Needing a break I made my way downstairs to the water cooler. That is when I realised I wasn’t alone. My colleague Luke was there also getting water.
I greeted him with a smile. He is my favourite colleague, my boyfriend and I sometimes get together socially with him and his wife but I have always harboured a secret crush on him and I have always wondered if it might be a teeny bit reciprocated. We always flirt, openly and good naturedly but I always see a twinkle in his dark eyes and an eagerness to drop some kind of innuendo into our conversations.
Luke is a few years younger than me, I am 38 and he is around 30 and it is novel for me to be attracted to a younger man as I usually go for the older guys.
“Hi Soph.” He smiled, “I didn’t realise there was anyone else here. “What made you so naughty you have to stay late?”
Trying with a smile not to go there I replied with a grimace that I had to finish a report.
“Me too.” He said, “Hey, Jane is away tonight. Do you fancy a drink when we’ve finished here?”
I always like our little secret trips to the pub. Not that anything has ever happened between us but spending some time with him always provides wonderful fuel for masturbating when I get home. “Definitely” I replied “But I will probably be another half an hour or so.”
“Good. Me too.” He said “Give me a shout when you are ready.” He winked “Back to work then, don’t make me come up to your office and crack my whip!”
I laughed and returned to my office sipping my water.
Back at my desk I was finding it difficult to concentrate. I was thinking about Luke. His devilish grin and beautiful dark eyes, and of course it wasn’t long before I was thinking about what it would be like to fuck him. This is a regular thought of mine… and it’s always good!
As I was thinking this an email from the other side of the building popped onto my screen.
“Hey Soph. Hope you are working hard. Looking forward to our drink.”
Feeling naughty, I typed. “Very hard here. How about there?”
There was a pause and just as I was thinking. “Oh shit, what have I done?” Another mail popped up.
“Always hard when you’re around! How is your water? Wet?”
As I read it I felt my clit throb and a small groan escaped my lips. So it was reciprocated.
Hands shaking a little I typed back. “Always wet when you’re around!”
I could feel the juices starting to run inside me and my clit was tingling as I thought about what his reaction might be. The thought of him becoming hard as he thought about me getting wet was making me squirm in my chair.
I reached up inside my top and stroked my already erect nipples through my pale pink lace bra. I love the sensation of the slightly rough lace against my aroused nipples.
Ping ! Another email.
“Now I can’t stop thinking about that.”
I smiled to myself and replied simply. “I’m thinking about the hardness.”
I kicked back from my desk in my wheeled chair so that my feet were on the desk. I slowly undid my trousers biting my lip, a little nervous about what I was about to do. I have masturbated at work before but usually in the bathroom, never at my desk.
Closing my eyes I gently slipped my hand inside my knickers, immediately feeling the soft, warm, wet yielding flesh. Another moan escaped me as I began stroking my already swollen clit thinking about what Luke’s cock might be like. Another ping from my computer brought me back to my senses for a moment.
“You should feel it.”
Pulling my trousers down slightly, I spread my legs and continued stroking, all the while imagining what he might do with his cock. My pussy was already dribbling and my expert fingers were sliding around. I was loving it, completely lost in it, wanting to prolong the wonderful sensations I was giving myself.
After a few moments of being totally unaware, I suddenly heard a soft groan and opened my eyes.