1. A Workday Fuck


    Date: 10/5/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: steveyg1985, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    I didn’t notice the crowds of people filing on and off thetrain. I couldn’t tell you who sat opposite to me, next to me, who bumped into me. The usual sounds and smells of the packed commuter journey were dimmed by the memory of soft moans, subtle perfume and the sweet smell of sex. I just stared out of the window, a look of blissful remembrance on my face. One of my hands cupped my chin, the other was in my pocket. My fingers were exploring every thread of the pastel blue panties she had delicately slipped into my pocket with a kiss on my cheek. I could still feel the moisture from her exquisite pussy in the soft material lining of the gusset, and I loved feel of the little lace bows that adorned the front and sides. As the train rumbled on and my cock strained in my tight boxers, I replayed every glorious moment of my day. I hadn’t really held much hope of a particularly interesting day when I had arrived at work. I was expecting the usual mix of meetings and project work and all I could really think about was finishing and going for a drink that evening. That all changed when my boss came over and told me that he had arranged for a colleague to come to the office to help me with a piece of work. I had only previously spoken to Shama on the phone as she worked across the country in a different office. She had a soft Indian accent and a very cute, excitable laugh. I had enjoyed our conversations, and even on instant messenger at work, we had developed a friendly working ...
    relationship. It is funny how you build a picture of a person and then when you meet them, it is almost impossible to draw that image back. I could never have imagined just how striking Shama would be, and the first time I saw her is a moment that I won’t forget anytime soon. The first thing that struck me as she entered the office was her light brown complexion. Her skin looked as smooth as a rich caramel sauce and as I rolled my bottom lip into my mouth, I imagined the taste of sweet sugar. She had brown, almond shaped eyes, a cute slender nose and her lips were a glossy pale pink against her delicious brown skin. A cascade of dark brown hair flowed from her head, framing her face perfectly. Shama was no more than five feet two inches in height. With other women, her petite frame would have meant you would barely notice her. But Shama carried herself with an aura that made everyone in office take note of her arrival. Her outfit, whilst smart and professional, was not overly provocative. She was dressed in a classic dark grey skirt suit with a white blouse and black leather, Mary Jane high heels. There was enough movement in her skirt to allow it to slide up an inch when she walked. Seeing her legs in black, nylon, seamed stockings, I was entranced. She walked toward my desk and when she smiled, everything other than her beautiful face faded to darkness. In that moment of being transfixed by her, I resolved to fuck her before she left at the end of the day. Our eyes were fixed ...
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