My beautiful co-worker.

I couldn’t help but stare down my co-worker’s blouse. Normally, I wouldn’t have dared, but here I was, Amelia was leaning right across me to get the salt shaker, and of course her breasts were very nice, it didn’t change the fact I felt guilty for looking at her like that.

I snapped out of it when Amelia sat back down and looked at me, sharply. I just coughed like if that could change the fact I was staring at her boobs seconds ago, so I just bit my lower lip, and poked what was left from my lettuce salad, some cherry tomatoes as well.

Amelia was new on the job, rumors said she used to be a model, a beautiful one, but out of the blue she decided she didn’t want that lifestyle anymore, main reason why she was now sitting in front of me. “Why on earth would you give up something as great as modeling if you are so beautiful?” I asked myself, sighing.

I still remember the first time I saw her, I almost choked on my own saliva, even her way of walking was divine, her hips moving in soft, delicate circles, Amelia had a tremendous body, an average height, her skin was really white in comparison to mine, her dark brown long hair that slightly covered her breasts matched perfectly with her heart shaped red lips.

She was that kind of woman everyone wanted to hate but they couldn’t because she was so sweet, nice and caring. Again and lost in my thoughts I completely forgot we were still in the dining table, I risked another glance at Amelia who was concentrated in chewing a mozzarella stick, smiling at something Mariette was saying.

“You wouldn’t believe what I heard…” She started and I just rolled my eyes, all the others girls were so interested.

“I heard thay had sex here… in the office!!” Mariette clapped a little bit like if it was worth a nobel prize.

“Gezz… Are you serious?? Really?? That weirdo and our hot as fuck boss?? Stop lying tho.”I frowned as other girl asked.

Mariette nodded energetically.

“It’s true. David from human resources saw them going to the room 231 when he was stopping by to drop off some paperwork. And we ALL know what that room is about.” Mariette used a flirty tone, grabbing a mozzarella stick sucking its tip softly. I grinned and they all giggled.

When I saw the hour, lunch was over and I thanked god. I took all my things ready to head back to my office when Amelia’s voice echoed. “Can you move aside, please?” She was smiling widely and I felt my heart flutter. “Yes…” I managed to say, I couldn’t help myself but observing the way her ass swayed underneath her skirt. I had never been into girls, but right now I was wondering how she looks naked… While walking I was hypnotized by the swing of her ass and hips, maybe Amelia knew because she paused when she was about to enter to her office, giving me a tender smile. I froze for a couple of seconds, smiling back awkwardly, I knew my face was burning red so after getting worse, I just disappeared into my office wishing I could disappear from life as well. Thanking god it was Friday and next week was a free one.

A week went by, a week where I couldn’t take Amelia out of my mind, her hips swinging from side to side, her firm ass how nice would it be to bite one of her buttocks? I was definitely going crazy, and I could say so because I’ve never had wet dreams or anything to do with it, at least not since I was 16 years old… But that Sunday night, I had dreamed I was eating her out, she was sitting of my face, my hands on her ass, stroking it hard while tongue-fucking her.

After that, going back to work was a huge achievement, pretending not to look at her ass, at her boobs, her tiny waist and her milky legs, my favorite time of the day was lunch, 45 minutes spent watching Amelia’s lips slide over her mozzarella sticks, biting its tips, moisten her lips with his tongue. How would they fell sliding over my nipples? I was so into daydreaming, my clumsy head-ass elbowed my glass of water, dumping it all over Amelia’s skirt. I was so embarrassed, and clumsily, pulled out my scarf, trying my best to wipe it up but it wasn’t working.

 Amelia smiled, tenderly, taking my scarf to clean herself up. I was still trembling those transitory moments when I could felt the firmness under her skirt, made my thighs shudder.

Suddenly Amelia stood up, she seemed like she was about to cry. “Excuse me.” A trembling voice abandoned her throat, leaving me alone in the dining table.

“I fucked it up.” I thought as I stood up, following her. When I got into the women’s rest room I ran into Jess. She was dabbing at her eyes with my scarf.

“Amelia, what is it? Is everything okay? I didn’t mean to ruin your skirt, I’ll buy you a new one I just…”

She just looked at me, before bursting into another round of tears. I was so unsure of what to do, so I did what I thought was the best, placing an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to the sink.

“Are you okay? Oh my god, Amelia I…”

Jess nodded, and stared up at me. Her mascara was running, and with her lower lip trembling, she looked all the sexier. I didn’t know what the fuck I was thinking but those lips, oh my god I wanted them so bad.

“It’s just that….I know that….I stopped modeling because of the pressure and the stress it put on me…but …”she hiccupped,” I have gained four pounds!” I couldn’t find a co-relation between her tears and her weight stuff. “You see… this… skirt is feels so uncomfortable now I’ve gained four pounds..! I can’t take it off by myself.”

“What is the matter with that? I mean, you gaining a few pounds.” I asked, narrowing my eyebrows.

Amelia sniffled and wiped at her nose.

“Do you know what they would have done to me if I had gained four pounds in my career? I’d be …ruined. I’d be nothing… Maybe I’m nothing already…” My heart broke, she looked so sad and concerned, I hugged her closer till I feelt her breast press into my own, I shivered. Amelia buried her face in my hair and tried to calm herself.

“Amelia…“ I said, pulling back and looking her in the eye.” You look marvelous, woman… Those pounds you say are ruining you, just make you prettier, you’ll always be pretty no matter what, and so fucking sex… I mean, arhg.”I coughed, maybe I was blushing now.

Amelia stared at me with wide eyes, smiling. She threw her arms around my neck and I could feel her sweet scent, now she was squeezing me tight.

“You are so sweet to me.” She said smiling widely. “Do you really think I look sexy?” She asked, looking right into my eyes.

I nodded, sliding my hand from Amelia’s shoulders to waist. Being that closer wasn’t good, at least not for my mental health.

“Yes. Of course I do.” I managed to say, looking at her lips.

Amelia leaned forward and pressed her lips to my cheek for a moment that lasted longer than it should have, her hot breath crashing into my skin. I stared at her profile, feeling her trembling lips against my soft skin, she had just stopped crying. Suddenly Amelia was pulling back and staring up at her. I could feel her breath on my face, and then she was leaning forward once more, and her lips connected with my own. 

I had never kissed a woman before, and wasn’t quite sure what to do. Then she was moving her lips against mine, they were so soft, sweet. I felt her tongue seeking its way into my mouth, and when it slipped in, I moaned deep in her throat, oh god, this is heaven.

Amelia pressed her body against mine, and so we moved till I backed against the bathroom stall, I couldn’t even think about what would happen if someone were to walk in nor did she.

 ‘Oh my…god… ” I moaned, sifting my hands through her long dark brown hair. I trailed her lips down her neck, sucking it softly, and Amelia sighed in pleasure.

“This is so good.” Amelia said, her fingers undoing the buttons on my jacket. This was better than my wet dream, like a lot. I let my hands slide down over Amelia’s ass until I was lifting her skirt up and touching the satin skin underneath, I was in the need of squishing it as hard as possible.

We decided to move and locked ourselves in the handicapped bathroom which was more likely to be bigger than a normal one. In the next few seconds, clothes were stretched and pulled away, revealing our naked bodies to each other.

I took Amelia’s hand and pressed her back against the door. I took her full breasts in my hands and kneaded them, while kissing her fully. Her boobs were so soft, malleable I almost came just by massaging them. 

I let my hands and fingers slip and slid there way over her body, teasing her perfectly shaved pussy until she was dripping wet, and now I was so thirsty. Taking her nipple into my mouth I looked at her, she cried out and her fingers pulled my hair back. I kept her mouth clamped down, suckling and nibbling, tasting her erotic taste as she had dreamed so many times before.

I trailed her mouth down her stomach, leaving wet spots to cool on her hot body not missing the chance of leaving purple bite marks, I dipped my tongue into her bellybutton as I glanced up to see Amelia with ecstasy written all over her perfect face, dazzling eyes.

I continued my journey, running my tongue between her milky thighs, Amelia moaned loudly and jerked. 

“Steady, babe. Let me lick you.” I mumbled against her inner thigh, biting it softly.

I couldn’t believe what I was saying, or that I was about to make love to a woman, fuck that overthinking shit. I parted her thighs, staring at her shaved pussy, its lips wet and quivering, pinky and tempting. Amelia squirmed and complained until I leaned forward and touched her clit with my tongue. Then I began to alternate licks, sliding my tongue up and down her pussy, savoring the juices that ran. She tasted like a ripe peach, tangy and sweet at the same time, even a little bit salty.

Amelia was moaning now, and running her hands over her own breasts, such a beauty, she panted like a bitch in heat and I loved it, shaking a little bit now and then. She was about to come or so I thought so I ran my fingers inside her, feeling how her pussy was tightening around them, I moaned it felt delicious I keep sliding them in and out, how I used to do to myself, meanwhile my mouth was suckling her nipples.

My pussy was burning, wetting the inside of my thigh, it almost hurt when Amelia began to cry out, her body was getting tense, and so the tightening around my fingers. I buried my face in between her legs, and she began to shake, her breath panting wildly. I tasted her juices, and in one last instant, I shoved my tongue insider her, along with her two fingers. Amelia cried out my name over and over again, cumming intensely while I was busy licking all of her juices.

I slid to the floor, my hands still gripping Amelia’s thighs.. She smiled sexily, and bent to kiss me hard on the lips. I was out of breath.

“You are wonderful. That was the most erotic thing I have ever done.” She mumbled, biting my lower lip causing me to moan.

I smiled, and reached out to tweak her nipples. I wanted her again. In fact, I thought that I would never get enough of this succulent beauty.

“It’s your turn now, my sweet. You have pleasured me, now let me pleasure you.” Amelia’s flirty tone almost made me faint.

My eyes were wide as Amelia leaned down and positioned herself between her thighs, her feet placed against the wall of the stall. The floor was cold, but I was so hot I didn’t care. Amelia kissed her again, her long hair brushing my breasts, making her nipples stand out, it was delicious. Amelia ran her tongue from our wet kiss to my nipples sucking them again and again. I moaned in pleasure.

From my breasts she moved down to my stomach. Amelia was so erotic and I had never ventured into anything as wild as this. I was there, in the middle of a handicapped bathroom, on the floor, about to fuck my co-worker again, while the others were out, having lunch.

I cried out when Amelia snatched her thighs up and began to tongue-fuck me. I thought somewhere in the back of my mind that Amelia had certainly done this before because damn she was good. I couldn’t get over the sensations that were running through my trembling body, the hotness that was burning between my thighs. Amelia licked her over and over, sucking my clit biting down on it, doing the same with my labia, the last thing I know, I was fucking Amelia’s tongue, rocking my hips against her face. I jerked off the floor, my head catched the wall as I moaned loudly. 

Amelia played with my pussy lips, stretching them and licking them with her tongue. She then took two fingers and shoved them into my wet pussy, finger fucking me so hard but it didn’t hurt at all. I moaned again, whispering how much I loved it, how much I wanted to be fucked by her.

“Oh god! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna!! Oh pretty please…!” I begged.

She raised her head up only for an instant.

“Cum in my mouth, bae. Let me taste your delicious fluids again.”

She then returned to nibble on my clit, working her fingers in and out of my trembling pussy. I  felt my body tighten up, and my toes began to tingle.

Then, before I even expected it, Amelia shoved another finger in my pussy, and it sent her over the edge, like she has just hit the jackpot. I moaned, gasped and even purred deep in the back of my throat, my thighs jerking and raising up off the ground. Amelia had a hard time, as she tried to hold me down as she licked up my juices and swallowed them all. 

When at last she had settled down, Amelia pulled me in another embrace, we shared a last, slow kiss. I ran her hands over her body one last time. She knew that there absence had probably been noticed, and that they had to get back. 

“It was wonderful, Amelia… I hope that we can…become… hm, great… friends out of work..” I clumsily spoke, getting really blushed.

“Of course. You must call me so that we can eat together.” They way Amelia said that word, sent shivers down my spine. She was already getting dressed and helping me to get dress as well. We even fixed out make up. When we were about to leave, she leaned and shared a slow-motion kiss that made me cringe.

Then, she placed a little pink piece of paper on my hand. “Don’t forget, call me.” She stated, winking.

After she departed first, I waited a couple minutes before leaving the still steamy restroom, and going back to my normal, – at least –  for a little while, life.