Seducing my coworker, Lexi get’s what she want’s part one
Welcome to part one of seducing my coworker, please enjoy!
I knew it when I first met him — this was a guy who
would be a challenge. He was relaxed enough to talk
about sex with a woman at the office, though not relaxed
to talk about his own sexual experiences. The abstract
was OK, the personal was embarrassing.
He’d blush sometimes, enough to be charming but not so
often as to be a prude. He liked sex. A lot. And he no
doubt had — peculiarities, as I prefer to call kinks.
I’m always the curious sort about kinks. What makes
other people tick fascinates me.
I found our conversations over lunch and occasional
dinners titillating and knew I wanted more. And he did.
But he never made a move. Finally, one night he gave me
a hug, and this was an opening, though not the time to
One Friday, on one of our fairly regular dates, though
I’d worn a top that was somewhat sheer with a sheer bra
underneath it. He pretended not to notice, though he
went to the restroom during dinner and came back erect.
And it wasn’t the first time.
I noticed but naturally pretended I didn’t. We went back
to good conversation and laughs. Later, we went to his
apartment. When he sat next to me and gave me his “keep-
away” body language, I put my arms around him.
“Kiss me,” I said.
“I don’t date coworkers,” he said.
No? Then why had we been on several dates? Why had he
brought me up to his apartment?
“I wasn’t asking for a date,” I said. I kissed him, and
after the initial protest of trying to pull away, he
moved into the kiss. A few minutes later, he was on top
of me kissing me passionately.
He was hard. I looked in his eyes and saw a guy who knew
he’d been had. Or was going to be had.
I reached down to massage him through his pants. “Maybe
you don’t want to date me, but you sure do want
something else. Tell me, what did you have in mind?”
“This really isn’t a good idea,” he said weakly.
I started unzipping him and he moaned softly.
“But you want, it, don’t you?”
He said nothing, just laid his head back and closed his
eyes. I repeated the question.
“Yes,” he whispered finally.
“You know what to do, don’t you?” I started undoing his
“Take me into your room and drop your pants.”
I knew he was a slob, but the living room was neat, so I
didn’t know how much of a slob he was.
“I know your room’s a mess, but take me in there and
make it with me.”
Come back sunday to read part two of seducing my coworker!