Kitten called my bluff/work affair M/F, Ch 1. | 2016

So it all started innocent enough, joking back and forth when I stated that ‘she couldn’t handle me.’ And she flashed these amazing eyes that just turned fiery lustful. And she responds back that she can handle anything. Little did I know that I would start on a whirl-wind adventurous work affair.

A little about me, At the time I was in the military so kept in fairly good shape, being white, 6’5 with a swimmers body. She looks exactly like Anne Hathaway, boobs and all.

Our playful banter continued, our innuendos increasing in intensity.

Since she lived 30 min south of base, and I lived 30 min north of base she had asked if I could pick up something clothing she ordered in my town and bring it in next day. She gave me a wink and said that I would like it. I agreed and picked them up and was pleasantly surprised when it was the softest thong panties that I have ever felt all rolled up tightly in a ball. I took them and brought them into work the next day. She kept asking if she could have them and I always denied her, telling them that I will give them when I am good and ready. I kept them in my pocket. It was exhilarating knowing that she knew what I had in my pocket and nobody else did and she kept trying to grab at them.

Finally at the end of the day, when most of the staff had left she cornered me in a conference room and shut the door. She swept up close to me and held out her hand thinking I was just going to drop them there. I shook my head and stated she needed to grab them herself. She gave me a look and moved closer to me. To this day I can still remember how she smelled, it was very unique to her. She pressed the side of her body close to mine so she can maneuver her hand into my top pocket. At this point, realizing that I was going to have her hand groping around my crotch my cock started to respond in kind, so by the time her hand was deep in my pocket my cock was at its hardest of 8 inches. I was blessed with being one of those nerdy, skinny guy with large feet and a large shaft.

With any military uniform my pockets were deep, and with her hand still fishing trying to find the ball of panties she finally brushed up against my cock and I felt her hand jerk, I think she was expecting to feel it, but it still surprised her. She commented that I had a huge cock, and then I felt her fingers grip it tightly through the pocket material and my underpants, giving it a good stroke up and down feeling how long and thick it was. Much to her dismay her panties were not in that pocket.

I had kept my hands down at my sides so far, ready to spring up and grab the panties if she happened to guess the right pocket but so far she seems to have forgotten about the cargo pockets. She rotates her body around my front so she can snake her other hand into my other top pocket, this time she wasted no time going in deep to try to find it and since my cock leans to left it had a larger presence in that side. I felt her fingertips brush over the head and I groaned slightly as she stroked the sensitive tip. She cooed and started to move and rotate her hips back and forth which I learned soon enough was a sign she was incredibly turned on.

Up to this point I had kept my hands by my side, allowing her to explore my pants looking for her balled up panties. But now that she realized they were in those two pockets she looked at me quizzically, and reached around to feel my two back pockets but still finding those empty. She was very close now, pressed up against me, I can feel her breathe on my neck, her hands around my waist and the feel of her curly hair tickling my chin. Every so often she would brush her body up against my hardened cock and coo once again. I could feel her body melting into my frame, like when a women curves their body up against your frame. She looked back up at me questioning my honesty of the panties being on my person and I just simply stated that she didn’t check all of the pockets. She pulls away from my body to get a better look and realization dawned on her when she saw cargo pockets and with a glee her hand immediately shot to the one with the panties in them but I was waiting for it and before she could get her hand in there, mine beat her to it and pulled them out. And I did what any self-respecting gentleman would do, I shoved them down the front of my pants so they rested right on top of my shaft.

She gave me this murderous playful look, kept looking down at my crotch, then at me and back and forth for a few seconds. Stating that she wasn’t going in there, which I calmly explained that if she wanted to leave with them today she needed to grab them. She looked back up at me, and slowly moved close to me, stopping one foot away she lifted up my blouse and with her other hand slowly slipped it between my trouser and underwear and pushed her hand down. Her fingertips lightly grazed over my pubic area and found her prize, but she pushed past it and took a firm grip on my cock and I felt her body shudder and her hips moving in earnest as she gripped the base and slowly stroked up till she came to the head and then slowly brought her hand down. I can feel both of our temperatures rise as she laid her head against my chest with her one hand down my pants. I lowered my head down and smelled her hair and finally I brought one of my hands down to her ass and squeezed tightly, and running it along the underside of the curve of her ass and pushed her crotch into my hip where she ground her crotch into it.

Her hazel eyes looked up at me, her mouth slightly parted, a rosy color coming into her cheek, and she was breathing heavily. I needed to fuck her. But I couldn’t do it then, that was being too risky. I sighed deeply, looking down at her, relishing her soft grip on my cock as she slowly stroked it in my hand. I knew that we were flirting with getting caught with every passing moment, and she sensed it in me as well. She released me and tried to find her prize but it was there. She looked at me like I did something with it and I laughed lightly as I explained that it fell down my pant leg and is resting on my bootstraps. She smiled, and bent down into a squat, her face very close to my groin and very obvious boner and pulled her panties out. She looked up at me with the biggest smile a few inches from my cock sticking straight out in my pants and stood up fully. We both smiled knowingly, secretly and parted ways that day. I watched her walk away, her hips doing that thing again and every known fantasy was running through my mind of what I wanted to do with her…and I eventually accomplished almost all of them.

This was the start of multiple excursions, mostly done at work, during working hours, or after hours during watch standing duties. I have more stories, but to be forewarned it might be a few days to a week before I can get the next chapter out. I am trying to get my partner to write from her perspective but she is being shy.

Oh, and I always called her my Kitten as a a pet/submissive name.