feet at the door of the private stall where I was, opened it and it was him, he entered and said: We'll get fired if they find out
I replied while stroking his bag: If you don't cum as much as last week, no one will listen to us, promise me I'll swallow every drop
I sat like an Indian. For them not to see that there were two people and I raised the suspenders to make them see, my supervisor grabbed my hair and told me: open your mouth promiscuous, I can't take it. I lowered the jean zipper and started sucking his cock, each time it got harder. I passed the strap around his head, sucked his balls, and while looking at him, I could see that he was leaning against the wall with his hands on his mouth. Every time we heard someone coming in, we would stay quiet, me with his cock in my mouth and looking at each other's eyes. He covered his mouth to muffle his excitement. He started touching himself with one hand and held my hair with the other. Before sucking it again, I said Take pictures, I want a souvenir. I kept sucking his fat cock until I heard Here comes someone. I pushed the cum all the way down and felt that warm cum in my mouth, he covered his mouth and closed his eyes with force. I swallowed the cum and kept sucking for a bit more, until I felt the cock getting softer. When it was over, he gave me a little slap and told me: I'll send you the video by WhatsApp so we have the souvenir.
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