Office Tryst

My back was against the wall, and he was so close. Placing both hands on either side of my head, Russell pressed himself against me, and I could feel his hard cock press against my stomach. Why did I find this so hot, I thought.

"Think someone likes what she's feeling," he purred into my ear. I could feel my face flush instantly. My eyes averted his heated gaze, and I desperately tried to think of anything else besides his hard cock pressed into me.

"I'm didn't say that!" I snapped back at him. But it was too late...my body gave me away. Thank god he couldn't feel just how wet I was getting between my legs. I needed to get this back under control. But it was going to be an uphill battle.

"You didn't have to say anything. Sophie, I can feel your trembling. Also, remember to breathe. This is all perfectly normal. It's okay to enjoy this. I know I am." Russell ran his hand through my hair and gave a slight tug so I was forced to look at him.

Once I looked into his green eyes and saw the desire in them, I could feel myself melting. Russell was the only one I wanted in that moment. Nothing else mattered. I didn't care that we could risk being seen. I didn't care about the repercussions. All I wanted was him, and it was apparent he felt the same. I had become so hypnotized by his gaze that I didn't see his face moving closer. It was when he placed a gentle kiss on my lips that I snapped back to reality. My face heated up more and returned the kiss with a hungry fervor.

"Didn't expect this from you, Sophie. But I hope you keep it up," Russell said against my lips as he started to pulled back. "By the way, red's a good color on you. Hope to see that more often".

Maybe it was the desire clouding my usually rational thinking, but before I could stop myself, I popped two of the buttons on my shirt to reveal a lacy red bra. "What do you think of this, Russell?" I could see his eyes widen and his cheeks blushing a little more. In one motion, his hands went to my waist and I was hoisted in the air. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he tore open the rest of my shirt, leaving me in my red bra and skirt. I felt so vulnerable, which I never allowed. I prided myself on being a strong, independent woman who didn't need a man's help. But something about this situation left me wanting to succumb and bend to Russell's will. I hadn't felt this way in some time, and I was not about to stop it.

"Well," Russell's voice snapped me from my daze. "That was pretty bold of you, and I like it. A lot. You continue to surprise me, Sophie. Would like to see if you have any other surprises for me."

He started to nip at the soft skin behind my ear before moving to my earlobe. I could feel myself arch involuntarily into him, my body begging for more. To my dismay, he stopped nibbling and a soft chuckle escaped his lips. His breath sent shivers of pleasure through me. "Looks like I found a sweet spot," he whispered before returning his attention back to it. A small moan escaped from my lips as I was unable to respond. His mouth began to trail down my neck, nipping at various points. My breathing started to pick up and I was losing myself in his touch, his scent...everything was making my head fuzzy.

"Are you sure you want to do this here, Sophie? We can go somewhere more secluded," he asked me as he walked us over to a window ledge where he set me down, but didn't let go. "I personally could fuck you anywhere with no shame, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable".

"Wait...you've wanted to do that with me?" I softly asked. I couldn't help but feel flattered. I could usually pick up on those cues, but apparently, I was oblivious to my friend's feelings.

"No, not until recently. Might have had something to do with that night we went for drinks and decided it would be a good idea to walk around town until 4 in the morning. We were talking about everything and anything. The passion and intensity you had about certain topics really intrigued me and...I guess it kind of made me feel something more than friendship," Russell replied. His hands then cupped my firm breasts and started to squeeze them lightly. "Is this okay with you", he asked.