Relentless

I can do this.

I’m fine. I’ve got this.

I guess I’ll text you and let you know… I’m ready.

This is maybe the craziest thing we’ve ever done.

If it’s not the craziest, it’s definitely up there. I think that threesome at the music fest in Prague is still number one on my list, but this feels… riskier, kind of dirty, too. Like, way more intense than our typical bedroom activities.

Having a remote-controlled vibrator in my pants at work is, uh, yeah.

I never, ever imagined myself doing something like this, but it was my idea after all. A very horny idea, I’ll admit, but I’ve been kind of obsessed with this little egg vibrator ever since I got it.

It’s been good in bed, but I can tell it’s really made for more discrete play, like, wearing it in public. Walking around, going about my day… while you tease me with occasional mind-numbingly good waves of pleasure.

Your idea about wearing it out to a restaurant or something is super hot, but I feel like I need a little practice before we get to that level.

I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I guess I’m worried someone’s going to be able to tell, like maybe I won’t be able to hold back how good it feels…

Whatever. This scenario, wearing it at work, especially on a Friday when fewer people are in the office… this feels like a good practice round for something more intense.

I’ve got no meetings scheduled, nothing super pressing to do. In fact, I probably won’t even be interacting with anyone else today. It’ll just be me… this little vibe… and you, of course.

You, four floors above, just waiting for me to say go.

The fact that we work in the same building made this whole idea too good to pass up. You’ve got the remote app on your phone, and you call the shots: when it turns on… when it turns off… what intensity… the pattern.

All of it. I’m giving up all of that control to you.

And fuck, that is hot.

You seemed very excited about maybe showing up unexpectedly, just popping into the office to say hi and get a look at my face while I try not to make a sound.

Anyway, I just texted you, so I guess the vibrator is going to turn on any minute now…

And there it is…

Oh… my god. That feels good.

This must be the lowest setting. And it’s just a… long wave right now…

Damn.

Okay. Well… I guess I should… try to be a little productive… if I can.

Maybe I’ll just… check my email, something easy, low-stakes.

Oh, god, this is… it’s hard to concentrate.

Oh, and you’re… switching it up on me.

Fuck.

I absolutely cannot touch myself here in the office, but… oh my god, I want to.

My clit… fuck, it’s just… so perfectly right up against me…

And if I… just cross my legs, I can… fuck.

I just have to… just have to breathe through it.

“Hey, there you are.”

“Oh! Uh, hi. Hi, um, what’s up?”

“Ah, not much, just going through some of these layouts for next week’s design session. Hey, I was wondering, do you have a few minutes? I would love to get your opinion on some of these mockups.”

“Um, yeah, yeah, of… of course. I… sure. In your office?”

“Actually, let’s do the conference room. I’ve got everything pulled up on the projector in there.”

Oh, fuck. Oh my god. My boss?!

Seriously?!

I have a fucking remote-controlled vibrator in my underwear right now and my boss wants to have a meeting.

How… am I…? There’s no way I can do this.

I am so fucking turned on right now. I can feel how wet I am through my underwear.

And you… upstairs… you probably think I’m just sitting alone at my desk. You have no idea I’m going to have to keep my composure around my boss while you edge me relentlessly.

This is… not good. But also really hot.

“Alright, so…”

Oh, thank god. The vibrator stopped, for now.

I can… hopefully… just catch my breath and—

Oh my god. Oh, it’s back. And… fuck… those… strong… pulsing waves.

Damn it, you know that pattern can get me off so quickly.

I really hope she can’t hear it.

“Sit down, sit down. Let me just… pull up my laptop here.”

I try to focus on the ceiling, a stain on the carpet, anything other than how badly I want to fucking touch myself right now. God, my whole body is buzzing.

“So, yeah, I really love what they did with the typeface on this one… It’s super elegant, but I feel like it’s not quite… it. You know? Like there’s something about it I can’t put my finger on…”

“Mmm, yeah. Yeah. I… I know what you mean…”

“Yeah? Is there anything you would suggest? Some feedback I should give them?”

“Um… maybe… well, the… the… color…”

“Huh. The color… yeah, you know, I think you might be right. Maybe it should be more muted, it’s so saturated now.”

I lean back in the chair and squeeze my thighs together. Oh, fuck. Fuck, it feels so good…

I have to bite my lip to keep from literally moaning out loud. If only you knew what was happening right now… fuck, you would probably be so turned on if you knew.

I know I can’t touch myself. I know I definitely, absolutely cannot.

But this is… oh my god, this teasing is… it’s so hard not to.

I want to rub my clit so badly…

More than that, I want to go upstairs and I want you to fuck me, hard. Oh my god, I want you to bend me over your desk, grab a handful of my hair, and—

“You know, now that you mention it, I think you’re absolutely right. If we switched these two for something a little closer to tangerine or maybe some kind of burnt umber… yeah, I think that would really improve the whole thing.”

“Mmhmmm.”

“Great insight. Hey, thanks for your help.”

“Great. Yeah, no problem. I’m happy to assist.”

I get up from my chair and leave the conference room as quickly as humanly possible. I don’t care if my boss notices me practically running out of the room. I have to go upstairs and find you. Now.

It is so fucking hard to act normal right now, but… I’ve got to do my best. Your office is… a little more crowded than mine. There are people… everywhere, way more offices.

Yours, just like mine down below, isn’t a private room. It’s more like a private alcove, just a corner where your l-shaped desk fits in a row with four others.

Ah… where are you, where are you?

There… you’re at your desk, lounging in your chair, legs parted, your eyes and attention on your phone.

“Hey.”

“Oh—hey. Um… what are you doing up here?”

“You… have no fucking clue… what I just went through.”

“What do you mean?”

“I just had a spur-of-the-moment meeting with my boss while you were trying your best to make me cum all over myself.”

“Are you serious? She… did she…?”

“No, I don’t think she noticed anything. But you have no idea how hard that was.”

“That’s… really hot.”

“I need you to… take me… somewhere… now.”

“You’re being really obvious right now. So, I need you to just be patient.”

You stand up and bend down with your mouth right up against my ear.

There’s a handful of people around right now, no one close enough to hear you whispering, but I feel like we’re in plain view, like anyone could see how close together we’re standing.

“You know, I kind of like you desperate, looking at me like that… biting your lip. Fuck, that’s hot…”

“Baby… please…”

“If I were to… slip my hand up your skirt… and push my fingers up against your underwear… how wet would they be?”

“I’m… fuck, I’m so wet… I need you… oh my god, I need you to fuck me, please…”

“How bad do you fucking need it? So bad you had to come up here… and beg me? Tell me what you need…”

I glance around again as your co-worker walks by behind us.

“I… I need you to bend me over… and fuck me, hard.”

“And?”

“And… I need you to wrap my hair around your fist… and pull… while you fuck me.”

“Follow me.”

You walk a few steps ahead of me, eyes forward, hands stuffed into your pants pockets. I look down and… I can see how hard you are.

“Get in here.”

You guide me back up against the wall and press your body into mine. Oh, god, your dick pushes up against me. Fuck, you’re so hard.

“You know how bad you are? Coming up here to my office, begging me to fuck you? Oh, you’re so fucking bad…”

“What are you going to do about it?”

“I’m going to give you what you want because you’re so fucking desperate for my dick. Aren’t you?”

“Yeah, baby, I need it.”

“Yeah? You need it? You’re so desperate, look at you. Let me feel how bad you need it…”

You fumble with the button on my pants and slide your hand down into my underwear.

Your fingers find the vibrator and you gently pull it out.

“Oh my god, look how wet this thing is. Look at that, baby. Look what you did.”

You slip your fingers back down into my underwear and find my clit.

“Oh my god, you’re so wet. Holy shit… you’re fucking soaked. Oh, god, baby, look at you.”

“Oh, fuck—”

“Shhh, shh, shh. Stay quiet. Stay… quiet. No one can hear us, baby. Do you understand?”

“Yeah, there you go. That’s it, stay quiet. Stay quiet for me because no one can hear us. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Good girl.”

You press down on my clit with two fingers and work it relentlessly. I pull on my wrists, but your grip around them is tight and firm.

“Yeah, is this what you wanted? That vibrator got you so fucking worked up, didn’t it? Got that pussy nice and wet for me?”

“Yeah, yeah, baby. I loved knowing you were… you were controlling it…”

“Oh my god, I can’t take it anymore. Take my cock out.”

You let go of my wrists and I immediately reach for your belt. I feel… wild… feral almost, like I’m not in control of what I’m doing.

Like I have to have you, no matter what.

“There you go. You want that cock, baby? That’s what you’ve been craving, huh?”

I take your dick out of your pants and stroke it in my palm.

“I’ll give you what you want, but you have to be good. You going to be good? Going to be quiet for me?”

“Yeah, please, please, yes—”

“Shh—don’t—do I need to cover your mouth?”

“Good girl… oh, that’s a good girl, take this cock…”

Your dick slides in me so easily. You push further and further with every thrust.

This side of you… this… intensity… I love it so much.

Knowing it’s a game… a role you can slip in and out of… god, there’s nothing hotter.

“Hey, look at me. Look at me, look in my eyes. I own this pussy, don’t I?”

“Yeah—it’s yours—”

“You feel how deep I am? You feel—”

“Baby… baby, I can’t… I can’t hold on…”

“Yes, you can. You’re not going to cum until I tell you to. I control when you cum…”

“Oh, god, baby…”

“That’s why you wanted me to control the vibrator in your panties, right? Because you want me to tell you when you can cum. Right?”

“Bend over, baby. Over the table.”

I lean over the conference table and you get settled behind me. Your cock slips so easily into me again… spreading me open… filling me up to the brim.

You reach forward and wrap a handful of my hair around your knuckles. You don’t pull it yet. It’s just a tease of what’s to come.

“Good girl, you’re being so good for me. You want to cum? Take this cock. Take as much as you can.”

“Oh, god, pull my hair, baby, please—”

“God, you look so fucking hot bent over for me. Oh, I love watching my dick disappear in you.”

You tug on my hair and I’m forced to look up. The slight pain feels so good mixed with all of this pleasure.

I grip the edge of the table and fuck you back.

“Oh, there you go. There you go, fuck me back, baby. Good girl. You ready to cum?”

“God, yes, please…”

“Play with your clit while I fuck you. Make yourself cum all over my cock.”

I reach down between my legs and slip my fingers between my folds. Oh my fucking god, my clit is so sensitive right now…

“Cum on my cock, okay? And then I’m going to cum inside you. Is that what you want? That what you were craving?”

“Oh, yes, yeah, yeah, I can feel you fucking squeezing around me. That’s right, clench around me, clench around this cock, baby.”

You lean against my back, just lying on top of me as we both catch our breath.

There are no words for what we just did. My thighs are shaking so hard I’m going to have trouble walking to the elevator.

“So…”

“Um… that was… wild.”

“That little vibrator really, uh, brought something out in you.”

“Yeah. Well, I could say the same for you.”

“Come here…”

“I guess… now I have to go back to work? How the hell am I going to work after that…?”

“Yeah, I’m not getting anything done. I’m just going to be… thinking about… some of those noises you made.”

“Yeah. Um… okay. Well… I’ll go out first so no one sees us together… just in case we got a little loud.”

“Appreciate it. Hey… see you at home.”

“See you.”