CrazyAngel

As usual, I was late for the meeting, or in this case, the likely to be long and boring yearly mandatory state-of-the-union address by our department?s VP. Held in a large function room, it was not just standing room only, I could see nowhere to stand. As I scanned the room for a space to wedge myself into, I saw my colleague, Tina, wave to me from the kitchen area at the back of the room. I joined her in a crowded galley kitchen, where there was just enough room for two, amidst storage boxes and discarded office equipment. We had a good vantage point, standing behind a waist-high serving counter that opened on to the bigger room. The space was further enclosed by boxes on the counter, stacked up to chest Ataşehir Escort height. Tina and I have worked together for a few years but not closely until just recently. I?ve always found her physically and intellectually attractive and appreciate her bawdy sense of humour. We frequently tease each other and flirt in an increasingly comfortable way. I like the way she dresses. She has great fashion sense, and today she was in a sleeveless, scoop-neck, floral-print sundress, and wore a pair of her trademark heels, open-toed ankle strap sandals with spike heels, that showed off her crimson toenails. She looked great, very womanly. And she smelled great too. As I came Ataşehir Escort Bayan up beside her, I playfully hip-checked her, saying, ?Move over, I need some room.? Tina laughed and checked me back. And she stayed close, with her hip against mine. As the presentation progressed, the initially slight pressure between our hips increased. I wasn?t really paying attention to the talk, instead glancing out of the corner of my eye at Tina. I noticed that she had undone a button at the top of her dress, allowing me a great view of her cleavage and the lace of her crimson bra. This was getting very interesting. I wondered what else she wore that was colour-coordinated, Escort Ataşehir in crimson. I was getting very aroused, which was likely visible in my linen pants, under which I wore no underwear, as I had neglected to bring a clean pair to put on after my lunchtime workout shower. I looked fully toward Tina and she at me; there was a look of heat in that shared gaze. Tina?s eyes were smouldering, which increased my arousal. The tip of her tongue was showing between her teeth. I needed to touch her and reached behind and cupped her left buttock. Her butt muscles tightened in my hand as I massaged both of her cheeks. I said, ?I don?t think anyone can see us back here.? ?Good,? whispered Tina. ?Because I?m going to do this.? She unzipped my fly and pulled my penis free. ?Mmm,? she purred. ?Now, we?re doing to have some real fun.?* I pulled the skirt of Tina?s dress up and revealed the globes of her ass, crowned by the V of her crimson thong. I didn?t think I could get more aroused than I felt at that moment.