Have you been fucked at work, or at the premises of work?
Welcome back to my sexual autobiography, in which I truthfully answer questions I see on the Lush forums!
I’ve made several trawls through the forums, looking for questions I can answer honestly. I have a list of twelve to work through for starters, but this story kind of answers two forum questions at once. It answers the one in the title, but it also answers another question I saw; Where is the riskiest or oddest place you’ve had sex?
I may yet tell another story for that one on Lush, but I judged on balance that the back office at work was odder and riskier. I hope you agree!
The answer to these questions is yes. But I want to make clear that, while the question is posed in the passive, I was very much participating in the action. I pulled at work.
I had a job in a bookshop when I was in my early twenties. While I was there, I met and liked a guy called Eric, who worked at the same store. He has appeared in this series before.
One night, I seduced him, and he gave me a four-hour ravishing during which our long-held desire for each other poured out. I have mentioned this delightful evening before, in an earlier entry into this series, “The sluttiest thing I have done.”
I did not mention to Eric, the next time we had a shift together, that I slept with another guy the very next night. But if Jakub had attempted a cuckolding, Eric was to have the last laugh, for he and I ended up dating for a while.
Six days had passed since we had had sex for the first (and second) time. For a combination of reasons, we hadn’t had the chance for a reprise.
We were alone in the bookstore. It was closing time and it was Eric’s turn to lock up. The manager left. My shift ended, but I didn’t want to go home. I stayed, lingering unnecessarily, and flirting with Eric. I helped him with the close checklist until it came time to cash up. Strictly speaking, I was not allowed in the room when he did the cash-up. No-one was.
With the shop door shut and locked, I followed him into the office. The office was a tiny room with a swivel chair and a cheap plywood desk.
“MC1982, you shouldn’t…”
I kissed him on the lips. He put the cash box down on the desk. He flung his arms around me, and I flung mine around his neck. My lips moistened as he kissed me. I felt his wet tongue caress mine and gently brush my teeth. His hand was on my bottom. I felt him through his trousers. We’d had a great night together. He’d made me come more than once. I was hungry for more.
“Is there CCTV in here?” I asked.
“Yes. But it’s only looked at if cash is missing.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
I began to unbutton his shirt, which was a uniform. His work uniform top was grey, as was mine. He did the same to my shirt and we were clawing at each other, desperate to get undressed. I was already moist between my legs. Soon, he was topless, and I was in my bra.
“How are we going to do this? Floor? Chair? Desk?” he asked.
I hadn’t thought of this. We sank to the floor. But when I was on my back, the carpet was thin, and it was just too hard and uncomfortable for me. I wanted a pillow and more support for my back. I said so.
We got up again, and this time we pulled down our trousers, and I took off my bra. Eric took hold of my breasts with his hands, cupping them, squeezing them, then he crouched to kiss them. Standing there, having a guy kiss my boobs in an office…I remember I felt like I was a movie star filming a sex scene!
Oh, this felt naughty and sexy! It wasn’t like me. He had been only my third. I wasn’t a wild girl.
Eric whipped his penis out and I grabbed it at once. He stood there naked, having his dick fondled while caressing my breasts, and I saw the cash box sitting on the table watching us, and the line where the lid met the main body of the box was almost like a disapproving mouth, smiling flatly.
“Let’s try in the chair,” Eric said.
He sat down in it. I pulled my knickers down and stepped out of them. I would never see this office the same way again now that I had stood there in the buff. I had a condom in my purse and pulled it out, placing the purse on the table next to the cash box.