Kathy,
You will not believe what just happened at lunch!
Remember how I told you about that new guy in accounting? Jack is the new guy that started about two months ago. He is tall, young, and handsome, which makes him stand out against all the other accountants because they are all old, short, frumpy and they still wear suits from the 80’s, even the women.
Every woman who works on this floor has noticed Jack. (Even the old frumpy accountant ladies.) He looks like a young DiCaprio. Inception young, not Titanic young.
For the past few weeks it has looked like a cheesy episode of The Bachelor in here. Every one of the single ladies, and even a few of the married women, have been trying to catch his attention. I’ve seen more short skirts and low tops on these girls in the past few weeks than I have in the past few years. A few of them have crossed the line and they are just disgustingly obviously.
I heard Sheryl from sales sat on his desk and really flirted hard with him. Then, before she left, she pretended to drop something so she could bend over right in front of him and let him see her panties. The saddest part is that she has only been married for two years. I’ve met her husband before and he is super sweet. But if Sheryl sees Jack anywhere near her, she quickly takes off her wedding rings. I’ve heard rumors that she has slept with half of the Sales Department. I really feel sorry for her husband and if I ever find his email address I plan on telling him what a skanky, slutty whore his wife is. I hate that nasty bitch. I bet she has a green fungus growing in her cooch from all the men she has been with.
Anyway, from what I hear, Jack stayed above it all. He didn’t do anything to reciprocate any of the unwelcome advances. From what I hear, he hasn’t winked, touched, or laughed with anyone! He hasn’t even glanced at anyone’s cleavage! A few of the ladies started to wonder if he wasn’t interested in women at all. I was a bit relieved at that thought. It would be great to have another gay friend that I could do things with. (I miss Armando so much. He said he is having so much fun in Cabo. I’ll tell you more when I see you tomorrow.)
Anyway, I’ve been trying to stay away from all the nonsense. I’ve only worn pants or slacks since he started and I’ve always tried to make sure I’m covered. You know how much I love my girls but I’ve tried to keep my lovelies under wraps for the past few weeks. I just didn’t want to give out the wrong impression. I wanted to be viewed as a professional and not like a hunk of meat…like Sheryl. Well, she is a hunk of meat that has a lot of fungus on it. In it. Whatever, you know what I mean.
I’ve introduced myself to Jack and I worked with him a few times and even though he dresses impeccably and looks gorgeous and smells divine, I decided a long time ago that I would never get involved with a co-worker. After you told me what happened with you and your boss, I just didn’t want to fall into that temptation. Speaking of that, I bought the cutest little present for my godson. Tell Mr. Bugaboo I will come see him tomorrow night after work.
OK, I have to clarify. I tried to stay away from all that nonsense. The last two weeks, Jack has been flirting with me a little. It all started when I discovered an accounting error with one of our big clients. I took it over to Jack so he could confirm what I had found. We were standing in his cubicle, looking at a spreadsheet I had printed out. As he was talking to me, explaining in detail how the system calculates taxes and blah blah blah, he write down on the spreadsheet, “Please take one step back. You smell too delicious.”
I was impressed that he could say one thing while writing another, but I taken aback that he had written it. I stood up slowly and moved back slightly, confused if he was being serious or not. I don’t usually wear perfume but this one smelled so good that I decided to spray it on. If it was offensive, why did he say it was delicious? Was I wearing too much?
When I got back to my desk, I was so confused. I started looking for any other accounting error I could find so I could go back to Jack’s desk to try and get some clarity. After looking high and low for three hours for any error I could find, I sat back and realized I was starting to act just like those other women on the floor. Who cared what he said, I was not going to get involved with someone from work! I put all the silly searching aside and went back to work.
That was two days ago. Today, Jack strolled over to my desk because he had a question about why I had entered something in a particular way. The client has some special arrangements so we always key their orders in a little different than normal. I explained why the order was entered the way it was, and Jack turned over the last piece of paper in the folder. There was a note that simply said, “Lunch?”
The man is smooth. While pointing to the note, he asked,”So is this something I am going to have to do each time?” He was looking for a yes or no answer.
“Yes,” I said, looking into his beautiful blue eyes, trying not to smile.
He stood up, gathered the papers and the folder and said, “This is so annoying, I would love to throw this folder all the way down to the lobby. Of course, I’m not going to waste ten minutes of my life having to go pick it all up!” He left in a faux huff, but I clearly got the message. I started to wrap things up for lunch.
Ten minutes later, as I exited the stairs on the ground floor, Jack got off the elevator, glanced at me and then he headed for the door. I was a few steps behind him…and yes, I did check out his cute ass. (It’s spankable, bitable, and grabable.)
Jack exited the building and made a right. I followed, putting on my sunglasses, still a few steps behind him. The warm spring sun was against a bright blue sky, and it seemed everyone decided to walk to lunch today. I had to weave around a few people to make sure I stayed close enough so I wouldn’t lose Jack.
I was wearing my little beige wedge sandals and that blue casual trouser suit with a white blouse. Everyone compliments me on it when I wear it so I thought it was be nice to wear. It is conservative enough to deflect any man-attention but comfortable enough to wear all day. Although, wearing this outfit as I followed a man who was wearing suit pants, a white shirt with rolled up sleeves, and a black tie was kind of…how do I describe it? It felt like we were secret agents, headed for a drop site where we could exchange information. Ha!
After two blocks, the crowd around us dissipated and when he made one more right I glanced behind me as I also rounded the corner and realized we were alone. He walked past two businesses, and then stopped and opened a door. He held it open for me as I approached. The wonderfully comforting aroma of warm baked bread wrapped around me as I approached.
The restaurant was a little hole in the wall that I had passed a thousand times but I had never entered. It’s a bakery that has a little deli in the back. The sandwiches are orgasmic. They are all made with fresh baked bread and have all fresh ingredients. We ordered and found a little table off to the side. We agreed that if we saw anyone from the office, we would explain that we just happened to end up at the same restaurant so we decided to eat together. Which is what happened. Sort of.
We sat and had a wonderful lunch and talked about everything from our families to politics. Thankfully, we have very similar views on many things, but Jack was not afraid to challenge me on some of my political views. While he respected my views, he really made me think about some things, and I did the same for him. It was probably the best hour of conversation that I have had with a man in about…ever.
I have to say, the view was just as stimulating as the conversation and the sandwich. The man is very easy on the eyes and it was my pleasure to stare at him for an hour.
Unfortunately, the hour came to an end and we decided to walk back to the office.
As we approached our building Jack suggested, ”You know, if we go through the parking garage, it will be a longer walk, but that will mean we get to talk longer.” I would have walked all the way to California from New York if he had asked at that moment.
I had mixed feelings as I entered the parking garage. On the one hand, this man was just ridiculously amazing. We really, really clicked over lunch. We have so much in common and I really felt a chemistry there that I’ve never felt before. On the other hand, we work together and any kind of relationship can quickly get complicated. I was trying really hard to keep my emotions contained and be reasonable about what had just happened at lunch.
As we walked into the parking garage, Jack slowed his pace. I thought it was so sweet that he wanted to spend as much time with me as possible. We happened to pass my car and I pointed it out to him. He stopped to look it over. He said he was thinking about buying one and asked if I liked it or not.
I started to answer him and noticed that he wasn’t paying attention to the answer. He was looking around the parking garage. I looked around as well, trying to see what he was looking for.
“Is everything OK?” I finally asked.
“I’m just making sure we are alone,” he replied.
“I haven’t seen anyone since we walked in here. I don’t think we will get caught. Besides, it was only lunch.”
“I’m not worried about lunch,” he replied.
I looked at him closely.
“What are worried about?” I asked softly, listening as intently as I was looking.
Jack kept looking around and he licked his lips. He was anxious. He started to open and close his hands and he rubbed his palms on his pants.
“Fuck it, you only live once,” he said.
He turned, quickly wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me!!!
At first, I was shocked! It was the last thing I was expecting him to do, but I closed my eyes and kissed him back! Amy, the man knows how to kiss! Geez, my knees nearly buckled because his lips knew exactly what to do. He held me tighter when I started to kiss him back. His kisses are amazing and I was enjoying having our lips slide over one another. It only took a moment before our tongues started to intertwine as well.
I started getting hot. They were the most passionate kisses I’ve ever had and I wanted nothing more than to stand there and kiss him for the rest of the day.
He finally backed up slightly and while trying to catch his breath he asked, “Yes or no?”
“Yes or no, what?” I replied, more interested in his lips than the words coming out of them.
“Yes or no?”
“Yes,” I said, breathlessly. I had no idea what he was asking for, but at that moment I didn’t care. Yes, yes, yes to everything.
It was all Jack needed to hear. With his lips locked against mine, he took a few steps and my back slammed against the concrete wall. His hands started to roam all over my body. He grabbed my hips from the front, and then his hands went up and cupped my breasts, all while our lips remained locked together.
He then took my blazer and shoved it up and over my shoulders. I couldn’t get it off because his body was pressing into me so tightly that he was pinning me to the wall. My arms were trapped in my own jacket and I wriggled to get out of it…until he started to kiss my neck. I stopped struggling to get the blazer off and I just stood there, melting with each warm kiss that touched my neck as his hands massaged my breasts.
His strong hands then grabbed me and spun me around. He yanked my blazer down and tossed it onto my hood and he again pushed me up against the wall with his body. My cheek pressing against the cold concrete as his hips pushed against my ass and his lips caressed my neck. I put my hands up against the wall, but there was no way I was going to be able to push back. This delicious man wanted me in the worst way and he kept pushing forward, trying to enjoy me as much as could.
I could feel his cock growing in his pants and it just made me wetter than I already was. I felt his hands reach down and unclasp my pants. He roughly pushed my pants down over my hips. I then felt his hands desperately trying to get pants undone behind me. I tried to push away from the wall so I could turn and help him. His large hand pressed me right in the middle of my back and pushed me to the wall again. I nearly had the wind knocked out of me. He finally had me and he was going to make sure I didn’t get away.
Moments later I heard his belt buckle hit the floor. I could feel him trying to pull my cheeky panties to the side.
“Down, pull them down,” I whispered desperately.
His strong hands grabbed my panties and he pulled down so aggressively that he ripped the seam down the right hip! They didn’t tear all the way so he reached down and ripped the right seam apart with his bare hands. He then pushed them down my left leg as far as he could. I did my best to spread my legs and as I was, I could feel the hot soft tip of his cock probing for my wet pussy lips. His left hand grabbed my left hip as he guided himself into me.
It is a little hard to have sex pinned face first up against a wall, so he pulled my hips back a little and finally managed to shove his hot, hard cock into me.
Huge. I gasped. Loudly.
He started to slide in and out but it was an awkward position. His chest was pressed against my back and we were fighting clothes and a concrete wall and a passion that was so intense that neither one of us could think clearly. It still felt WONDERFUL to have him inside of me.
Jack quickly grew frustrated that he could not be as deep inside of me as he wanted. He pulled out and both of his hands grabbed my upper arms. He swung me around and threw me down on the hood of my car, with my breasts slamming into the hood and my hair covering my face. I landed with a THUNK and tried to look around to see if anyone heard us. I looked back over my shoulder and Jack could only see one thing, me. He guided his cock back to my pussy and slid himself in.
The cool metal of my car hood felt good under my face as his hot cock slid deeper inside of me than it had before. When I fell on top of the hood, I didn’t have a chance to get my footing underneath me, so Jack put his strong hands on my back and leaned forward, pinning me to the car, just the way he had pinned me to the wall. He started to thrust harder and it was pure heaven.
His hard, hot shaft penetrated me deep with every thrust and the shape of that delicious dick fits me perfectly. I could have easily had an orgasm in seconds but I held it off. I wanted to enjoy him as long as he could last.
He started to fucking pound me and I let out a loud moan. He covered my mouth while saying, “Shhh.”
At the moment, I couldn’t care less who heard me and I don’t think I could ’shhh’ even if I wanted to. He just felt far too good.
I was no longer part of this world. I was somewhere else, lost in euphoria and never wanting to return. I couldn’t think or reason or do anything but lay there and let this delicious man have his way with me, penetrating me deeply.
He continued to cover my mouth as he slammed that hard shaft into me over and over. My moans were muffled but not silenced.
Suddenly, he pulled out and I kept pushing back, wanting more.
“I can’t see your face,” he said as he gasped.
I couldn’t turn over if I wanted to. That big cock had zapped my energy and I was limp, and my pants were down around my ankles and only my toes could touch the ground. On top of the positioning, I was still trying to mentally figure out what I was actually doing getting fucked on the hood of my car instead of sitting at my desk.
Jack grabbed me, turned me over awkwardly and flung me around like a rag doll. I ended up on my back, but when Jack had to wrestle with my pants and legs, he moved them to the my left side. I shifted my hips so he could enter me as he stood in front of my bumper. As I tried to readjust, I notice my pants were filthy and I had even lost a shoe somewhere, but then Jack slid his cock back into me.
Fuck me you amazing man-god.
Jack slid in and out of me slowly as he moved my hair from my face, and then he started to ram me faster. I closed my eyes, trying hard to hold in my whimper and moans. He pushed up my shirt on my right side and pulled down my bra. My breast spilled out and he grabbed my soft breast hard as he thrust all the way inside of me deep and fast. When I let out a loud moan, he again covered my mouth with his hand.
I opened my eyes and he was looking directly at me and I nearly started to cry. The last ten minutes were the most erotic, intense, and passionate of my life, but he had no lust in his eyes. He only had admiration and adoration. It was a look of endearment, not of a one night stand that just wanted to get some relief for his blue-balls. It was the look of love.
He hadn’t pinned me to the wall and the car just to fuck. He had done all of that because he wouldn’t or more accurately, couldn’t hold himself back. In that moment, it became abundantly obvious that his heart was driving him, not the little brain in his pants.
I reached up and held him behind his neck and he leaned forward as far as possible so we could kiss. It was far too painful to stay in that position for long, but I just had to feel his lips against mine.
The kiss ignited his passion and I could tell he needed to cum now. I laid back down on the hood of the car and Jack moved slightly to his left. He put his left hand over my mouth, and I realized I was about to get pounded harder than I had ever been pounded before so he was preparing in advance to prevent the whole neighborhood from hearing my screams. His right hand had a firm grip on my right leg, right under my knee. He started to plunge that delicious, rock hard dick into me over and over, going faster and faster, slamming in harder and harder. He was right to cover my mouth because I was screaming louder and louder.
With the force of his thrusts, he was pulling back on my face and my leg, which made me arch my back a little more. In doing so, the tip of his cock moved inside me and he started to slam the tip of his cock into my g-spot.
The position was awkward and painful and gloriously wonderful. I started to slide off the hood a little and I reached my arms out to brace myself. Jack took his hand off of my mouth and firmly grasped his big left hand around my neck (which I fucking LOVE). His thumb was behind my neck and those big fingers wrapped around my throat. I let go of the car and started to play with my breast for his enjoyment as I struggled to breathe. I knew he was getting close to cumming and I wanted to help him as much as I could.
He started to let out muffled grunts as his thrust grew faster and harder. His cock started to swell inside my and I relaxed and let my orgasm start to build. He shoved that massive shaft into me a few more times, slowing his pace, but increasing how deep and hard he thrust into me. His eyes closed tight and his fingers closed around my neck tighter. I knew he was holding back his cum and I knew I would have it any moment…
With one final, hard thrust, he let out a quiet grunt as his hot cum shot against my g-spot. I inhaled hard as my legs shook violently and I came the instant I felt that hot cum shoot into me. I couldn’t even yell because his fingers were wrapped so tightly around my neck. I reached down and rubbed my clit hard, sending an intense wave of pleasure through my body as his cock shot more cum into my hot pussy. We enjoyed our orgasms as long as they lasted and as his orgasm subsided, his fingers released my neck. I breathed in and out deeply as his shoved the last bit of his cum into me. Then, in almost one motion he pulled out, pulled me up off the car and held me in his arms and kissed me. My legs were so weak that I wrapped my arms around him and he held me up so I wouldn’t collapse into a heap on the ground.
I finally got my bearings and willingly dropped to my knees to suck all of our juices off of Jack’s long, thick cock. He rested his hand on the back of my head as I cleaned him with my mouth.
Our world of love and lust started to fade and reality slowly crept back in. We started to look around, realizing we had just had the hottest, most intense sex right there in the parking lot. I looked down and I was a complete disaster. My panties were torn, my inner thighs were covered in pussy juice and cum, my pants were filthy, my blouse was filthy and my breast was still hanging out. I was sweating and Jack said I had dirt on my cheeks.
We suddenly realized we were very late to go back into the office!
I had an idea, so I told him to rush back in and make up an excuse for himself and if they asked about me, just to tell them he saw me leaving with my gym bag when he left the building.
We kissed a few more times and I made him go back upstairs, even though he didn’t want to leave me.
Thankfully, I had planned to go to the gym after work, so I hopped in the backseat of my car and changed as quickly as I could. I washed off my face with an old bottle of water and the towel I had in my gym bag. I ran down the parking garage ramp, ran around the block the long way to go back into the front door of our building to look more sweaty than I was and to seem out of breath. When I walked into the office, I started complaining that the clock in the gym was wrong and I didn’t even have time to shower! Everyone bought it. Well…everyone but Jack.
I still cannot think clearly. I have done zero work since I came back inside. I was going to email you and tell you about the gift for Mr. Bugaboo, but shortly after I came back in, Jack walked over with a folder. He opened it and there was a note.
“Amazing! Dinner?”
After that, I couldn’t think anymore.
I’m going to come see you and my little Mr. Bugaboo tomorrow night. Tonight, Miss Quick is going to have dinner with Mr. Right!
By the way, as I was writing this, I had an another orgasm. It was so hard to sit here and calmly type as my insides were RAGING and my legs were shaking. I don’t even know why I am sharing this with you. I’ve obviously going out of my mind…joyfully.
Love you!
Amy
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