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Under the Desk

by colleenslittletoy on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

If it weren't for her long, lanky legs I would probably be the new sales manager, in fact, well on my way to the top instead of here, on the bottom, as it were. As it turned out, I missed the advancement because of a simple good deed. On the way to my office I stopped to help the new employee. And because of that one altruistic act, my career took a sudden a...

Under the Desk

by DirtyJJ on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I walk over to your desk knowing just what I am going to say. “I bet you haven’t hit a lick all day.” Around the office that was our way of joking that no work was getting done at all. “Lick this,” you say… the smart-ass response I knew I would get. “What did I tell you I would do the next time you told me to ‘Lick this’? Do you remember?” Your eyes look...

Under the Desk

by Nemlep on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sara sat down at her computer, it was so hot and the air-con just stopped working, so she was only wearing a small skirt and singlet top. She almost jumped back out of her chair when she suddenly felt a pair of hands running up her legs. Andy was hiding underneath her desk and was now quietly chuckling as his hands moved up to the edge of her skirt. Sara se...

Under His Desk Ch. 04

by vampanya on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I hear a knock on the door. "Keep quiet," to me. "Come in" to the door. "Mr Martin, your next appointment is here. Shall I show her in?" "Right on time. Good good! Yes, please do. Come in Ms Keene. Please take a seat." On time? You were expecting someone? Who is she? "Thank you." I hear heels click across the floor to the chair. "Is this yours?" She sou...

Under His Desk Ch. 02

by vampanya on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

"Don't leave me for long" I say to the empty room. The last hour is a blur. I don't know what to make of it. What am I doing here? Why am I sitting under a desk in a strange place waiting for a man to come back from lunch when I should be with Him chatting over a cheese salad sandwich and an ice cold G&T! I should be teasing Him, flirting with Him and ultima...

Under Her Desk Pt. 01

by GoldenCicada on Apr 9, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I was having a really stressful day and just couldn't concentrate in the noise and chaos of the main office. Since I knew she was away at a conference for a couple of days, I decided to use her office tucked a little out of the way, and hopefully get some solid work done. Needing two monitors I took one of mine to hook up to her computer and existing screen,...

Under Maggie's Desk

by Bacomicfan on Jun 15, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I had only been working at what we jokingly call "the company" (said phrase always being accompanied by a sarcastic chuckle) for about three months at the time my story begins. I'd met Maggie several times in the course of my duties there, but only briefly and had exchanged only work-related discourse. In the last few weeks, however, we've seen more of each...

The Deal

by EmeraldSolitaire on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I am under her desk. She has tied my hands behind my back, tied my ankles together, and tied them together in a hogtie. I wouldn't dream of screaming for help but just to make sure she's stuffed some worn stockings in my mouth and covered them with duct tape. She's pressing her sexy feet against my taped mouth. They feel so good against my face. She...

In the Stairwell

by DirtyJJ on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a follow-up story to "Under the Desk." I rush into the office, hoping no one sees me slip in late. As I get settled and turn my computer on, I casually look around for you. I peek over the cubicle walls, glance toward the printer, and finally spot you at the filing cabinet. You look delicious as usual, and I enjoy watching your hands as you examine...

Under-the-Counter Encounter

by Hedge on Dec 12, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The Remember When had been open for about half an hour that summer morning, still too early for most tourists to be prowling Antique Row in search of treasures. I entered through the back door into the storeroom to find my partner Ellyce (known usually as "Ell") seated at the big roll top desk talking on the phone. As the shaft of sunlight from the open door...