1. Irene's story - Chapter 9 - I expose myself to my favorite co-worker


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    were complete strangers. They were people I did not know. And if they were not interested, or if they acted offended by my brashness, I could simply apologize and move on. I might be temporarily embarrassed, but I would never see them again. And when I allowed these strangers to fuck me, and ejaculate inside me, there was no risk of longer term complications or emotional entanglements. They all lived in other countries. Once our short fling was over, I would never see any of my other lovers again. In fact, Oscar was the only man with whom I had ever had sex who lived in Spain. But Alfredo was a friend and a co-worker. I liked him a lot. He and I had developed a fondness for each other and an emotional bond. I was taking a real risk exposing myself to him. If he reacted badly, I could not simply walk away. I would still see him every day. And every time I saw him, I would remember this day. Every time I saw him, I would be forced to face my deep humiliation and rejection. And for some reason, the risk associated with my actions made them even more wickedly naughty. And the danger made this much more exciting. My heart was pounding as I walked past Alfredo's desk on the way back to my desk. He looked up, and I said hello. The expression on his face left no doubt, he noticed my erect nipples. It did not take long for Alfredo to 'take the bait'. Moments after I passed by his desk with my perky breasts on display, he arrived at my desk. I glanced at the clock. It was a little ...
    past one thirty when he came into my cubicle. "It sure is quiet around here with everyone else gone," I said, trying to make casual small talk as Alfredo's eyes devoured my erect nipples. It was very difficult for me to pretend that I was unaware of how exposed my breasts were. "Yeah, I noticed that too. It's almost too quiet. Kind of spooky," Alfredo chuckled. I heard my cell phone 'bing', telling me that Oscar had responded to my text. I read it quickly before setting the phone down. It read, 'Irene, what's happening?' I smiled knowing that Oscar was sitting at his desk with his little pecker getting hard, trying to tear through the material of his trousers as he wondered what I was up to with my new friend. I loved keeping him on edge. I typed 'he's here', and set down the phone. My phone binged again quickly, but I ignored it. I would not respond again for several hours as I wanted torture my husband a bit. I do not know why the thought of Oscar worrying and fretting, wondering what I was up to was so appealing; but it was. I guess it made me feel powerful and in control. And it helped keep Oscar in his place. Alfredo immediately moved to my side of the desk and positioned himself in precisely the same spot he had this morning. It was obvious that he was hoping for another peek up my skirt. I would not disappoint him. We chatted for several minutes as I struggled to get the nerve to expose myself further. Finally, I took a deep breath, and with my pulse racing and my vagina ...
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