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Office Erotica Stories

31 stories

A meeting runs too long. A manager says the wrong thing in exactly the right tone. A coworker’s glance lingers a beat past plausible innocence. That’s how it starts: desks, closed doors, late shifts, and a professional mask thinner than anyone lets on. Boss and employee, coworker and rival, all playing at boundaries until business turns personal and the workday becomes cover for something else entirely.

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Keeping His Attention

Kathy’s gaze locked on Mark’s face, a desperate plea mirrored in her wide eyes. Her tongue traced the slick crown of his cock, her mouth full of the almost metallic tang of his pre-cum, a practice motion that felt increasingly futile. He barely registered her presence, his attention flitting around the room as he barked orders into his phone. His cock was hard, yes, but a business-deal hard, not a desire-fueled surge.

“How about I put one of my best sales girls on it? She’ll give you all the personal attention you could want?” Finally, Mark glanced down at her. The meaning of the words hanging in the thick air of the office. He was ready to hand her off like a used condom. Kathy’s stomach clenched in a mixture of anger and humiliation.

She had to do something, the promotion was slipping away from her. A month spent on her knees every morning, the judging, sometimes jealous looks from the other women in the office, the crude leers from the men, and for what? He was bored. Already. Was Susan waiting in the wings, ready to take her place. The thought sent a jolt of icy dread through her.

She kept her eyes on Mark’s face, one hand cupping his balls and gently squeezing, hoping for a reaction. He didn’t even notice. Maybe if she sucked on them, but that would mean taking her mouth off his cock, and she didn’t want to do that. A bitter taste rose in her throat. Humiliation clung to her like a cheap perfume, a scent she’d worn every morning this last month. But failure? That was a stench she refused to carry. She wouldn’t be discarded now, not after this…

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Inexperienced

“That’s it, nice and slow.” Mia’s voice was thick and low as she held herself just far enough away so that Katie had to reach out with her tongue. Is she nervous? Good A little fear would only heighten the experience, let the girl work for her treat. Mia looked down gauging Katie’s reactions, this was going to be even more fun than she had anticipated. The younger woman gazed up at her, desire and eagerness written all over her face. She was going to be so much fun to train and play with.

The risky nature of the encounter, the risk of exposure, only added to the allure. Mia was playing a dangerous game, but it was too tempting to resist.
The moment Mia saw the fresh-faced young intern, she knew what she wanted. Some casual compliments, encouraging Katie to share her thoughts with Mia. It wasn’t long before Katie followed her around like an eager disciple. All above board, all very respectable.

The dinners were an obvious extension of Mia’s mentoring. Just another opportunity to talk about Katie’s career opportunities, and maybe to share some slightly more intimate thoughts. And then, once she was sure that Katie would not be running to HR, Mia made her move. An invitation for Katie to come to Mia’s house. They both knew what it really meant. Katie’s face was flushed, her eyes wide with a mixture of apprehension and desire, as she tripped over the words to say yes to the invitation…

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You’re Not Prejudiced Are You

What’s the matter? You knew I was trans, right? You don’t have a problem with that, do you? All that talk about how you’re an LGBTQ ally.

I know you’ve been flirting with me for days, don’t act all coy now, see how hard you’ve got me! You weren’t just leading me on were you? Using me to look woke? I know you’ve sucked guys off before, so why wouldn’t you do it for me? Unless… you’re prejudiced.

You’re not, are you?

So be a good girl and put your mouth on my girl cock. That’s it, oh yeah… just like that! Uh-uh, don’t pull back, all the way in. Uhhh yesss……

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  • Corporate Cunt

    Corporate Cunt

    “That’s it, panties down, let them see that Corporate Cunt.” The photographers submissive tone stung her but she peeled down her panties and exposed her freshly waxed crotch. There’s had to be some other way, didn’t there? “I remember the last photo I took of you.” The photographer sneered. “Thought you were something special didn’t…

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  • And You’re MY Boss

    And You’re MY Boss

    OMG have you looked at yourself? You are like, so pathetic! Are you actually begging me right now? Kathy… I think we’re past formalities seeing as you’re on your knees already, you’re my boss! That’s why we had to put you in the chastity belt in the first place, remember? Because of your inappropriate thoughts.…

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  • Again…

    Again…

    By Mia Sumner She wasn’t going to do it again, of course. No way she would repeat that embarrassment. It was imprinted in her memory. On her knees, in an office, Logan’s cock in her mouth and that smug look on his face, his cum going down her throat. A stupid, drunken, humiliating mistake that…

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  • Part 5 – Stolen Moments

    Part 5 – Stolen Moments

    The insistent drip of water on gravel dragged Natalie from her sleep. Beside her, Glenn snorted in his sleep and rolled over, not so easily disturbed. Clean the gutters, she thought, the mundane task a sharp contrast to the desires already stirring within her. Her thoughts drifted, as they so often did these days, to…

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  • Blacked Family

    Blacked Family

    “You see Kathy,” Arla purred in between kisses of the thick, dark cock that Kathy could not tear her eyes from. “She thought James satisfied her until I introduced her to Jamal. Claudia has learned that there’s just no comparison. Now it’s your turn.” Kathy forced her gaze just slightly to the left, where her…

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  • Part 4 – Her Signature, Her Surrender

    Part 4 – Her Signature, Her Surrender

    “Good girl.” Beatriz whispered. “Stop fighting it. Let’s go over our product line and pricing…” She began speaking, describing the various office supplies they offered, her voice hypnotic. Natalie tried to pay attention, but her eyes kept drifting back to Beatriz breasts and then down to her thighs, noticing the way her skirt hugged her…

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  • Part 3 – The Seductress’s Hold

    Part 3 – The Seductress’s Hold

    Beatriz didn’t wait for further comment, putting her hands on the table, she hopped up, sitting herself right next to but facing her, long legs dangling just above the floor. Natalie’s throat constricted as she swallowed, her tongue thick in her mouth. Beatriz’s knee was mere inches away, and it was so hard not to…

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  • Part 2 – Beatriz’s Bargain

    Part 2 – Beatriz’s Bargain

    Beatriz leaned forward, her blouse tightening across her chest, accentuating the swell of her breasts. “Well, I’m here to see if you’re getting everything you need.” The innuendo seemed so blatant it couldn’t be accidental, but Natalie’s eyes were still drawn to Beatriz chest and that musky, caramel and vanilla scent had drifted across the…

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  • Part 1 – The Scent of Temptation

    Part 1 – The Scent of Temptation

    Natalie rubbed her tired eyes and gazed at the screen with a mix of desperation and hope, longing for the numbers to finally add up. Her mind raced with calculations, struggling to keep pace with the intricate spreadsheet and its ever-changing variables. Hours of intense focus had left her mentally drained, her brain feeling overwhelmed…

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  • Servant of Her Silken Thighs

    Servant of Her Silken Thighs

    “This is a much better use for your tongue, don’t you think, Kathy?” Theresa mocked, her fingers clawed into Kathy’s scalp, yanking her head back temporarily so she could look at into the eyes of the prize between her legs. “No more snide remarks about my lifestyle or abilities, just lick, lick, lick. Better hurry,…

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