From the beginning of the pandemic I had to slow down a thousand revolutions at exits and encounters with friends. Beyond my own fears, the idea of bringing the bug to family and acquaintances didn't let me relax for an entire year.
That year life was monotonous: office, home, zoom, classes, office... etc. Many of us went through the same thing. My office colleague also did.
She, declared in intimacy as distant from the principles of monogamy, also used to complain every now and then about how her life was affected, especially her escapes.
In various chats and work crossings we both coincided on the same thing: every couple needs a break, but for it to be effective, that moment should not bring any complications. It's not about a parallel life but an instant of sexual relief.
The issue is that with the advancement of time in quarantine and facing the lack of physical pressure escape, office chats were getting more intense. Both of us were looking for any excuse to talk with double meaning, conversations that later became direct about experiences and fantasies.
So one of the other team members threw her fantasy of doing it at work since she had never had the opportunity.
As I was in my role, I dodged my response with a smile but when my colleague participated, I said clearly:
- Let me warn you that honesty is more fun.
To which she responded:
- Stay calm, I'll do the same because what your friend told you about me, an acquaintance of yours... at your place on the ground floor of that building.
I laughed and we continued eating to finish the day. During the next two weeks, verbal exchanges became much hotter, and also her provocations.
It was no longer coming to work in jeans and sweaters but by then the parade of loose dresses started, but so loose that sometimes she would show off her breasts, especially when she... It leaned over my desk to consult with me. Thus, one afternoon, between chat and chat, during lunch, we referred to the topic of viruses. I mentioned that I had been vaccinated and that I had done a study on a case in the little girl's garden over the weekend, and she said that due to a matter with mom, she had also done the studies, both without problems.
At the end of the day and after lunch, we were about to leave. As I was putting things away, I asked her to move from where she was so I could pass through and not lean on me for lack of space, to which she responded:
- That's one of the few things I miss about traveling by Subte... that every now and then someone will support you well... It wouldn't be bad!!
Given my position in the organization, I turned a deaf ear. Not because I lacked enthusiasm, but because denunciations were the order of the day. Better said, I let it slip:
- Make yourself at home.... You know that inside here I'm more harmless than a herbivorous lion.
The thing is that I could adjust some things and when I wanted to pass through again, she was the one who directly stopped me, pushed her Booty back and leaned against my stomach.
- You can't do it, I can... Apart from being late already.....
Then she turned around, knelt down, and started giving me a beautiful blow job, sucking my member deeply, filling it with saliva and choking until tears came out of her eyes.
I stopped her because after so much abstinence, the adventure knew that unbridled passion would lead to a quick climax. I lifted her up, put her on my desk, and returned the favors. As soon as I placed my tongue on her clitoris, she said she was about to cum... She was very hot. I introduced one and then two fingers into her vagina and started masturbating her. Indeed, she finished and let out a contained groan along with a gush of her sex. I turned her around and started penetrating her from behind. With the dress up, it allowed me to caress her and kiss her back while we both took the same rhythm. She cummed again at that point, and I already... I was so eager to be with her. So when the moment arrived, she went back to sucking me and making me cum in her mouth, then swallowing all the cum I had pulled out of her. Understanding the codes, we only exchanged some kisses proper to the heat of the moment, but then each of us went to the bathroom on the floor to compose ourselves and leave the building. Later, there were no messages or anything different from other weeks. Chats at work, Zoom meetings, and shared classes. We both protected our lives, but we also knew that we owed ourselves that moment. A week later, we met again...... and once again we left late from the same building.
That year life was monotonous: office, home, zoom, classes, office... etc. Many of us went through the same thing. My office colleague also did.
She, declared in intimacy as distant from the principles of monogamy, also used to complain every now and then about how her life was affected, especially her escapes.
In various chats and work crossings we both coincided on the same thing: every couple needs a break, but for it to be effective, that moment should not bring any complications. It's not about a parallel life but an instant of sexual relief.
The issue is that with the advancement of time in quarantine and facing the lack of physical pressure escape, office chats were getting more intense. Both of us were looking for any excuse to talk with double meaning, conversations that later became direct about experiences and fantasies.
So one of the other team members threw her fantasy of doing it at work since she had never had the opportunity.
As I was in my role, I dodged my response with a smile but when my colleague participated, I said clearly:
- Let me warn you that honesty is more fun.
To which she responded:
- Stay calm, I'll do the same because what your friend told you about me, an acquaintance of yours... at your place on the ground floor of that building.
I laughed and we continued eating to finish the day. During the next two weeks, verbal exchanges became much hotter, and also her provocations.
It was no longer coming to work in jeans and sweaters but by then the parade of loose dresses started, but so loose that sometimes she would show off her breasts, especially when she... It leaned over my desk to consult with me. Thus, one afternoon, between chat and chat, during lunch, we referred to the topic of viruses. I mentioned that I had been vaccinated and that I had done a study on a case in the little girl's garden over the weekend, and she said that due to a matter with mom, she had also done the studies, both without problems.
At the end of the day and after lunch, we were about to leave. As I was putting things away, I asked her to move from where she was so I could pass through and not lean on me for lack of space, to which she responded:
- That's one of the few things I miss about traveling by Subte... that every now and then someone will support you well... It wouldn't be bad!!
Given my position in the organization, I turned a deaf ear. Not because I lacked enthusiasm, but because denunciations were the order of the day. Better said, I let it slip:
- Make yourself at home.... You know that inside here I'm more harmless than a herbivorous lion.
The thing is that I could adjust some things and when I wanted to pass through again, she was the one who directly stopped me, pushed her Booty back and leaned against my stomach.
- You can't do it, I can... Apart from being late already.....
Then she turned around, knelt down, and started giving me a beautiful blow job, sucking my member deeply, filling it with saliva and choking until tears came out of her eyes.
I stopped her because after so much abstinence, the adventure knew that unbridled passion would lead to a quick climax. I lifted her up, put her on my desk, and returned the favors. As soon as I placed my tongue on her clitoris, she said she was about to cum... She was very hot. I introduced one and then two fingers into her vagina and started masturbating her. Indeed, she finished and let out a contained groan along with a gush of her sex. I turned her around and started penetrating her from behind. With the dress up, it allowed me to caress her and kiss her back while we both took the same rhythm. She cummed again at that point, and I already... I was so eager to be with her. So when the moment arrived, she went back to sucking me and making me cum in her mouth, then swallowing all the cum I had pulled out of her. Understanding the codes, we only exchanged some kisses proper to the heat of the moment, but then each of us went to the bathroom on the floor to compose ourselves and leave the building. Later, there were no messages or anything different from other weeks. Chats at work, Zoom meetings, and shared classes. We both protected our lives, but we also knew that we owed ourselves that moment. A week later, we met again...... and once again we left late from the same building.
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