It was a stinking hot day in the middle of December. Decorations were set up everywhere bringing a Christmas feel throughout the office. Josie placed her Chris Cringle gift under the plastic tree. Inside the wrapping paper of her gift was a cheap toaster from Big W. She did not care, as she was not too fond of Christmas. It was only because her work forced everyone to give a gift to another work college, that she had bought it. She had been working since nine and being an eight hour shift, she still had two and a half hours till she knocked off. Too early to clock watch, to try and take her mind off things she decides to head down to the lunch room to get a drink of water.
Even though her office is air-conditioned, she starts to feel a little clammy. Her white shimmery satin blouse isn’t breathing that well in the heat. Once walking into the cafe, she pours herself a glass and stands there sipping it slowly, looking at the tinsel on the walls and corny posts and decorations on the pin board criticising to herself the false spirit everyone was faking at her work. Trying to kill as much time as possible she paces her drink. As she stands their almost in a daydream, her trance is broken by Jim greeting her as he walks in to make a coffee.
Now Jim was her team leader. Even though he is a little older than her being in his late thirties, however, Josie still considered him to be strikingly handsome. By looking at him you could see he was fit and takes care of himself ensuring that he stays in shape. Light chat was made, as often they would flirt with each other and had a pretty good relationship. Sometimes even the boundaries were pushed a little, but caution was held that the conversation was never out of line.
As he pours himself a coffee looking down at the cup, it is in this moment, that Josie sneaks a peak at him, seeing each muscle of his strong back push through his clothes. Josie loved this in a man. Although she continued to talk with him, images were flickering through her mind of running her hands down the v frame of his back. Overwhelmed with desire; the thoughts of sex start to cycle through her mind. She finds herself aroused, with her fluids running wild with excitement. Feeling all fuzzy and warm with arousal, she takes several steps towards him as he stirs his coffee just to test his reaction of her in his comfort zone. Straight away he smiles. Thinking in how hot she was, brown hair tied up with dark eyes and European looking, this was the type of girl Jim was fond of, as he was European himself. He picked up and sensed her arousal and started flirting a little bouncing back with witty remarks. Hoping it would fire her up more.
Josie was hit with an urge to touch him. She reaches over and drops her hand softly onto his arm holding his coffee. Like a full body shock, the touch zaps Jim intensely, giving this instant physical connection. She holds it there while Jim is still talking. He holds eye contact and continues talking, pretending her hand isn’t there in full hope that she holds it there for as long as possible. The chemistry is incredible. She is lost in his eyes and her lips begin to swell. She tucks them in, biting them softly to lubricate them a little. Jim’s attention is drawn to her lips and blood rushes to his penis filling him with a full throttle erection. He hadn’t worn jockeys today and wore loose cotton boxers. Bad move. The repercussions were present as his Trojan wasn’t saddled making it clearly visible he was excited. She notices it and looks down at his swollen bulge and gives him a cheeky seductive smile.
All of Jim’s morals were gone. His bottom brain had taken over. He couldn’t think of nothing more than to bend her over right there and then and thrusting his tension into her pocket of pleasure. He hid it well though. Acting in no way overwhelmed, he grabs the side of her arm and squeezes it lightly but firm and comments to her I wish we could sort this out. The line was in context with the conversation, but in the way he was looking at Josie her imagination was sent wild, as it acted like a pun. Her feelings and thoughts started going wild. A little frazzled with excitement, out of nowhere Josie blurts out I need to show you. Jim realises in what he has done, smiling at her he comforts her with control. He directs her to his office and directs her to sit down as he closes the door behind them closing the blind, shutting all vision to the outside of his office. She sits down. Jim continues to talk walking slowly up behind her and rests his hands on her shoulders. He gives her a little tease of a massage asking if she is alright and that she seemed a little tense. She quivers at his touch. All dripping wet and begging for him inside of her, she tries her hardest to reply that she is fine in a normal tone of voice. He then sits on the desk as they continue to chat with his full fledged stiff meat pointing in her direction through his pants. She can’t get her eyes of it. Yet, he plays it cool and continues talking acting as if it isn’t there. Overwhelmed completely, to the point in where nothing was more important than him in her right now, she takes a gambling chance at making the first move; in full hope he would do it with her right in his office. She lunges forward and grabs his crotch. Looking at it with lust she looks up at him and he looks at her smiling making a witty remark that it’s not a sock. As they both laugh a little, Jim stands for a second and pounces on her, nestling his mouth into her neck proceeding to kiss it softly and fast while he runs his hands all over her body.Jim lifts her up by the back of her thighs and turns her around to drop her on the desk. Still locked at the lips, Josie wraps her legs around him. Jim takes a step back and looks at her with eyes of heat, anxiously trying to loosen and undo his tie. Kissing intensely, Jim starts to unbutton his shirt. Josie runs her hands up her body and starts undoing her blouse. Only half way down, so her black lacy bra is popping out of her top, nursing those perfect breasts of hers. On the urge of exploding, he cups them in his hands and squeezes them, kneading them in his hands softly continuing to communicate though kissing. She weaves her hands around his arms touching her and starts to unzip his fly.