I'm a plant lady. I go around with my bucket, dumping water on the indoor plants that grace the offices and banks people visit. Today, I'm visiting a crediting company's call center. Every cubicle here has a plant somewhere in it that I water, so I get to know a great many people. Just to my left is Janie's cubicle. She's a far too nice mother of two, very out of control, four-year-old boys. To my right is Sara; a very plain and quiet woman who would rather pretend I don't exist, than engage in a thirty second conversation. In front of me, however, is Tommy's cubicle.
Tommy is an anomaly here; tall and dark haired, muscled despite his sedentary work, and is the most gorgeous man I have the privilege to brush up against as I water his plant. It's sitting there on a shelf just above the computer, the long vines entwined with a picture of a handsome elder couple, he had once told me were his parents. Because of the picture, I never move the plant from its spot, which means I have to lean in close so to not water his computer. Usually, Tommy swivels his chair out of the way playfully and chatters with me like a magpie, but today he's too busy typing on the keyboard and talking on the phone with a customer to move.
Only a fool of a woman with absolutely no libido wouldn't find Tommy dangerously attractive, and I'm no fool. Unfortunately, though we tend to have lovely conversations, he hasn't seemed to show more than a passive interest in me. So, I decide that it's time to take matters into my own capable hands.
I reach out with the water bucket and lean forward to water the plant, and grazing my breast against the side of your head softly. I can feel where my nipple slides along the shell of his ear, and it hardens into a tight little bud. Tommy turns his head at the contact, and he is face to face with an eye full of very full cleavage. Still calmly talking to the customer and hacking away at the keyboard, his eyes slowly roam up to mine. When our eyes lock, I feel a little zing go through me, and I get instantly wet.
He must have seen the desire in my eyes, because he leaned in to nuzzle his face between the swell of my breasts. I groan softly and sway forward, and I carefully lower the hand holding the bucket so I dont spill. Hushing me with a finger across my lips, Tommy quickly ended the conversation with the customer, and tug me down for a kiss. Our lips press softly, then more hungrily when we feel the desire build. His hand cups my breasts for a second, and then wanders down. Letting his fingers glide under my shirt, he caresses my stomach just under the waist of my jeans with one hand, and the other rubs my clit through the coarse clothing.
I am completely astounded at the explosion of sensations, and his immediate reaction to my innocent move. It was innocent, honest! At least, I never expected things to progress the way they would.
Tommy's boss, a short red faced man, stomps by while barking orders at some poor lackey. We jump apart guiltily, laughing quietly. He asks if I want to hook up with him later that night. "Sure," I reply, and he brightens. When he turns back to his desk, however, I continue, "But, I think I'll stick around a while."
After making sure that no one is looking, and that no one can see, I drop to the ground before him. My hand presses against his already hard cock, and I "shush" him when he asks, "What are you doing?" I pop the button on his pants and slowly unzip the zipper, making sure that it doesn't make any noise. Tommy chokes back a groan when I pull his thick cock out, and I "shush" him again. With a wicked grin, I crawl backwards, leading him back to his place at the desk by his cock. I wiggle under the desk, his body hiding me from anyone who might walk by.
Really, I can't understand how this all started, but I was beyond censoring myself at this point. Which is why leading Tommy's throbbing cock into my open mouth didn't seem as naughty as it actually was.
I down his length into my throat, and then swirl my tongue around as I slowly pull away. Paying special attention to the fat head, I slip my tongue into the grove at the tip, around the heart shaped edge, and then I suck hard. His precum pearls and spread it in with my thumb; rubbing in circles and follow softly with my tongue.
The phone shrills loudly, and I feel his body jolt with surprise. When he answers it, his greeting is jagged and hoarse, as I had swallowed his cock deeply again. Trying to concentrate on helping the customer, he can't help but be distracted as my head bobs over him, sucking him faster and harder.
Tommy politely asks the person to hold, hit's the proper button, and grabs a fistful of my hair. He forces my head down and his hips thrust up, the grip on my hair so painfully tight that a tear leaks from the corner of my eye. I gag as he shoves his cock too deep, then I open my throat for the next violent thrust. Twice he slammed his cock into my mouth, his balls slapping hard against my chin, and then he grits his teeth against bellowing out with the powerful orgasm that follows.
The hot liquid jets forcefully from his cock across the back of my throat. I choke on it for a second -- there's just so much -- and then I gulp it down eagerly. A stream of sticky white cum trickles out the corner of my mouth, and I lick it up, not wanting to spill a single, tasty drop. I squeeze up the length of his cock, and the last few drops appear at the tip. I slurp that up too, and swallow his cock once more to make sure I got it all.
Getting up, I wipe at the corner of my mouth, and lean down to plop a hasty kiss on his lips. Once I pick up my water bucket, I flounce out of his cubicle with a parting, "I'll see ya later tonight!"
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