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Co-Worker Voyeurism

Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

large cushioned chair. “I can only watch so much television.” I opened a beer and handed it to Tammy. She sipped and smiled. Her satiny robe barely covered her long legs and her nipples pressed against the fabric. I gazed around the small condo. “It’s not much,” Tammy remarked, noticing that I was looking around. “I just haven’t had the time to decorate.” “Neither have I.” “So where is your unit?” “I’m in 703,” I replied. “Is it the same floor plan as this one?” “Almost,” I replied., “It’s laid out a bit different.” I didn’t want to disclose my perversion to watching her walk around naked, but at the same time, I was mesmerized by Tammy’s easy-going manner. “I could use an interior decorator,” I remarked. “I can help you with that,” Tammy replied, “I think I did okay with the model, no?” If Tammy was looking for approval of her decorating skills, I couldn’t argue against them. She was a perfectionist and she had a unique sense of style. I confirmed as much and told her that I wanted my condo to be a reflection of the model unit. She laughed. “Did you not see the bill?” Tammy asked. I had not seen the bill. “Well,” she added, “we may have to decorate a bit on the modest side.” One beer turned into two and then three, as we chatted about work. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was close to eleven. “We have a busy day tomorrow,” I remarked. Tammy looked at the clock. “What if we call in stupid?” Tammy asked. I laughed. One of us had to cover the office. “No one will ... know,” Tammy remarked. I looked at the empty beer bottles on the table. “We’re out of beer,” I said. “I have wine,” Tammy replied. She hopped up from the couch and sauntered over to her pass-through window between the living room and the kitchen. Her short robe barely covered the creases of her small butt. She grabbed a bottle of wine, turned and faced me. “Think you can handle it?” she asked, holding the bottle of wine in her hand. I had to smile. “I can handle it,” I replied. Tammy sat a wine glass on the coffee table between us and bent over to pour. Her robe parted enough for me to catch a great view of her firm and luscious-looking boobs. She handed me the glass and I watched as she poured her own. Standing up, her wine glass in one hand and the bottle in the other, she asked, “To what should we toast?” A thousand things ran through my mind. “Nakedness, debauchery and a good fuck... ” “Tits, ass and everything in between... ” “Waking up together in the same bed... ” But I settled on, “To selling out this damn condo project.” Our glasses clinked. The wine was horrible. “Damn that is good stuff,” I said. Tammy sat back on the couch and put her feet on the coffee table. I did my best to not stare straight at her bald coochie, which at this point, was pretty much totally exposed. “How long do you think it will take?” Tammy asked. “As long as you want it to,” I responded. Tammy shook her head back and forth. While she had a huge question mark look, my mind was racing ten-thousand ...