I see my colleague a little differently after returning to work.
After a long-drawn out work-from-home period, I was finally at the office again. It felt nice to walk up the same old poorly lit staircase to the first floor; to walk past the same old tiny stationery cupboad; and to sit in the same desk in the corner of the large hall - the bull pen. The management was being cautious, so only a few people were allowed to work from the office for now. I was the last of six to reach the office. Jack and Abhishek were sitting in the Account section, buried in spreadsheets. They barely nodded as I waved to them. Nikunj, Dev, and Saloni - salespeople like me - were arranging their desks for the day.
"Hey everyone!", I chimed. It was genuinely nice to see them. Nikunj with his premature potbelly and scruffy beard. Dev in his characteristically casual hoodie and flip-flops. And Saloni in a thin black dress and jeans. As always, she had made an effort to look nice - but not too fancy. Her wavy auburn hair - she coloured it regularly - was drawn to one shoulder, leaving the other side of her dark, smooth neck bare. Her lips were a dark purple and went nicely with her hair. My eyes dropped for a moment to her chest - and to my surprise her dress was slightly translucent. I could make out the outline of her brassiere underneath. I tore my eyes away before I made things too obvious.
I took my usual seat behind Saloni and proceeded to take my things out. I was distracted, though - I was too aware of her sitting right in front of me. This was new - I was never attracted to her. Sure, she's objectively beautiful and fit but I only saw her as a colleague. But today, seeing her after all these days, in such close proximity...
I went about my work best I could. But everytime she turned around to ask me something, I'd be caught by the dark of her lips, or the swell of her bosom. Whenever she leaned over her desk to put her head down for a bit, I was absolutely aware of the curve of her smooth back and the nape of her neck. And whenever she got up to go to the toilet or get a coffee, my eyes were fixed on her generously curvy bottom. I was hard through it all.
Lunch was even worse - sitting opposite her amongst everyone else, my eyes couldn't help but notice her chest. Yes, her dress was indeed ever-so-slightly see-through. And it was tantalising.
After lunch, I determined that I would focus on my work. And for about an hour, I did get some things done. Sent out a few emails. Made a few cold calls. But then Saloni started stretching in front of me. And my erection was back. Frustrated, I got up and forced myself to go to the stationery cupboard. Standing there, I took a few deep breaths to make sure all the blood was up in my head where I needed it. I couldn't be seen having erections in the office, after all. I adjusted my underwear a bit so I was more comfortable when I heard the door swing open. I jumped and turned around.
"Oh, hi", I said nervously.
"Hi", Saloni said with a smirk and narrowed eyes.
"I was just getting these", I said, grabbing a random roll of Sellotape, "see you."
I heard her giggle as I walked past her. I wanted to scream. This was unbearably embarrassing. Did she think I was jerking off? I was doing the opposite! Fucking hell. And to make matters worse, all this embarrassment did nothing to calm my erection.
Wanting to avoid unnecessary social interaction, I decided to stay a bit later than the others. Sure enough, as 5pm rolled around, the accountants bid us goodbye. Within the next twenty minutes, Nikunj and Dev went on their way too. But I had to wait until Saloni had left. Or was I making too big a deal of this? Maybe it didn't really matter. After all, she did giggle. Maybe she didn't think it was creepy - maybe she just thought I was being a little awkward. Maybe it was even charming. Yes, of course, it's just charming, awkward, harmless me.
"I guess I'll be leaving too", I said, getting up.
"Yeah, I think I'll leave with you. I don't want want to be the last one here", she said with a smile. Good - she's forgotten all about the stationery cupboard. I breathed a sigh of relief, even though I was still semi-hard - after all, she was right there.
Walking away from our desks, we spoke about the lockdown and how great it was to finally be in the office after so long.
"And of course, you seem to be particularly happy to be back", she said with a meaningful look.
"I guess", I said with a smile, before asking, "what do you mean?"
She stopped walking. We were standing on the staircase now. It was relatively dark. She was on a step higher than mine.
"Did you really think I hadn't noticed", she said with a grin, "you've been eyeing me all day now."
I began stuttering about something.
"Sh, it's okay, you can admit it", she smiled.
I looked into her eyes and then away.
"Admit it - you've been ogling at me all day, haven't you?"
I nodded, "Yes."
"Well, go on then. Have a proper look. I'm standing right in front of you."
I looked into her eyes again.
"So", she went on, confidently, "what were you looking it? Tell me what you see. Tell me what you like. Say it."
"Your... neck", I blurted, not having the confidence to say "tits" to her face.
"My neck?", she asked, a bit confused, "well, okay (she moved her hair to one side, revealing her neck) go on. Smell it. I want you to smell my neck."
I leaned in until I was almost kissing her and inhaled her wondrous, floral scent deeply. My cock strained against my jeans. Without thinking, I gave her neck a lick. She pushed me against the wall. Standing a step higher than me, she looked taller. More powerful.
"I didn't ask you to lick it", she said with a gentle smile, "Just do as I say. Now, I'm sure it wasn't just my neck you were looking it."
"No"
"What else, then?"
"I was looking at your t-tits."
"There we go. Now, slowly, put your hands on them and squeeze them."
Not believing my luck, I put my hands on her bosom which was directly in my face. I rubbed my hands over her tits - I felt the bra (almost certainly a C cup) and, just above it, the skin beneath her dress. Gently, I massaged her tits and squeezed them. After a minute of this, she placed her hands on mine and pulled them off her chest. She slowly unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of her dress so we could see quite a bit of her cleavage. Then she took a breathmint out of her purse and placed it between her breasts - right in the cleavage. I looked up at her and she smiled at me naughtily.
Placing my hands on her hips and leaned in to pick up the mint with my mouth. I accidentally pushed it under her bra. I continued digging around with my mouth - slobbering over her cleavage - for a minute before I got the mint. She caressed my face as I chewed the mint.
"Take your cock out", she said huskily.
Excited, I whipped it out. The tip was coated in pre-cum.
She spat on her hand and started jerking me off. I nearly came as soon as she grabbed my cock.
"You love these tits, don't you?"
"I do - I love these beautiful tits!"
"You want to suck my tits?", she said, grabbing her own boob with her free hand.
"Oh yes, please."
"And what do I get in return?"
"Whatever - whatever you want", I said, desperately, staring at her cleavage.
"Really?"
"Of course - I'll do anything you tell me to!"
"Anything I tell you to? So you'll be like my little bitch?", she said, spitting out the last word with a naughty, sexy grin.
"Yes, totally"
"Go on then", she smiled.
I unbuttoned her dress with trembling hands and undid the front clasp of her bra - and buried my face in her soft, warm tits. With her free hand, she grabbed the back of my head and held me close against her chest. After a while of just going crazy on her tits, my mouth found her taut nipple and started sucking on it, hard.
"That's it!", she gasped, "Suck on Mommy's big, brown tits!"
I moaned on her tit as she jerked me harder and harder. Within minutes, I started spasming and came all over Saloni's hand. She held my face in her tits as I came and shuddered. And for a while, she just held me there, her tits against my cheek, and my wet cock withering.