My colleague who I showed my boobs to as part of a Secret Santa gift, CAME over my boobs yesterday

This is the update I didn’t think I’d write. It’s the update you guys urged me to pursue, and believe me, I went all in.

Firstly, if you need to backtrack and read how this got to this stage, here’s the link below to Parts 1 and 2.

In all honesty, his shyness indicated this wasn’t going to happen. I decided to make the move, knowing he’d masturbated over seeing my tits, not only on the gift mug, but also the photo, I felt powerful.

I am the older woman, after all, so it’s arguably my duty to lead.

When closing at work, I waited until it was only he and I. I know by now when a guy’s horny. You can see it in their eyes. I felt he’d checked my ass out all day. I approached the subject.

“You know what I love about working with you the most?” I smiled.

A playfully confused look from him, I followed up with, “checking me out when you get the chance.”

I turned around, bent over, and pretended to look for something. I laughed, and he confessed, “yep, caught me.”

It was just he and I. I reminded him of that. I urged him closer and made sure the door was closed. Shouting out for anybody else, the coast was clear. Nobody hangs around work unnecessarily.

I peeled my black trousers down, showing off a tiny pink thong. My cheeks, plump from the gym session I’d had that morning, backed up closer to him. He rushed to pull a chair closer to him, took a sat and I grinded on his lap.

“I’ve been so wet for you all day” was met with, “now I’m really hard.”

Out it came. I gasped, worshipping it and looked him in the eye was I was squatting down on my heels, licking the length of his fucking gorgeous cock. There was SO much pre cum. Within a minute or so, he was holding my head to fuck my mouth.

“Naughty, naughty.” I delivered with pretending to be shocked eyes.

I reached into the pocket of my jacket and revealed a condom.

“Up for it?” I said, jerking him off at the same time, to my amusement, delaying his answer and ability to string a sentence together.

“Or do you want to cum now, huh? Just say the word. I’ll take your silence as…” I grinned.

He took the condom from me and literally bent me over the desk, fucking me HARD. Like, “I’ve wanted to fuck you forever” hard. The best kind.

I couldn’t reach underneath and play with my clit, although I came in no time at all. My legs, shaky from the gym AND this, made me pivot to sitting on the desk. I lifted my top, and he unhooked my bra.

“I fucking love them” only made me wetter when my D cups came out, nips like bullets.

We fucked for some time on the desk and locked eyes. My pussy was coating that condom with the creamiest of cum streaks. The moment I used one of my hands to cup my tits, I sensed he was weak.

“Tell me when you’re close” didn’t register with him necessarily, and he overlooked wearing a condom and just nodded.

I had a plan.

That frantic nod soon came, and I got him to pull out, I worked as quickly as I could to take the condom off. The first burst of cum pooled in my hand as I dropped the condom to the floor, then hit my stomach, and the further bursts sprayed across my tits.

I gasped in enjoyment, acknowledging how much his gorgeously curved cock came, with the shiny, mushroom-like head, begging for another sucking imminently.

I sat forward as he caught his breath, sitting on the chair, and I pushed my tits together.

In my jacket pocket, I had wet wipes, and cleaned myself off. I nearly left work without picking up the condom. As I went to my car with sex hair, a pining for another round, I couldn’t believe what’d happened.

Guys, I DID IT!

We’ve exchanged messages today. I think I just found myself a new fuck buddy.