Daddy Next Door

by Tina Lee

  “Thankfully not all of them,” I breathe out a small laugh, “we just have to work our way from letters J-P tonight, that’s where I left off after last night.”

  She turns and looks directly at me, her dark eyes wide and sad looking. “You had to stay here last night and do all of this work, and now you’re here tonight again doing it?” her voice now soft.

  I have to smile, I even hold back a little giggle – I don’t want her thinking I’m laughing at her, but it’s just terribly cute to see her getting so affected by my after-hours chores. “Yeah, I was here last night alone, I don’t mind that Mr Reeves asked me to stay tonight because now I have some nice company.”

  “I’m glad I’m here tonight with you too Laura, of all the people in this office, you are by far the nicest,” she says, walking over and standing in front of me. “Plus this gives us a good chance to finally get to know each other” she laughs and touches me on the arm, as if she has other things beside work on her mind. Her touch is gentle, but her grip is firm enough to send sparks of excitement running through me.

  Desperate to calm myself down I think of an excuse to step out of the room for a moment. “Aright, we have a good few hours work ahead of us, shall I go and make us some coffee?”

  “No no, you stay here. Of all the things we do in this firm, making coffee is something I am confident in doing.” She is already walking out of the office when she turns back, “Milk, no sugar right?”

  “Yeah, please” I reply, a little taken aback that she knew this. She winks as she continues walking off, letting me know she registered the slight expression of shock on my face. Am I going mad, that must be flirting; that wink, that lingering look, the way she touched my arm just then? Stop Laura, just breathe, this will be over in a few hours. My mind starts to wander yet again when Julie strides back into the office, two mugs of hot coffee in her hands. She nudges the door with her hip as she enters, jolting it in order to close it. The door swings behind her just as I cry out to try to stop it. “No, Julie the…”

  Click

  The door closes, it’s too late. It’s one of those doors that once closed requires a key pass in order to open the automatic lock. Mr. Reeves was into his technology and so loved this kind of device. Unfortunately however, he wasn’t smart enough to think of leaving us with a key.

  “Oh my god, what?” asks Julie, shocked by my outburst.

  I explain the door situation to her and she blushes. “God, I am so stupid. Why does Mr Reeves even keep me on here? That will be why the door was jammed open.” She continues muttering on, cursing herself and her mistake.

  “It’s okay Julie, don’t panic, security always stay in the building until late so we can work away and then I’ll call them when we’re finished and we can go home.” I try to reassure her. “Plus now we really can talk about all we want, this office is pretty secure and sound proof so even if anyone was still in the office, they wouldn’t hear our girl talk.” I venture this as a joke, a carry on from when Julie mentioned talking about other things but she looks up at me from under her dark hair and blushes slightly. Why is she blushing? What have I said?

  “So, no one will her us, even if we scream?” she asks, although there doesn’t seem to be any fear in her voice.

  “No, but Julie we won’t need to scream for help, I’ll just call downstairs when we need to leave.” I say, but as I’m saying this she is walking over to me slowly, her already pink cheeks flushing even further. She carries on until she’s right up in front of me. Until all she has to do was whisper in order to be heard.

  “I didn’t mean scream for help…” the words hushed from her mouth where the edges were curling up into a small cheeky smile. She then giggles and turns her back to me and starts opening the filing cabinet’s drawers.

  “So, eh, what do you normally get up to outside of work then, Julie?” I ask. I have no idea how to proceed after what she just said, so as usual I just try to stay casual and see where her cheeky smile might lead us.

  "Well there are a few bars around town I really like going to, they sometimes even have live music playing. You should check them out." she turns and smiles at me as she says this, making me feel again like she was flirting a little. "Maybe you've heard of them, the two I go to most are called 'The Wild Rose' and 'She'." Julie adds. Of course I knew these places; they were two of the best lesbian bars in town! But wait, that means Julie must also like girls. Maybe she has been flirting with me this whole time.

  "Sorry if this is incredibly personal, Julie, but do you date girls?" I ask tentatively.

  "Yeah, I thought everyone knew!" she laughs like it was nothing at all. This was a surprise for me to be honest. Julie was so feminine you could be forgiven for thinking she was a regular 'Plain Jane'. She was slightly above average height but carried herself like a model, on those endlessly long, slim legs. Her body was toned but she still boasted that classic hour glass figure, her round hips tapered into a tiny little waist before flaring out again below her bust, always coyly hidden behind cute little shirts and vests. She had long dark wavy hair, like she had just come from the beach and the salt hair had played with her locks and her face was a perfect mix of innocence and raw sex. The full lips and big eyes, I'd see her use them on Mr. Reeves when she was falling behind on work, yet, during this evening together I'd also seen her lower her eyelids, tilt back her head so her chin was lifted and her neckline was slightly exposed and part her lips a little. That was the look that made me weak, that made me picture her laying in my bed looking at me like that, that made me want to mess up her stylish little office outfit and carefully set hair.

  I take a moment to gather all my bravery and move closer to her seat beneath the filing cabinets. I reach out and slowly run my first two fingers along a wave of hair resting on her cheekbone, looking her in the eyes. "You know, I haven't really been able to take my eyes off you since you started here," I venture.

  "That's a relief;" she almost sighs out the words "I haven't been able to keep you out of my mind." She leans right in close to me, so close that I can feel her hot breaths on my lips. As she whispers those final words, her dark eyes looked up from my lips, to my eyes. In that moment, I know she wants me as much as I want her. She did mean to have me screaming in pleasure up here, she did mean to give me those lustful looks, she wants it. I lean in to her and hesitate only slightly just before my lips touch hers. She seems to sink into my kiss like she has been waiting for it for so long. A small exhale escapes her as she reaches out and takes a handful of my hair - pulling me closer into her, opening my mouth wider with her luscious lips and teasing my tongue with hers. God imagine what that little tongue would feel like lower...

  "I've wanted you so badly, Julie," I admit, lust fully taking over me as I begin unbuttoning her shirt.

  "Me too," she replies, breathing faster "Now whatever you do, don't call the guards. I want a night with you like the ones in my fantasies." At this she rushed out the last few buttons for me and pulled her shirt off. Her shoulders were forced back as she did so, pushing her tits in my direction, I reach out and grab one, squeezing it firmly and burying my face into her cleavage, kissing her soft skin.

  "Take it off," I order and she obeys, reaching one hand back to unclip her bra and using the other hand to guide my mouth to her now hard nipples. I find one and tease it with my tongue, slowly licking and then gently nibbling and sucking on them. She moans out when I bite and I feel myself getting wet, the sound of that sweet moaning is hard to resist. I begin moving my kisses up to her neck as my fingers trace up her thigh. As I get higher up, I feel the lacy top of a suspender under her skirt. I have to stop to get a better look. "You naughty girl," I exclaim "wearing such sexy lingerie to work. Let me get a better look at you." I stand her up and unzip her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Julie is now stood in nothing but her black office heels, her nude, sheer stockings and what appears to be a black lacy thong. Seeing her in this state of undress is clearly having an effect on me as sh
e steps forward boldly and smiles cheekily.

  "Now Laura," she says playfully, as she pulls my vest over my head leaving me in my bra and slacks, "you have far too many clothes on, this is hardly fair." Her forwardness makes me even wetter and as her hands lightly trace down over my stomach to the clasp on my slacks I lean in again to kiss her. I want to have her so badly, I want her to take me, I need her skin, any part of it, on mine, urgently. She strips me right down to my underwear and giggles when she sees me in my dark blue silk bra and matching silk brazilian panties. I feel the cool air against my skin as I’m stood there and my nipples harden through my silky bra, showing through. Julie sees this and moves her hands over my tits, tweaking gently at my nipples, making me sigh out.

  I place one hand on her chest and forcefully guide her back to Mr. Reeves’ desk, where I tip her down on her back. Running my hands down her stomach and over her panties I am able to feel just how wet she has become through all this teasing. I spend a few seconds rubbing her over her thong, making her ever wetter. However, this must have seemed like hours for her as in no time Julie cries out and begs me to take them off and touch her. I obey, how could I not? Sliding her underwear and stockings off, I am finally greeted with her completely naked. This is everything I’ve wanted for so long. I run my fingertips gently over the lips of her pussy and, soaking one finger in her juices, I slide up to begin slowly rubbing small circles against her clit. This immediately makes her moan out, loudly. She had been craving this. Her moaning is so beautiful I know what I have to do – I need to make her come. Moving away from her clit, I take two fingers and slide them inside her dripping pussy. It’s warm and tight and the sensation of my fingers pressing up and grinding against her G spot makes her buck her hips and rock in time with my motions. Her moaning grows louder and turns to long groans as she really enjoys what I am doing.

  “Oh Laura, this is so amazing,” she whispers, her breath catching in her throat. “Please, let me taste you,” she begs, reaching out and attempting to slide down my panties as I continue my rhythm inside her. I stop momentarily and finish taking them off for her. “And the bra,” she adds, “let me finally see you naked Laura, I’ve spent hours imagining this.” I unhook my bra and let myself bounce free my nipples are still hard from how horny I am. “Climb over my face, Laura, lower that pussy down on to me” Julie commands, and I dare not disobey.

  Climbing up onto the desk, she guides my thighs over her face and pulls my hips down on her. I feel her breath up against my pussy, then her lips against mine, slowly and teasing, and finally her tongue, hot and wet sliding my lips open and finding my clit. Taking long firm licks of my pussy and pulsing pleasure through me over and over again. I cry out in ecstasy and close my eyes. Not forgetting my own personal mission of making Julie come, I lean forward and decide it’s time to do my best. Sitting down into a 69 position I begin to explore her with my mouth. Starting again in small circles with my warm tongue lightly applying pressure against her clit, she moans out in shock at this pleasure continuing. It’s almost too difficult for me to concentrate on pleasing Julie while she works magic with her mouth against my clit, but I am focused enough to give her my all. I reach around her thigh and I’m able to slide my fingers back inside her pussy as I continue licking and sucking on her clit. She is incredibly wet and the combined feeling of my fingers pressing against her G spot and my tongue rubbing on her clit is enough to make her scream. I feel her moans and breaths vibrating against my own pussy as I keep going. Her hips start rocking again and her pussy begins to tighten against my fingers, growing ever and ever wetter. I know she must be near coming as her breathing has also quickened so I speed up a little. Pounding and rubbing her G spot inside her throbbing wet pussy and sucking on her swollen clit I feel her begin to tense up and I know this is it. Her cries reach a crescendo and she starts moaning my name

  “Oh yes, Laura, I’m coming, please don’t stop.” She holds my head in place and her hips and legs start to quiver. “Oh yes, yes, yes!” she screams as she comes, soaking my fingers down to the knuckles with her pussy pulsing and throbbing more and more wetness as she comes. Eventually she finishes her intense orgasm and shifts her hips, indicating it is time for me to climb off her.

  Her face is flushed pink and her body is glistening in sweat as she lays naked on the desk and she looks once more, ever so innocent, like I just did an incredibly naughty thing. I look around the office at the files strewn around, the desk and chairs all messed up and I consider for a moment that we have, in fact, both been very naughty girls.

  Sarah

  “Did you hear something?” I said.

  Josh ignored my question and continued to plant kisses on my neck. We were in a tent, a very small one, out into the woods. Josh thought we needed a little adventure to spice up our love life. And truth be told, we did.

  His tongue swiveled in my ear, exciting my senses and jerking my whole body. It would be our last night in the woods, it would be best to stop worrying about scary imaginary creatures outside watching us while we made love.

  Josh wasn’t the most compassionate, but I had a thing for blonds. And his blue eyes were like the ocean, if you stare long enough, you’d get lost in the tropics. I relaxed and let him take over, his lips brushing ever so lightly over my erect nipple, then with a swipe, his warm tongue licked it, then flicked, and then finally, sucked on it. I placed a hand on his head, silently urging gentleness. He understood and toyed with me, easing me back into the moment before sucking again.

  I slid my soaking panties off and spread my legs, he grinned, knowing exactly what to do. He slid his hand between my thighs. I felt his fingers run down both sides of my pussy, back up and over my clit. “You’re so wet.” He said, then licked his finger. He slid his finger in my wetness, then put his finger in my mouth for me to taste. I sucked on it like it was his dick throbbing in my mouth.

  “That’s a good girl.” He said.

  He kissed both side of my inner thigh, the kisses getting longer the further he went. He paused, knowing I would be moaning with anticipation, before diving his face in my cunt. “Oh my God.” I gasped. He sucked on my clit and clamped his hands on my thighs, making sure I couldn’t run away from the pleasure. The motion of his tongue on my clit was driving me wild, my legs could not contain themselves as they thrashed violently to the crashing pleasure. Josh held my thighs firm as he ate my pussy and as I squirt on his face repeatedly.

  He slapped my thighs. “Turn over, babe.”

  I obeyed. I spun over and arched my back, giving him a full view of my sex. X marks the spot. He spat on his hand wiped it all over his dick. Sweat bead down his face, or perhaps it was my juice from all that squirting. Josh slid his seven inch pole into my warmth. I screamed as he entered. He went in deep, and I could feel my body becoming weak, my sex was lusting after his cock, and finally it had it.

  I tell him to pause, to just let his dick rest deep inside me, while my hip writhed on it. He was never a patient man, and began thrusting hard and heavy into me. His strokes got faster and faster, hammering into my core. Making me gasp for air, only to scream a loud moan and have me breathless again. He slapped my ass. “Yes! Slap me harder!” I felt his heavy hand slapped my ass cheek. “Yes!” I was sure that he would leave my ass red for days.

  As he slammed into me, I pushed my ass back at him, feeling every inch of his cock deep inside me. “Cum for me, baby.” He said breathlessly as he fucked me hard. The long plunging strokes had me begging for more. I can't take it anymore, my whole body contracted and exploded in a rushing orgasm.

  Josh continued to pound my trembling body. I felt him tensing up, his cock twitching in my pussy. His growl alerted me to how close he was. His hands gripped my hips and his cum blasting in my insides.

  A few last thrusts and he collapsed on top of me. Our bodies slick with sweat as we regain our senses.

  Sarah

  I heard more movements, I knew I was definitely not imagining things. I nudged Josh in
his side, to which he groaned and turned over. “What?” He said.

  “There is something outside!”

  “Don’t be ridiculous. Go to sleep. It’s probably a stupid rabbit.”

  I squeezed my eyes shut, maybe if I squeezed tight enough, whatever that was outside would go away. Josh was not concerned at all, so maybe I was overreacting. Sometimes I wonder if anything ever bothered Josh at all. He was always so easy going. With his good looks and his parents wealth, I doubt he ever had to lift a finger in his life.

  The lights outside the tent were dimming, the fire we built was slowly fading away. Josh pulled me closer to him, and every part of my body got excited. I loved cuddling, and us in this tent was the most thrill I had ever gotten.

  Shit. I heard a next crack. That was definitely not a rabbit. I nudged Josh again. “Jesus Christ. Are you going to let me sleep?” He groaned.

  “There is something out there! Go look!”

  He rubbed his eyes. “Fine. Fine. I’ll do it so you will shut up about it.” He unzipped the tent and stepped outside. I could not see him, but I could see his shadow on the tent. The dancing flames wobbled his shadow as he looked around the tent. “See?” He said from outside. “There is nothing here.”

  Suddenly, out of nowhere, a second shadow appeared. Another man, slowly moving towards Josh. “Josh! Behind you!” but before he could turn around, the man gave Josh a fist to the face.

  I don’t know what was it that made me run to Josh’s rescue, knowing fully that I couldn’t take on who was outside. But I did it, for whatever reasons. I charged at the man with my tiny fist. With all my power, I hit him in the head.

  He didn’t budge, and just looked at me, thinking of how that was a pathetic attempt. He grabbed me then threw me to the ground.

  “Stay still.” He said. His voice deep and chilling. He was middle aged, with thick glasses with receding hair. He a gun on his waist and a knife in his left hand. He grabbed Josh and threw him next to me.