Warm Reception

From the time I started at my new job, one person in particular had caught my eye...the receptionist. There was a strong draw to her, she wasn't like other girls in the shop. She was short, curvy, and had this alt look to her. She had pierced ears and tattoos all over. There is something about ink on a woman that drives me crazy, it just adds a different level of sexiness. She had these big beautiful eyes and an ass that was so curvy it filled any pants she wore and pushed her skirts out just a little too much, her figure was curvy like an hourglass with perky, full tits. She also had this attitude about her which was funny but devious: you just knew she was holding something back under the surface.

If you know me, you know I have a thing for certain styles of clothing and colored hair. She would generally wear hoodies and jeans at work, nothing too crazy or revealing. But as I worked there longer, her attire changed. I don't think it had anything to do with me, but inside, there is a part of me that likes to believe she did it for me, for the attention.

Fast forward to another day when she walked in wearing this tight t-shirt that accentuated her perfect tits and flat stomach. She had on these short shorts from which her perfectly round ass was falling out of and her legs were wrapped in these fishnet stockings. Everyone was taking a longer look that day and it was hard for me to resist staring. The double standard of this world is cruel sometimes. Girls in the shop went up to her and said "damn, why are you so hot today, all that ass", if a guy did that, it would be creepy, right? So I resisted saying anything.

In my head, I had played out so many scenarios as the weeks passed. She continued to wear outfits that were just revealing enough, just tight enough to show off her perfect body. The straw that broke the camel's back was the day she came in wearing this borderline, too-short, layered skirt, It had a silky base with frilly black lace underneath. If she were to bend over even slightly it would show everything underneath, it was completely impractical for her to wear to work, but I wasn't complaining. With it she wore these black stockings with a horizontal lined pattern on them, boots, and then a button-down top that was unbuttoned showing off her ample cleavage and tied up at the bottom revealing her stomach. She wore a hoodie over it covering most of it, but unzipped just enough to tease me. There is just something about a low-riding skirt that sits on the hips just right. It took everything inside of me to not reveal my flustered nature. I did my best not to stare, but damn, was it difficult. I swear that I caught her glancing in my direction a few times and flashing a devilish smile. The thoughts began rolling in my head and I had to suppress the urge to say something or glance too long, after all, she has a boyfriend and I have a girlfriend. But my goodness, she HAS to know what she is doing, which makes it even worse for me. That day, I felt like she was bending over around me more than necessary, almost to tease me and even invite me to say something. I could swear she would glance out of the corner of her eye looking to see if she could catch my reactions. That evening we were closing together. We were the last two in the office as everyone had gone home. She was cleaning up and counting down the cash register, and I was organizing some files, and putting gear away. She came into the office to put stuff away in the office closet and I couldn't help but let my eyes wander as she walked by. She walked into the closet and bent over to put some stuff on a low shelf. She didn't crouch down this time, she fully bent over, allowing her skirt to ride up and reveal the black panties she was wearing that day. Her perfect ass was in plain view, barely covered. I turned around and found myself staring a little too long. Thoughts of grabbing her hips and railing her from behind were creeping into my mind. She giggled softly as she caught me staring then looked back down to continue what she was doing. After a few moments passed she spoke:

Giggling she asked, "Like what you see?"

I laughed a little to play off being caught. Clearing my throat I said, "Gotta say, your outfit game is on point today."

She glanced over at me and flashed a little smirk. Her eyes glanced up and down my body then she bit her lip, smiling. "Oh yeah? You like it?" She asked. "I noticed you kind of take an interest in my outfits," she said with a playful tone. "Don't think that I haven't noticed the attention you give me. I know you try to not stare, but it's ok...you can stare a little. I kind of like it." She said as she bit her lip again.

I gulped down my nervousness. "Oh...well...umm..." I stammered. I averted my eyes and ran my hands through my hair, exhaling nervously.

She giggled. "Little flustered?" She asked with a devilish smile. She let the smile get bigger as she began to let her thoughts start to wander.

I couldn't help but admire those beautiful lips as they curled up. They were so full and soft looking. I would be lying if I said that I hadn't had thoughts about them before. She began to walk over toward me.

I laughed nervously, "I mean, I will admit, I do enjoy your outfits, you have a fantastic sense of style. If you don't mind, maybe I will stare a little more from now on." I grinned.

She sat on the edge of my desk. "Haha, oh my! Well, if that's the case, maybe I'll give you a little more to look at from time to time?" She said in a playful and sultry tone. "What exactly do you like about my outfit today?" She asked as she glanced down at her body. She took a hand and ran it down her shoulder toward the buttons on her shirt, pulling it aside just a little to reveal her bra strap. Her other hand ran down her side to the top edge of her skirt. She played with it a little and ran her finger across her bare stomach.

I could feel myself beginning to sweat with nervousness. The girl that I had eye fucked so many times was now sitting inches from me. Her attention was locked on me and she had opened the door for me to talk about the outfits that I regularly admired. "Well, I mean, you have a great way to walk the line between classy and sexy. Your skirts are just short enough to leave something to the imagination. Your shirts, fit your form perfectly and compliment your...ample...assets." I explained.

"Oh! You've noticed my assets?" She exclaimed as she made air quotes. "Haha, you don't have to be so reserved ya know? I know you have more thoughts than just admiring my outfits. I see the way you look at me, I know there is more going on in that head of yours. Why don't you let me know what's going on up there? I bet you it's similar to what is going on in mine." She said as she grinned seductively.

"I am not sure that is the best idea," I said as I playfully laughed off the question. "Maybe we should keep it professional?" I said as I tried to regain my composure.

She grinned, "we can keep it professional, but where's the fun in that?" She asked. "Sometimes you have to cut loose and be more...unprofessional", she said as she glanced off to the side playfully, "I know that you look at me and notice my outfits, I KNOW that there are more thoughts up there than just admiration of my style. Besides...you already said you've noticed my assets, so what exactly do you think about? You do realize that I don't just wear this to look cute. I mean sure, I like wearing it, but knowing you've noticed it makes me want to wear stuff like this even more." She explained as she began to curl her hair on her finger.

"You know, now that you mention it, I did feel like you may have been "showing off" more around me than usual," I said, "I wasn't sure if it was all in my head...I mean, I had hoped that it wasn't."

Her smile got bigger and more devious. "My my, you are attentive." She purred. "So, are you going to share those thoughts with me?" She asked as she began to lift the bottom edge of her black lace of her skirt up her leg, revealing her stocking covered thigh.

I paused for a few moments, figuring out how to approach this situation. I wrestled with playing it off and behaving, but finally said "fuck it" in my head. I told myself, "how often does an opportunity like this present itself, maybe it will never happen again", so I decided to go for it.

I smiled as I began to explain, "well, to be honest, I have admired those beautiful lips of yours for a while, wondering what they are capable of."

She jumped back a little in pleasant surprise, "oh really?" She said in a dripping tone. "They do a lot of things," she said as she ran her tongue along them, "maybe I'll show you?"

I squirmed in my seat a little. This is not the response I was expecting, but definitely, the one that I was hoping for. "I'd love to explore that a litt...", My statement was cut off as she quickly moved forward and pressed her lips against mine. Her lips were as soft as I imagined they would be. She began passionately kissing me and then let her tongue slide into my mouth. The warmth of it filled mine as we massaged each other's tongues. She began to run a hand through my hair as her other hand began to run down her side. She grabbed my arm, pulling it up and placing my hand on her leg. She took my hand and guided it up the outside of her thigh until it was under her skirt. My other hand found its way up to her hip and onto her bare stomach. I wrapped it around her back, putting slight pressure on her to let her know I was there. She whimpered slightly as she felt the pressure of my hand on her back. My other hand slid up her skirt more and wrapped around her hips to her ample ass. It was just as firm and soft as I imagined it would be. Her excitement burst forth as she felt my touch, she pressed into me more kissing more passionately, even primal.

"Let me show you what these lips can do." She growled at me, breathing heavily.

Her ample chest was rising and falling with her heavy breaths. She stood up from her seat on the desk, slowly walking around to my side while she assisted me in rotating my chair until she was standing in front of me. She rolled her chest forward, pushing her tits into my face. She let out a moan as I grabbed them with both hands, squeezing them as I passionately kissed her cleavage. She placed her hands on my knees, spreading my legs apart. I felt a rush of nervousness as I realized that my now fully erect member was stretching out my pants and was in full view before her. She looked down and grinned as her eyes made contact with the sight. She ran her hands up my knees to my hips. One of her hands found its way to my belt buckle and began undoing it. The other ran across the top of my pants caressing my cock underneath, stroking it and squeezing it slightly.

"Oh my," she said as she grinned, "seems that you are enjoying this." The words dripped from her lips. She licked her lips as she finished unbuckling my belt. She unbuttoned my pants and slid the zipper down, relieving the tension on the fabric. She dropped down to her knees in front of me, maintaining eye contact the entire journey down, a giant...devilish grin on her face. She grabbed the top of my boxer briefs and slowly pulled them down, her eyes locked on the prize underneath. My fully erect cock sprang from its prison and she smiled with pleasant surprise like an animal about to feast.

"Oooooh myyyyyyy, that is a beautiful cock," she purred, "It looks sooooo delicious." She said as she licked her lips slowly and seductively.

The blood was rushing to my head at this moment as I realized what I had fantasized about so many times was finally becoming a reality. I could feel my cock throbbing and it twitched as she ran her fingers along it slowly. My body was shaking in nervous anticipation. She fully grabbed my cock in her hand while she ran her other down the buttons of her shirt undoing the remaining buttons. Her sexy black lace bra is now in full view before me. She could feel my cock twitch in her hand as my excitement grew. She was slowly stroking my cock up and down as she lowered herself before me, keeping eye contact the whole way down. She was now kneeling before me, looking up with her dark, seductive eyes. She leaned in and slowly licked from the base of my shaft up to the head. Gently kissing and sucking along the way. When she got to the head, she swirled her tongue around the tip while continuing to slowly stroke the shaft up and down, my body involuntarily reacting to the sensation. She looked up at me one last time while her tongue continued to wrap around the head of my cock, she smiled and gave me a wicked look with her eyes. Then she took me into her mouth.

The warmth and wetness enveloped my painfully hard member. She let out a moan as she took it in as deep as she could go, sucking and squeezing. As it hit the back of her throat she gagged slightly, but didn't stop. She began to suck harder as she moved her head up and down, slurping and licking. I could feel the wetness of her mouth dripping down my shaft onto my balls as she would push myself deeper in her mouth. The sound of her slurping and gagging was turning me on more and more. I felt her spit running down my shaft as she rose up and down on it, letting her lush lips rub along my shaft as her head moved along its length. Overcome with the sensation, I put my hand on the back of her head, grabbing her hair and I pushed her head down harder on my cock, she gagged and gasped, letting out a giggle and moan as she curled her lips in a smile. She opened her mouth for a temporary reprieve, looking up at me with those big beautiful eyes that were now filled with lust and passion. The spit was dripping from her mouth and running down my cock as she firmly asked in a seductive tone, "wanna fuck my face?" I grinned back, "I thought you'd never ask."

I stood up from my chair as she wiped the corners of her mouth and let my pants fall to the floor, our eyes never leaving each others. I gently cupped her breast with my left hand, gently squeezing it and enjoying the feeling of her bra's material. It was everything I hoped it would be, firm, soft, ample. With my right hand I gently placed it on her chin, making sure to keep her eyes locked on mine. I gently caressed her cheek as I moved my hand from her chin around the back of her head. My left hand came up and I pressed my thumb against her lips, gently prying her mouth open. She knew what was coming and inhaled deeply in anticipation. I took my hard cock in my hand and guided it to her welcoming mouth, placing it on her lip. She opened her jaw wider to accept the offering that I presented. With my other hand that was still on the back of her head, caressing her hair, I pushed her head forward in to me, shoving my cock deep in her mouth to the back of her throat, she gasped at the sudden motion and gagged as I hit her throat. The sound was so sweet, she whimpered, begging for more. I thrust my hips harder and deeper pushing my cock in to her mouth, holding the back of her head with one hand and grabbing her hair with my other I guided her back and forth in sync with my hips. I could feel her warm mouth fully wrapped around my throbbing member and her tongue massaging me. Her Luscious lips wrapped around my shaft, sucking every inch along the way. Her gagging and sucking driving me crazier as I continued to thrust in and out, her beautiful eyes looking up at me, watering but begging me not to stop. He hands had now moved down to her ample chest and were fondling her breast through her black lace bra. She slipped a hand inside one of the cups and began to fondle her nipple, pinching and squeezing. I felt myself getting closer to climax, I debated slowing down and letting myself relax a little, but her eyes just continued to beg for more.

I asked, "do you want to swallow me?" She looked up with even more desire and shook her head yes. I pulled my cock out of her mouth momentarily. She took a deep breath, the spit dripping down my cock and her chin, such a sweet sight. "I want to taste all of you..." she said in a dripping, sultry tone while gasping for air. I smiled at her, stroking my hard cock which was covered in her spit, I placed my other hand on her head and pulled her back in close. She stopped me slightly to lick the shaft up and down, stroking my cock with one of her hands and then licking her fingers. She feverishly slurped and sucked on me, passionately taking me in with an aggressive, animalistic passion. I began to thrust in and out, fucking her face with purpose and passion.

I could feel myself getting to the edge, "I...I'm gonna cum..." I winced. She just looked up at me and grabbed my hips with her hands, pulling me in deeper to her mouth, moaning and begging the whole time. I felt the rush of cum through my cock and burst into her mouth, she whimpered with pleasure and groaned as my hot I load filled her mouth and shot down the back of her throat. Her sweet gagging as she kept sucking to get out every last drop and slowly backed away, still sucking and stroking, as if to make sure she got everything I had. Savoring every inch of me as she pulled back to the tip, licking and sucking on me. She gulped and swallowed every last drop, cleaning the edges of her mouth and licking off her fingers while devilishly smiling at me. Still stroking my cock with her other hand. I caressed her face running my thumb along her lips.

"you have a magnificent mouth, it's everything I imagined it would be and more." I said in a gentle tone.

"If you think that's something...then you're in for a big surprise." She said in a seductive, playful tone. One hand moving down her stomach, rubbing her inner thigh. She stood up slowly in front of me, bringing her hand up her inner thigh, rubbing the front of her panties. Slowly lifting her skirt up with her other hand.

"Let me taste you..." I said, placing my hands on her hips, slowly guiding her to the desk, then lifting her up onto it. She pulled up her skirt more to reveal her black panties underneath as she continued to rub the front of them with her other hand.

"Oh my," she said "help yourself." As she pulled her panties to the side which were visibly wet with her juices, revealing her perfectly shaved lips. Her wetness dripped down her lips.

I slowly lowered myself to my knees pushing her legs apart more, hearing her sweet moans as I got closer to her. I could feel the heat from her pussy and my lips got close. I gently kissed her inner thighs and moved slowly toward the prize. I finally found her lips, kissing them gently, licking up her slit with my tongue, tasting her sweet-tangy juices. I took one hand and spread them, revealing her sweet little clit, licking it with my tongue while rubbing her hip with my other hand. I slowly slid my fingers up and down holding her pussy open so that I could suck on her clit, pausing to run my tongue up and down the length of it. I paused briefly, then slowly slid my tongue inside of her. Feeling it go deeper and deeper until I was in as far as I could go. Her body snapped back in rigid pleasure as she grabbed my hair and pulled on it.

Moaning in ecstasy she exclaimed, "oh fuck! That feels amazing, my god, fuck me with your tongue". Her legs tightened around my head pulling me deeper in to her, my face buried deep in between them. Feeling her wetness running down my chin as I sucked and bit her clit. I took a hand and slid two fingers deep inside of her. So hot, so wet. I began to pump them in and out, curling them around to find that spot. I knew I found it when she yelped in pleasure and pulled me deeper exclaiming, "oh fuck yes! That's the spot". I kept fucking her with my fingers, which were now soaked in her juices while sucking on her clit, faster and deeper I went, until she grabbed me and with short, hurried breaths exclaimed "oh fuck, im gonna cum!" Her body began to convulse and she grabbed my hair with a new level of strength, shaking and twisting. I felt her explode on my face as I continued to feast. The wetness kept growing as I refused to stop, her trying to push me away but also continuing to pull me in. Me continued to torture her throbbing clit as she begged me to stop.