My confession

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

My confession

Today a girl that I work with and I got a bit flirty with one another. She’s a cute girl with a good personality and we’ve always been that way with each other, but unfortunately she has a boyfriend. But today was a bit different. We’re good friends and hang out with each other quite often, but today we started pushing the envelope a bit. We kind of just let the wall fall and started throwing things at one another. Tons of sexual innuendo and double entendres.

Eventually, it got to the point around lunch time when I would say something along the lines of,

“I’m so hungry right now,”

in which she would respond with a growl and a smirk,

“I’ll give you something you can eat.”

The whole time I would let these little half smiles and eyebrow raises fly and it went back and forth like that for a while. There was some touching and shirt grabbing and me taking my book I brought to work and spanking her across the ass with it when she wasn’t looking. In the end it led to sex discussions.

She started it off by just out-of-the-blue confessing,

“I like to have my hair pulled.”

That definitely surprised me. I knew she liked sex, but I didn’t really know many details about her.

“Really? That’s very good to know,” I replied.

“Yeah. And I really want to tell you something else but I just know that you’re gonna look at me weird when I tell you…” she said with a bit of uncertainty in her eyes.

“Just tell me. There’s probably not many things you could say that would shock me” I said.

“Well…”

“…it’s just that…”

“…I like to be choked.”

I felt every last drop of blood in my body go swelling and swimming down to my cock as if the dam broke, but all I could do was smile.

“What?” she asked, “Why are you smiling?”

I decided to just not hold back anymore and would let her know.

“Well there’s something you should know…” as I leaned in to her ear and whispered “Sometimes, when I’m fucking a girl from behind, I take a big hand full of her hair, twist it around my knuckles and pull her head back until I can whisper right into her ear, asking her if she likes it like that and asking her if she’d like some more.”

She raised her head slowly away from me and met my eyes. Hers were wide, and I didn’t know if at the time they were wide with excitement or disbelief. I didn’t let it stop me. I brushed my thumb along her throat and then gripped my fingers around her neck every so slightly, hardly even a squeeze, and said,

“And when she’s down on her back, and the moment feels right between us, I grip on to her throat like this, give it a little squeeze and lean into it more to give her a nice hard pounding.”

With something barely louder than a whisper she said, “You’re gonna have to stop doing that…because…because I can already feel myself getting wet.” But I couldn’t let the fun end there.

So, even more casually than before I replied, “Or, I can spread you out here on this table right now and not stop until your legs start shaking.” She gave me the dirtiest little grin I’d ever seen on her and that just made me smile even more.

Afterwards we kept talking a little more, divulging dirty little secrets as the day went on and kind of slowly cooling off. She’s got a boyfriend and I always respect that. Sometimes, you just have to let off some steam and I was saying all of that in good fun. Well…mostly ;)