A diversion at the office [m/f] | 2016

I worked at a small tech company where, as anyone who works in a similar industry might attest to, women are as thin as hens teeth at times. This particular office was no different. It was my first foray into tech and I was relegated to what was affectionately known as the "QA dungeon" with several other men of varying degrees of personal hygiene... save for one woman - an adorable nerd named Sarah. Curvy and intelligent with jet black hair streaked with purple, she was the QA lead for one half of our group.

Before we actually began talking on a regular basis as friends, I'd taken to imagining her naked at every opportunity - memorizing every curve on her - notably her beautiful large breasts, which seemed to on the verge of bursting from the tiny t-shirts she wore almost every day.

Gradually our friendship developed into idle flirting... then heavy flirting... and, without much transition in between, full discussions about sex and openly sharing how we'd had a mutual crush and had, on a regular basis, masturbated to thoughts of one another.

It was in these completely "inappropriate" work conversations that I learned that my sweet friend was a true submissive... something I began to capitalize on at every opportunity...from mild "tell me a secret" inquiries to more advanced directives on what she might wear for me the following day or orders to remove her panties and take pictures for me while we ran reports. I had a particular affinity for her in skirts and lacy panties, finding that this sweet little kitten had quite the amazing ass to match her beautiful breasts. One such request spree culminated in her arriving to work in a short skirt and fishnet stockings - no panties, of course - and my unapologetic-ally cutting out the crotch in the copy room with the office scissors and eating her pussy until we were almost caught by our manager and forcing her sit for the remainder of the day at her desk, legs crossed and pantyless, lest one our troglodyte coworkers catch a glimpse of her soaked pussy.

I've left out a thousand variations of the fun we've had - adventures we indulged in while working together to instead focus on one particular adventure. I had just recently gone through a painful breakup, and my sweet little sub was doing all she could to cheer me up. I'd shown up early to work - long before anyone else normally arrived - so I could finish my shift early and get home before my ex did to get my things and move out - something I was dreading.

To my surprise, however, my sweet Sarah showed up in the QA office doorway, hands behind her back, smiling at me. She was wearing what I can only describe as a "Goth ballerina tutu", thigh highs, Mary Jane style shoes and a tight black tshirt with a cutesy skull on it. She came over and took my hand, which I initially resisted - I was feeling depressed - but she softly begged me to come with her. I did, quietly following her into the elevator. At first I thought we were off to her car in the parking garage below, something we'd indulged in before, but instead she stopped on the first level of the building. Occupancy was way down due to a minor tech collapse and I was surprised to find her guiding me into one of the unlocked offices. This particular office, as I came to find out, had an attached locker room for men and women... and shower facilities. While it was clear the facilities were still in use, it was probably a few hours before anyone would be using them... except for us, as it turned out.

Taking me to the men's shower room, she quickly locked the main door behind us. "I want to cheer you up, Master..."

She was the first person to call me "Master" and the response was instantaneous - I was hard and throbbing now, my breakup forgotten. She opened one of the cabinets and withdrew a few of the towels inside, throwing them on the tile floor at my feet. Then, without a word or command, she knelt down on them, her hands fluttering to my belt and the fly of my jeans, looking up at me for a moment for permission. I nodded, transfixed by this naughty little minx, and let her pull my jeans and boxer-briefs down around my thighs, my cock springing out to meet her. She took me in her mouth, eyes fixated on mine, and began to work my cock until I was grasping her hair and fucking her mouth eagerly. She pulled away, licking her lips, and with a quick glance at the door to make sure it was locked, reached beneath her tutu and pulled down her panties, dropping them nearby. Without a word she moved to all fours and tugged up the edge of the tutu to expose her ass and clearly wet pussy for me. I wasted no time, moving to my own knees to accept the gift my sweet sub was offering. I slid into her with ease, feeling the delightful drip of her wetness down the shaft of my cock and balls as I withdrew and thrust...fucking her like every inch of her belonged to me, every thrust met with her perfect gasps and moans and intermittent cries of "Fuck me, Master" or deliciously dirty talk in between...(including a pleading request to fuck her ass, which in my haze I didn't realize until later and hadn't taken advantage of). She was soaking us both and I was climbing towards the edge of the precipice. When she came she very nearly pulled me over the edge with her - I'm still unclear how I managed to keep my composure - and she fell slightly forward in a quivering heap. I was close now - on the very edge - and then demanded, quite clearly, that she "get up on her knees like my good, sweet slut so I can cum on your face". She did as she was told...and despite being barely able to stand with my wobbly legs, I stood above her, stroking my cock, her beautiful eyes fixated on me and her cheeks flushed from her own orgasm. I came...well, hard is an understatement. I am fairly certain I have never cum so hard before, painting her cheeks and lips with cum before crumpling to the ground, spent.

Later that day we were both found it hysterical that Sarah found cum in her hair, on her shirt, in her bra (somehow?) and on her tutu. It wasn't the end of our adventures together... but it was one of our best.