1. 12. Abbi at the office


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    fact, in front of a mirror posing this way and that. Not full on legs spread, beefburger shots, but the sort you used to get in a tabloid newspaper - I’m guessing that’s what they were for - bum and boobs. They were very comely bum and boobs too. “Ah," I said as Abbi flicked through them “Tell me if you want me to slow down?” She said brightly, I noticed she was more interested in my jeans – next to her face - than with the screen. “Lucky photographer,” I said, for want of something else to say, and she giggled. “Oh, I took them, they look professional eh?” “Oh yes, fantastic… lighting!” Abbi laughed again. “Ain’t the lighting this fella’s interested in…” She nodded at my jeans, as they struggled with retaining a polite façade, and suddenly self-conscious I quickly sat back down. I don’t know what it was about this woman. Any other, I might have whapped it out right there and then, but she seemed so… up for it and so different to the art-school girls, I was intimidated by her. She looked at me a little surprised too. “You Gay?” She said, this didn’t help my anxiety at all. I gestured to my trousers and shook my head, she stood up and prowled around the desk, leant against it, next to me. “So what does a girl have to do…” She looked down at her body, at her breasts tight against her dress, at the hips right there beside my arm, leading my eyes with hers. “… before you make your move?” This was too much. I twisted in my chair, shut my brain off, and let my hands do the ...
    talking. Like animals suddenly let free from a cage they swooped off, straight up her skirt, settling on the globes of her bum and stroking the tightly stretched cotton over them. “Oh good boy!” Abbi sighed and flicked off her shoulder straps, literally peeling the top of her dress off her large round breasts, and shoving them at my face. I squeezed her rump and nuzzled at her breasts, kissing and flicking my tongue at her nipples, while she held them up to my face, stroking them with her own hands, working herself up. I liked her tits – not as much as she did by all accounts – but what I really wanted was still in her knickers. I grabbed them and yanked them down, only getting to her thighs before having to roll her bare buttocks in my palms, squeezing them and luxuriating in them. Abbi smiled and picked up the front of her skirt, looking at her clipped bush and then at me as if to say “ok?” but I was already kissing all around the strip of hair, then finally bending down to my small object of desire and planting a kiss to the top of her delicious crease. She stepped away and turned around, but only to wriggle off her underwear completely and pick up her skirt to display her bare bum cheekily - like one of her photos – swirling her knickers around her finger and giggling. I unfastened my jeans, pulled out my hard cock and Abbi’s eyes narrowed as she stared at it, moving back to me and taking it in her hands. “Yes. Please.” She said and stroked it, turning it this way and that, and ...
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