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Seducing my Best Friend and Co-worker, Steve

Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

I was working security at a high profile hotel in Dallas and I hated it. I was the only girl on the security team, so I was relegated to watching the security monitors. The guys loved to tease me, but I could give back, just as well as they could give it out. One night I saw a really good looking fellow checking in late at the front desk. I was extremely frustrated, having spent the last several hours reading exotic stories on the internet. It didn’t help that I was on a dry spell. My boyfriend and I had broken up several months before and I hadn’t really found the right guy to meet my insatiable demand for sex. I had to get out from behind the security desk. I called Steve. Steve was a good friend and he had helped me get the job. “I need relief,” I told him as he approached the security desk. Steve knew I wasn’t supposed to go beyond the back of the house areas, but I made him swear to keep my travels a secret. It was a Thursday night and the hotel was pretty much void of anything happening- the only exception being the bar. I didn’t really have a plan. All I knew was that I needed to get out from behind that security desk. I took the service elevator to the fifth floor of the hotel and walked to the end of the hallway. I made my way down the stairs and walked the entire length of the fourth floor. As I passed the security cameras, I waved at Steve. “I see you,” he remarked into the security radio. It was close to eleven, so Steve asked that I check the pool area to make ... sure the access doors were locked. The pool was an outdoor pool and located on the second floor of the terraced hotel. The pool doors were closed and locked. I looked out at the pool water. It looked so inviting. It was a warm summer night. I opened the doors to the pool and stepped out on to the terrace. I looked up at the hotel in front of me. All the room lights except a few were dark. Our security uniforms were matching slacks and jacket, a white button down shirt and a silk tie. I slipped my jacket off and untied my tie. The more I looked at the water, the more I wished I could just sit in it. My security radio crackled. “Are you okay?” Steve inquired. “Yes,” I replied back, “Just checking out the pool.” “Take your time.” Steve always complained about having to walk the hotel. I don’t know why, because I found it much more enjoyable than simply sitting behind the security desk, watching the monitors and having no interaction with anyone except the chef from Thailand, who seemed to enjoy spending way too much time at the security desk. The longer I sat and looked at that pool water, the more I wanted to go for a swim. What the heck? I stripped out of my slacks and down to my bra and panties. The water felt so good, as I slipped into it. I heard my radio crackle again. “Security Eight, are you still at the pool?” Steve inquired. I swam to the side of the pool and pulled myself up on the cobblestone decking. “10-4,” I replied. There was a long silence that followed. Steve ...