at work Erotic Stories

I always thought that being a secretary for a boss like Mr. Harris would be a chore—coffee, reports, calls. But damn, he was a real character: tall, with those broad shoulders that stretched his shirt, and eyes that sometimes slid over me like I was something tasty rather than just an employee. I was 28, he was in his late 30s, divorced, and there was talk around the office that he was no saint. And me? I was just trying to keep it together, but inside I sometimes fantasized about him pinning me to the desk. Silly, right? But that business trip changed everything. We flew to Chicago for a conference – he was speaking, I was assisting. The hotel was fancy, one room for two, but with separate rooms, like a suite. "We're saving the company's budget," he said with a grin when we checked in. It was a free evening, the conference started the next day. "Anna, let's go have dinner? We can't just sit in the room," he suggested, and I nodded, feeling something... continue reading

I got a relatively exotic name Elina. A seemingly respectable wife, 35 years old. A couple of years ago, I got tired of the measured life of my loving husband Vitya and took my appearance seriously. Diligent training, jogging for tens of kilometers did their job. Now I am a real milf. A nice slim figure, big breasts and a lush ass. Basically, there is everything to please the eye of the spouse and have sex regularly. But no matter how hard I tried, no makeup, no sexy lingerie - my intimate life did not return to its previous course. About 7 years ago, we fucked like rabbits, and now once a month, this is already happiness. At this time, I realized that monogamy is a primeval evil! In my opinion, it is she who killed all the pleasure that can only be obtained from sex. It didn't take long before I turned into a real bitch. The office staff hated me, my husband was constantly offended and didn't talk. People call it "undersexing." And everything would have continued li... continue reading

Like all anonymous storytellers, I will introduce myself to you by a false name, because my safety depends on it, which you will understand after reading my own story of sex-cheating with a loving but very jealous husband. My name is Svetlana, I am 32 years old and for this age I have a simply magnificent body, especially my butt and firm second-size breasts, which have been crazy about since university. To be honest, I married Sergey (my husband) for convenience, because before I got a high-paying job in the HR company, I really needed money and a loved one. We never had anything special with Sergey, and even our sex was quite banal due to his widespread religiosity - he did not want me in the ass, and I just pine for the anus. Because in addition to sexual hypocrisy, my husband is also not averse to getting physical in a fit of jealous anger, because in his understanding I flirt with each of his friends and the last time I kicked him out of the house, for a while. Of course, we co... continue reading

Like all anonymous storytellers, I will introduce myself to you by a false name, because my safety depends on it, which you will understand after reading my own story of sex-cheating with a loving but very jealous husband. My name is Svetlana, I am 32 years old and for this age I have a simply magnificent body, especially my butt and firm second-size breasts, which have been crazy about since university. To be honest, I married Sergey (my husband) for convenience, because before I got a high-paying job in the HR company, I really needed money and a loved one. We never had anything special with Sergey, and even our sex was quite banal due to his widespread religiosity - he did not want me in the ass, and I just pine for the anus. Because in addition to sexual hypocrisy, my husband is also not averse to getting physical in a fit of jealous anger, because in his understanding I flirt with each of his friends and the last time I kicked him out of the house, for a while. Of course, we co... continue reading

I got a relatively exotic name Elina. A seemingly respectable wife, 35 years old. A couple of years ago, I got tired of the measured life of my loving husband Vitya and took my appearance seriously. Diligent training, jogging for tens of kilometers did their job. Now I am a real milf. A nice slim figure, big breasts and a lush ass. Basically, there is everything to please the eye of the spouse and have sex regularly. But no matter how hard I tried, no makeup, no sexy lingerie - my intimate life did not return to its previous course. About 7 years ago, we fucked like rabbits, and now once a month, this is already happiness. At this time, I realized that monogamy is a primeval evil! In my opinion, it is she who killed all the pleasure that can only be obtained from sex. It didn't take long before I turned into a real bitch. The office staff hated me, my husband was constantly offended and didn't talk. People call it "undersexing." And everything would have continued li... continue reading

Accidentally opening the door at the wrong time, for her, I saw a beautiful maid. Coal-black hair, brown eyes, and thick black eyebrows. She wasn't wearing sexy clothes or high heels. But something about her caught my eye, and I immediately became attached to this woman, asking her how she found working here. Not knowing what to answer, she introduced herself as Linda, and immediately offered her hand. Apparently, she was new, since she didn't know who I was. We got acquainted. I forbade all my subordinates to offer me their hand, and when someone did, I recognized the newcomer, repeating over and over that this was not allowed. But I didn't tell her this. I liked the soft skin of her small hand so much that, without letting go, I began to tell her how nice it was here, and that everyone without exception gave tips, so the salary increase for the month would be significant. The woman became embarrassed, looked away. She was almost silent, and I told her and told her. How... continue reading

I am a completely ordinary girl, I am 30 years old. I work as a conveyor belt operator. Married. And a guy works for us as an electrician. Also married. And so he began to show interest in me. He brought candy or chocolate. We started communicating with him. Let's talk and laugh. I didn’t pay attention that he could hug me around the waist or put his hands on my shoulders. His hand didn’t fall on my butt. He said sorry, I did it accidentally. It even excited me a little. But I, like a decent girl, scolded him. He said that it won't happen again. Several days passed and it happened again. He said that he couldn't resist touching my ass. I melted and allowed him to take my ass with both hands, he pressed me to him and stroked my ass. I felt him get up and rest between my legs. Just in the right place. I feel like I'm leaking. Well, that’s enough, I said and moved away from him. Then it was repeated, there were even kisses. All this happened at work in a secluded corner. And then one d... continue reading

The young man and I worked together. I must say that he was the only bachelor in our company. Because of this, all the girls felt his devouring gaze on them, whether it was a short dress or skirt, or a huge neckline. In the morning, before work, he always went to the gym (the room was in the next building from our office). Roma did not have an extremely beautiful figure, but he was fit. One day, as it happened, I came to work early. The computer didn’t work (there was no light), I was bored and with nothing to do, I decided to go to the gym, once there were scales there, and I decided to weigh myself. I didn't intend to study. By nature she had a fairly beautiful body, size 3 breasts, straight legs, a good ass, and black hair just below her shoulders. That morning I was wearing a short black dress with a low neckline and chic stilettos. Entering the hall, I dryly said: “Hello,” and not finding the scales in the hall, I headed towards the mirrors. I saw myself in full height, but out... continue reading

It happened on a warm autumn day in mid-September. I was sitting in my office at work and drawing up staff vacation schedules for the next year. My office is small, well lit by daylight, with a PC and a large table for various kinds of documents. Suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door. Usually my staff comes to me without knocking, so I immediately realized that these were not locals. I said, "Come in." The door opened and my employee’s wife came into my office. I will describe it briefly.

A slender, beautiful girl with big eyes, hair dyed a pleasant red color, quite tall. She worked as a laboratory manager at our enterprise. She was dressed in a blouse and jeans that nicely hugged her slender legs and ass. To be honest, I always secretly looked at her and, thinking about what I would do with her in bed, I began to get excited. However, I did not show my secret desires in any way, firstly, this is the wife of my colleague, secondly, work is not a place where you can have fu... continue reading

After my wife felt another man’s penis in her slit for the first time in her life, she could not find peace. She wanted a repeat. My penis was not as big as Andrey’s and she was getting less and less pleasure with me in bed. Often, after I left for work, she visited dating sites, where men flocked to an offer to fuck like moths to a light. This, of course, pleased her pride, but she was afraid to enter into relationships with various partners, because she had many acquaintances in the city and bad rumors could spread.

Meanwhile, she received less and less satisfaction in bed, and her crevice itched more and more. I noticed the changes that happened to my wife after sex with Andrey, and invited him to visit us on Friday so that together we could fuck my wife to the fullest, in both holes. Her mood was at the highest level, she was already deciding what she would wear for Andrei’s arrival.

I was drawing pictures of what positions we would take her in and how we would fill her vagi... continue reading

New Year's corporate party! A pre-New Year's corporate party is such a dreary task, while everything is being organized you can go crazy. Nevertheless, the money was finally collected, but the meeting place was not determined. While we were thinking and wondering, all the taverns were already in great demand, and we decided to celebrate it with our employee.

Fortunately, in addition to her apartment not far from our plant, she also had a dacha, and we decided to go after work and celebrate a corporate event with her. By the way, I always liked her, blonde hair, plump lips, beautiful long legs, thin waist. And from her breasts, when she especially came to work in a white, slightly see-through T-shirt (that sometimes the outlines of her nipples were even visible), I simply went crazy. She had recently returned from maternity leave, apparently not everything was great in her personal life, she always dressed to highlight the charms of her figure, and we often exchanged meaningful glance... continue reading

The day did not go well from the very morning. The conflict arose out of nowhere. Slamming the door, Tanya went to her parents.

Arriving at the office, Lenya turned on the computer and began editing another contract. Then the boss came into his office.

- Why so gloomy? Looks like you had a good rest.

- What is it...

- Yeah. Okay, here's a little deal for you - you'll go to Paris.

- ...Where?

– To the hero city of Paris. You'll get divorced. You will negotiate with our partners on a new project. Prepare the soil. Do you have a visa?

- By itself.

- So that's great. Natasha will go with you as a translator. She's also on board. Go to the accounting department for travel allowances and tickets and you’re free for today. Go home, pack your things. Departure tomorrow morning at 9:45.

After Lenya left, the boss returned to his office and called Natasha to his office.

Natasha, a fragile brunette with short hair and big brown eyes, had a luxurious bust of the third size. As... continue reading

I'm preparing myself for our meeting this evening. I get out of the shower, dry myself with a warm terry towel and stand naked, thinking – should I wear white or black underwear? Perhaps white. You really like it so much! I look at myself in the mirror - tanned shoulders, narrow hips in tight white boxers, wet hair... I can already imagine your fingers, like claws on my chest: you love to scratch them down my chest... And the new scent of my cologne Today will definitely drive you crazy!

I dry my hair, put on a shirt and trousers, button it up, tie it, lace it up, meanwhile imagining how you dress... By the way, I love watching you dress! I wonder what you'll be wearing today? How do you manage to change into all these seductive outfits while at work? Do your colleagues notice that you fluttered out of the office wearing something different from what you came in?

Busy with these thoughts, I get into the car, drive closer to your office and stop at the snow-covered curb on the next... continue reading

Office. The piercing ear and unconcentrating voice of the supplier broke the silence again. Fingers tapping on computer keyboard...

Something strange is happening to me today. I do not feel anything. I smile, trying to hide the inner emptiness, trying to remember those states in which I felt good, or at least bad ... it doesn’t matter anymore. I want sensations, feelings, passions... and nothing. Horror creeps in. Lord, at least something! What if again? Once, in this state of emptiness and timelessness, I spent several months. Scary. I'm trying to analyze. Maybe I thought too much about how to behave and how not to behave correctly. Maybe for some reason the ghost of gray, lean loneliness stopped pressing on me. Where are you soul, if you exist, you must feel something! Quiet and empty...

I can't work. I remember.

I open the door and look apprehensively into the hallway. There are no neighbors. What a luck! I quickly take off my boots, get into my slippers and hurry to the room... continue reading

You come into my office. I'm alone. I take my eyes off the computer, look at you absently, nod my head slightly in greeting, and get back to work. You come to me

- Can I help you?

Thanks, I can handle myself.

You look at the monitor and put your hand on the back of my chair.

Suddenly you realize that you catch my scent. He is pleasant and familiar to you. It is the almost impalpable scent of a woman. The blood immediately rushes to your face, and you blush, embarrassed. I see your embarrassment, it pleases me.

You are looking down on me. A lace bra shows through my blouse, and the open collar reveals such an alluring hollow of my chest. The hem of the skirt reveals my stockinged knees. Mmmm... Excitement runs through you in a wave and sinks in a warm, pulsing lump down your stomach.

I lean back and touch my fingers with my back. The current runs through your body and mine. You move towards me and touch the member of my shoulder, which is bulging under the trousers. Oh what... continue reading

Good afternoon I'm 25, beautiful, tall, long-haired blonde (natural), with a rather thin hourglass figure and a breast size three. I have graceful hands, long beautiful legs and big gray eyes. To all this beauty, a completely nasty character is added: I am capricious and harmful, but if I am in love, then I give myself completely, without a trace. I live alone, which is actually quite satisfied ... I work in a large company.

Now I am sitting at my workplace. I'm wearing white underwear, a white blouse, tights, suede high-heeled shoes, and an even formal suit. In all appearance, I look more like a strict teacher ... but all this severity looks very depraved. Usually such teachers are undressed and punished in explicit films, and I go to work like that, to the envy of male colleagues who do not take their eyes off me, which I actually like.

Today is Friday, there are a lot of people around, but the atmosphere is quite friendly, since all the bosses left on Thursday in all directions.... continue reading

I became a director, as well as a co-owner of the company, thanks to my momentary weakness. Once left without work, only with an empty purse in my pocket, with disappointment waving my hand at my now useless moral principles, I decided to place an ad in which I offered sexual services to elderly, wealthy ladies. I knew that many of them are successful in business, but often lonely and unsettled in their personal lives. So, unexpectedly for myself, I won the heart and body of a beautiful business woman, the president of a large commercial corporation ...

Touched by my tender, ardent caresses, Elena Georgievna Kuptsova offered me to run a video-shooting studio that secretly releases erotic videos. The video studio, of course, was disguised as a company that collects medicinal plants, as well as producing herbal tea. Its medical products in very limited quantities, sometimes even appeared in the city's pharmacies.

After thinking a little, realizing that I have no other options that ar... continue reading

My new secretary is just lovely - a charming creature: just a girl (she was 19 years old), she looked just great: wavy golden hair falling to her shoulders, big blue eyes, a little upturned cute nose, a charming mouth line, a thin graceful neck, high chest, which was noticeable despite the strict suit, thin waist, small ass and long beautiful legs. She was dressed, as I have already said, strictly: a gray skirt just above the knees, a jacket, under it a snow-white blouse, thin stockings, low-heeled shoes. And this naive cute look, which does not spoil her at all, but rather emphasizes her incredible sexuality, showing through in her every movement: gait, gestures, in the way she writes, works at a computer. At the same time, her sexuality is so natural and genuine, as if it was given to her from birth, which most likely is the case. This is how she appeared before me today, and the name of this incredible girl is Anya.

She did her job flawlessly all day. I saw her many times when she... continue reading

Among my clients there was one point in Ochakovo. Once I stop by, and the saleswoman Lyubka, a broken woman of about thirty-five, is playfully disposed. The owner of the outlet, a heavyset man, said as he left:

- Be careful, I'll hold it.

“But I don’t mind,” Liubka answered.

After these words, I looked at her. Although, at that time, I was just in the midst of a relationship with Ksenia and I didn’t attach too much importance to Lyubkin’s statements. Although, she was pretty enough. Slim, short. A brown-haired woman with a pleasant face. I was making eyes and her partner Nina.

- If I were younger, we would have stirred up with you, - she said.

But Nina was painfully unattractive. But Lyubka is like that, nothing. And also builds eyes. The first time I squeezed her a day after Ksyukhin's departure.

“What, people will see,” she stammered.

So she teased me for two weeks. I come, she makes eyes, flirts. Like I'm young, hot. And when it comes down to it, everything is clamped.... continue reading

The third day hanging around Moscow without a penny in his pocket, Igor peered enviously into the windows of foreign cars with tinted windows passing by him, trying to see the lucky ones inside. Money... Damn it, where are these notorious crazy "grandmothers", flowing, according to the provincials, into the bottomless pockets of Muscovites from all over the country? And why can't he, a healthy, smart and still young man, break off his piece from this damned metropolitan pie?

No money means nothing: no housing next month, no food for the next week, not even a ticket to your hometown. But in the notebook there is one address ...

Remembering this, Igor grinned wryly and shrugged his shoulders. Well… After all, he doesn’t foresee women in the foreseeable future either, so it doesn’t matter what to do with the liquid that has accumulated over the month and is useless, causing only pain in the groin…

To his surprise, at the family planning department of the city gynecological dispensar... continue reading