My Week in Warsaw Ch. 05

MONDAY

I got into the office early - so early that Klaudia the pretty receptionist was still hanging up her coat as I walked in. Until now I had only ever seen her behind her desk, and despite my sleepy state I was pleased to note that her attractiveness continued all the way down. At most she stood around 5'2 and as she stretched up on her toes to reach the peg on the wall, I noted with approval a toned set of calves, juicy thighs and a thick, luscious butt that comfortably filled out her skirt. I couldn't help but smile to myself as I let the door close, watching the delicious jiggle of her cheeks under the thin fabric as she bounced on the balls of her feet to reach the hook. On hearing the door close she turned and flashed me a welcoming smile which lit up her cute face - she couldn't be older than 19 or 20, with full, pouty lips, a dainty nose and big, innocent eyes behind her thick-rimmed glasses. Her highlighted blonde hair was loosely tied up with a few strands allowed to fall softly around her pretty face. I paused to chat with her for a moment, unable to resist testing the waters with some light flirting. She enthusiastically met me half way and giggled playfully as she got to her station behind the large desk. I glanced longingly down at her inviting cleavage one last time before she took her seat and, with a polite goodbye, reluctantly excused myself to head up to the office.

Taking advantage of the early morning silence I got down to it - bleary-eyed and yawning, chain-drinking cups of shitty instant coffee as I worked through the project in peace. By the time the conference room began filling up around me I'd put right a lot of wrongs and, despite the flicker of annoyance in his eyes at being undermined, Mateusz had no choice but to accept my alterations. The way I saw it, I only had today and tomorrow to do what I was sent to Poland to do before we presented our work on Wednesday, and I didn't have time to stroke some smug moron's ego by letting him think he was calling the shots.

By around 11:30 I'd just about finished catching the room up, assisted by some quick translation from Mateusz whenever the less confident English speakers lost track. I laid out the work we needed to complete over the next 48 hours in order to salvage this mess, then leaned back in my chair. stretching and yawning as my co-workers chattered rapidly in Polish, comparing notes and volunteering for tasks.

Checking the time on my phone, I decided my early start and productive morning called for an early lunch break - I left the team to go over the details and make a start, closing the door quietly behind me and exhaling slowly as I turned to face the main office. My eyes quickly scanned the room, not spotting the distinctive flash of Kasia's pale orange hair anywhere. My gaze eventually landed on Natalia's desk - the slim, pretty brunette had her back to me, tapping away on her keyboard, swiveling slowly from side to side on her office chair.

I ran my eyes over her as I approached - just like on Friday she wore her hair in an alluring high ponytail, the nape of her neck exposed as far as the collar of her slim-fitting, dark green dress. She absentmindedly hummed to herself under her breath as she worked, jumping and gasping with surprise as I came up beside her, leaning on the partition, smiling down at her. She placed a dainty hand on her chest, giggling with nervous excitement. She turned to face me, seemingly more than happy to abandon her work.

As she chatted animatedly in near-perfect English, a bright smile on her cute, freckled face, she crossed her legs, my eyes hopelessly drawn to her toned, shapely thighs, bare below the hem of her short dress. The soft, bottle-green fabric hugged her figure tightly and I gladly drank in the view - while Kasia's body seemed to be naturally curvy and Wiktoria's had benefited from surgical assistance, Natalia had clearly earned her incredible figure through countless hours spent in the gym. Her pale skin was taut and enticingly smooth, her petite body soft but muscular, her tight, juicy thighs leading up to curvy hips, a trim waist and a perky pair of B cup tits.

Suddenly I realized that Natalia had stopped talking and I snapped out of my trance with a jolt, dragging my gaze back up to meet hers - her icy blue eyes drilled into me, a slight blush rising up her cheeks as she giggled, a playful grin on her pretty face. I was busted and there was no way I was explaining my way out of it, so I just grinned back at her and shrugged, causing the gorgeous brunette to burst out laughing.

After a few more minutes spent flirting with Natalia, a smirk on my face every time I coaxed another burst of sweet, melodic laughter from her, I left her to her work and headed for the canteen. I glanced back to her desk as I neared the door and noted that she now gazed vaguely out the window, seemingly lost in thought, her lips wrapped around a pen as she sucked distractedly on it. I felt a stir in my underwear, groaning under my breath as I watched her daydream for a moment, still idly swiveling back and forth on her desk chair - she really was a babe, and her soft mouth gripping the pen woke me up like no amount of vending machine coffee could. Finally I tore my gaze away from her, smiling to myself as I turned away.

I was still smiling as I rounded the corner into the canteen and just about walked headlong into Kasia coming the other way. I caught her by the outside of both upper arms, her surprised squeal quickly easing into a bright, bubbly giggle as she beamed up at me. I admired her for a moment, taking in her cute, dainty features and strawberry-blonde hair, her gleaming white teeth and soft, juicy lips... Today she wore a similar outfit to last week, but this time the figure-hugging blouse was a deep black and the short, tight skirt was a pale grey. After a moment it occurred to me that I was still squeezing her shoulders and we shared an awkward laugh as I released her.

We chatted briefly, Kasia slowly licking her lips as she gazed up at me, a coy smile on her pretty face as she twirled her hair around her finger. I was in the middle of some meaningless small talk when, without warning, she grabbed my hand and cut me off.

"Come with me", she said, her voice blunt and almost commanding in spite of her enchanting accent, turning away from me and pulling me along, peeking back over her shoulder at me with a gleeful giggle as she caught my eyes following the sway and bounce of her juicy asscheeks as she walked. She led me down the hall and, looking over her shoulder to check the coast was clear, opened the door to a large utility closet and slipped inside. I paused, looking around, second guessing whether it was wise to be doing this at work.

Noticing my hesitation, Kasia made my decision easier by locking her eyes on mine as she slowly undid the top few buttons on her shirt, a look of longing desire on her face, gently biting her lower lip as she pulled the material open to show me the smooth, soft skin of her cleavage and a flash of the black lace of her bra, her hips swaying slowly from side to side as she teased me. She knew there was no way I would turn her down and, with a sigh of resignation, I smiled at her, stepping into the closet and pulling the door closed behind me, shutting us in pitch darkness.

I heard her fumbling around and suddenly the bright glare of her phone flashlight partially illuminated our claustrophobic surroundings. She unceremoniously tossed her phone onto a shelf, providing a dim glow in the cramped closet before throwing herself at me, her arms draped around my neck as she leaned up on her toes to press her lips to mine.

I responded in kind, my arms wrapped around her and my hands wandering freely up and down her figure - caressing the soft curves of her hips and lower back and shamelessly squeezing her round, shapely booty, tucking my fingers into the crease between her thighs and ass, pushing the thin material of her skirt tight against her skin as I pulled her cheeks up and kneaded them in my hands. She gasped into my mouth as our tongues danced together, her lips smooth and juicy against mine and her body warm and soft in my arms. Her hips gyrated against me as we kissed and her rapid, heavy breathing made her excitement explicitly clear.

As Kasia's kisses grew in urgency, her teeth beginning to playfully graze and nibble at my lower lip, I slid one hand round over her hip and between our bodies, creeping under the front of her tight skirt and earning an excited whine of pure lust as my fingers brushed over her yearning sex through the soft, silky material of her underwear. Her soft, muffled moans grew more regular as she pressed herself against my teasing fingers, grinding her hips into me, an unmistakable moist warmth radiating out from her throbbing pussy through the flimsy strip of fabric.

Vaguely aware that I couldn't be gone from the conference room for too long, I reluctantly cut short my teasing and gently eased my roaming fingers under the waistband of Kasia's thong, flattening my palm against her as I slid down over her neat patch of short hair. Resting the heel of my hand on this soft triangle, I bridged my palm over her pulsating clit, my fingers finally making contact with her eager, slick lips. She let out a sigh of arousal as the pads of my fingertips slid effortlessly up and down her hot, slippery crevice. Her hips rolled in time with my motions as she broke the kiss, pressing her face into my shoulder and moaning into my shirt, her interlocked fingers gripping the back of my head. I breathed deeply, taking in the flowery scent of her red hair as I worked her body with my hand.

With my fingertips generously coated in her sweet wetness, I began to part her velvet lips, gently slipping my fingers into her saturated folds. I spread my fingers, tucking my index and pinky into the grooves between her hot, quivering sex and her soft, smooth inner thighs, anchoring myself as I slowly slid two fingers in up to the second knuckle, hooking them back towards myself as I did so. A shiver wracked Kasia's sexy little frame and her arms tightened around my neck, instinctively pulling herself closer to the source of her pleasure.

I began to work my fingers in and out of her, a series of muted moans vibrating through me as she pressed her face into my shoulder. She gripped me tightly, her pussy red hot and pulsing around me, a steady flow of sticky wetness dripping over my hand as I fucked her with my fingers. Her breathing grew steadily quicker as she rode my knuckles - apparently the semi-public setting really drove her wild. She let out a dangerously loud moan of unrestrained desire as her pussy clenched tighter around my fingers and, in response to my gentle shushing in her ear, she raised her chin over my shoulder and, judging by the muffled groan, bit down on her knuckles to shut herself up. I grinned at the explicit, muzzled moans directly in my ear, building speed with my fingers as I worked her tight little pussy closer and closer to orgasm.

I kept my free hand flat on the center of Kasia's back, holding her in place as I massaged her aching sex, her body writhing against me as I drove my fingers over and over again into her. I was growing frustrated at the uncomfortable angle - I desperately wanted to make her cum before dragging myself back to work and I knew that better access to her g-spot would push her over the edge.

Suddenly inspired, I clutched her tight against my body and lifted her, a surprised squeal escaping her lips as her hand slipped free. I spun her around and placed her back on her feet with her back pressed against the door, my fingers never slipping out of her throughout the movement. Bending my knees to bring myself lower, I pressed my spare hand over her mouth, pinning her to the wall and silencing her moans in one motion. I met her gaze in the half-light and began to fingerfuck her in earnest, my hand held close to her by her thong as the closet filled with the wet, slippery sound of her eager pussy receiving me.

Her hot breath moistened my palm and her eyes widened, a look of uncontrollable lust on her pretty face as she threw her hips against my hand, urgently pushing herself towards climax. She gripped my forearm with both hands, her nails digging in as she held my hand against her mouth. I beckoned my fingers inside of her, working her pulsating g-spot and drawing a series of muffled, blissful cries. My thumb found her throbbing clit and massaged it in time with my steady fingering and in seconds her thighs began to shake. Kasia began to shiver with ecstasy, her eyes rolling back in her head as she cried out into my hand, her deliciously tight, wet pussy clamping down on my fingers. Her nostrils flared as she desperately tried to fill her lungs, the door rattling from her convulsions against it as a fierce orgasm tore through her.

Finally, her knees buckled and I quickly slid my fingers out of her and released her mouth in order to catch her. She was like liquid in my arms, her body weak and limp as she sucked in heavy, ragged breaths. I brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her forehead, admiring her pretty face in the dim light from her phone on the shelf behind me. Her cheeks were flushed and a single tear shone on her cheek, a look of glazed bliss in her big, green eyes and a smile of lazy satisfaction on her soft lips. She reached up to run her fingers through my hair, whispering her appreciation for the intense climax.

After a few tender kisses I released her and she retrieved her phone on shaky legs. I smiled back at her as she attempted to fix her hair in the semi-darkness, before I slipped back into the hallway, leaving her behind so as not to alert anyone to what we had been up to. I could barely keep a grin off my face as, after a quick stop in the canteen to wash my hands, I made my way back through the office to the conference room, a hand in my pocket in an attempt to conceal the throbbing bulge in my pants. A sweet smile and wave from Natalia as I passed her desk did nothing to help that situation, and neither did her playful giggle as I returned the smile. I paused for a moment at the door, taking a deep breath and looking back over my shoulder to see Kasia heading back to her own desk, her hair slightly ruffled but her composure otherwise regained. She smirked as she met my gaze, a twinkle in her eye as she looked back over her shoulder with her back to me, pushing her hips out to show off her ass as she straightened her skirt before sliding into her seat. I shook my head as I opened the door - this week just kept getting better.

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The rest of the day passed without much event - the wheels were in motion and the work was going smoothly, but I was perpetually distracted by thoughts of the two hotties just through the wall. As the day drew to a close, I was eager to leave the stuffy conference room. The main office was already almost completely empty by the time I closed the door on Mateusz and the rest of the team, and it was with a sigh of disappointment that I wandered into the canteen to grab a cup of water from the cooler before making my way downstairs.

My thirst quenched by the ice-cold water, I was just throwing my empty cup away when I became suddenly aware of hurried footsteps behind me. Before I had a chance to turn and face the source of the high-heeled clicking on the canteen floor, my vision was blacked out by hands over my eyes. I couldn't help but laugh. The hands were soft and warm against my face and there was no mistaking the feeling of a soft, feminine figure pressed against my back. I felt the softness slide up as my ambusher stretched up on her tip-toes.

"Guess who?", whispered a giggling, accented voice in my ear.

"Ah, Miss Katarzyna, I thought you went home already". The giggling intensified in response.

"Guess again!" - this time the voice was louder and I stood more chance of identifying its owner. With a smile on my face, I reached up to take hold of Natalia's wrists and move her hands away from my face, turning to face her. Before I could reply with some smart-ass comment, she grabbed my collar and pulled my head down, meeting me in a fierce kiss. She moaned softly as her lips and tongue explored my mouth and my hands quickly found her tight little waist, my fingertips creeping onto the small of her back.

It was only after she broke the kiss that I opened my eyes to spot Kasia over Natalia's shoulder. She stood at the far end of the canteen, holding the door open on her way out and pausing to watch Natalia approach me. She grinned as she met my gaze, flashing me an enthusiastic thumbs up. Noticing me looking over her, Natalia turned her head and burst into a fit of giggles, waving at her friend as she left the room.

It wasn't long before Natalia was dragging me out the same door. She threw a simple, light jacket over her sexy little green dress as we stumbled through the abandoned reception area - no sign of the lovely Klaudia - and out into the balmy evening. We didn't get halfway down the street before, without warning, the sky opened and a thick shower of summer rain poured down on us. Natalia shrieked and laughed as the cool, refreshing rain soaked us, beating down with such intensity that it bounced a few inches back up off the sidewalk. She gripped my hand and pulled me along behind her, giggling madly as she led me to the same metro station I used to get to my apartment. I couldn't keep my eyes off her fit, curvy figure as she hurried along - her perfect, peachy ass and toned thighs mesmerizing me as I obediently followed her. We only just made it out of the rain and onto the platform in time for her to haul me onto the waiting train before the doors slammed shut.

We were standing and squeezed in tight, her body pressed up against mine in the crowd of commuters. I didn't need any invitation to put my hands back on her shapely waist, gazing down at her, admiring her pretty, freckled face - droplets of rain still rolled down her cheeks as she smiled brightly up at me. We were packed into the train so tightly that nobody noticed her hand find its way to my crotch - her soft, delicate fingers slowly rubbed and massaged me through the layer of fabric and in no time at all I was achingly hard. This was my second agonizing tease of the day and I had good reason to suspect that Natalia was well aware of that. There was a wicked glint in her pretty blue eyes as she grinned up at me, her dainty fingers tracing the veins and ridges of my throbbing pole through my pants.

We rode the metro for longer than I was used to and with every passing stop my excitement grew. By the time Natalia pushed me towards the door, I could feel pre-cum forming at the head of my cock inside my underwear in response to her cruel teasing. She led the way, rushing up the stairs and treating me to a spectacular view of her pert, gym-toned booty as I followed her. Her cheeks bounced enticingly under the form-fitting fabric of her dress as her firm thighs pumped up and down, propelling her upwards with little effort. Looking both ways to confirm that the hallway the stairwell spat us into was empty, I couldn't resist giving her juicy little ass a firm, playful slap, catching a perfectly rounded cheek from below and causing a delicious ripple. The loud spank reverberated through the tiled hall and Natalia gave a squeal of delight, her adorable giggles continuing as she led me out onto the street and back into the driving rain.

We hurried down a few streets, heads bowed against the downpour. I blindly followed her, paying no attention to our surroundings, interested only in the gorgeous brunette leading the way. Finally we crashed through a sheltered doorway into her apartment building. I was slightly disappointed that I wouldn't get a repeat of the show on the metro stairs as she rushed across the hall to the first door on the left, ushering me into her ground floor apartment. I pulled my jacket off as quickly as I could whilst simultaneously kicking my shoes off, my eyes glued to Natalia's shapely back as she locked the door behind us.