Fantasy fulfilled Part 1 (MF)(Office)(Secretary) | 2016

As I was heading to make an interview for a new job, little that I knew it would end up changing my world. (Real Story)(Long story)

I stepped into this white office, new and neat, I sat on a leather couch waiting for my turn to make the interview. I grabbed a home decoration magazine laying nearby on the table and started looking into the colorful pages trying to forget the stress of the waiting time. Five minutes passed by before I acknowledge the sound of a high heel getting closer, raising my head slowly, I found myself checking the details of a young woman with an attraction I never could explain. Black high heels with symmetrical toes, dark red manicure, shining straight toned legs running up to a black stretchy skirt hiding a round curvy ass, a white stretch top hiding a bit curvy yet perfectly sized belly and a pair of two bulging breasts I couldn’t help but to stare at them for a while longer than the rest of her toned body. Her double D’s breasts were jumping around; as she was getting closer I could see the blue veins pulsating craving for release from the tight bra she was wearing. My cock began pushing through the fabric of my pants getting more and more visible that I had to hide it with the magazine. She was the perfect goddess.

Moments passed by before I actually heard her talking, I was trying so hard to keep my eyes from digging deeper into her cleavage that I forgot she came to take me to the interview. I looked to her face and smiled at her sweet angelic face, her cheeks red as an apple as she noticed my gazing eyes. Stood up, looked her in the eyes as she was welcoming me into the office and guiding me into the HR’s office.
Later that night I couldn’t stop thinking about every inch of that hot body. I couldn’t believe that such a hot woman was so shy she was bright red as I finished checking her out. I could still smell her coconut perfume on my hands preventing me from forgetting her. I slept on my bed and started thinking about those pulsating breasts and hard curved ass walking towards me, I could even imagine her big black nipples pointing forward. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but to push my hands down my pants to relieve the pain growing between my legs all day long. I was so hard and hot in a way I never seen before. It looked as if I was teased for a year without coming. I grabbed my cock and started stroking myself slowly, imagining her nails dug into my skin, those soft lips wrapped around the head of my cock sucking it slowly moving her head up getting me over the edge as I kiss suck and bite that curved ass and suck her pink pussy. Suddenly as I felt the first shiver before I come, I could imagine her bouncing on my cock up and down moaning loudly with her breasts bouncing around while I have her hard large black nipple in mouth, sucking and biting them as hard as I can. I finally felt cum shots coming out my balls like a raging gun fire, she got me so horny that I couldn’t take it anymore. Months later, as I was losing hope of getting the job, I was surprised by a phone call with a familiar voice. It was her, asking me to come to the office in order to sign my contract and start working with them. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Suddenly, I forgot the real reason for my presumed happiness and could only think of her and all the possibilities.

First couple of months passed by, I wasn’t really close to her, I thought to myself that she was married and could never look into a younger man who got nothing but his good looks and the wage I was earning every month. Although I stared at her all day long from my office, I tried not to make her notice.

Eventually, three months later my phone was full of pictures of her feet, her smooth legs, muscly thighs, spilling breasts, beautiful eyes and face and that arousing smell. I reached a point of amazement that I used to forget myself gazing into her eyes for the entire lunch hour. Every night I sat alone in the bathroom checking those pics and masturbating till it hurts. I found myself craving for her more than anything I wanted in my life. Those red lips and that skin, I was hypnotized.

We started getting closer somehow, she became one of the guys, a “friend”. I started caring for her more, trying to make her laugh and be beside her when she was down. I think it was my way to express my feelings to her without compromising myself. I never thought I had a chance with her.

But my feelings got over the edge, my hands craved to touch her. I found myself massaging her back every day at the office, her smell rising like fumes paralyzing my brain, my dick pushing against my pants. I felt so horny the second I got near her and hid it as much as I could. I would lay both my hands around her neck and start massaging her so slowly stretching her muscles that she used to moan deeply as low as she can, lay her head back and close her eyes enjoying every stroke. With every moan, I could feel my blood pumping harder and harder into my throbbing dick. It was a sweet torture, massaging her for as long as I can, prolonging that torture till I feel I can’t anymore. I got addicted to the feeling to the point of losing all sense of logic. Hundreds of times, I tried to reach down to her ear and tell her how much I want her to mine, how hard I want to taste her glittering lips, eat her big breasts, shoving them so deep into my mouth and biting sucking the hell out of her nipples. I was going crazy.

To my surprise, she was living in a devastating struggle inside of her that I didn’t know about until one day before Christmas.

To be continued.