A smoking hot workplace attraction ...
When Julie starts a brand new job, she isn't expecting to develop feelings for her sexy new boss Karen. Julie's always thought of herself as completely straight, but there's something about this athletic older woman that gets Julie hot. And one night in the office, Julie's darkest fantasies become reality ...
Publisher's Note: This 3,500+ word erotic short contains extremely explicit sexual material and is intended only for mature audiences, 18+. You have been warned!
EXCERPT: The office gym was only a small room: mirrored on one wall, with some running machines, exercise bikes, and free weights, and it smelled sweaty and warm. I walked through to the small women's changing rooms at the back, and began getting changed.
Just as I had pulled on my figure-hugging lycra gym shorts, I heard the door go. I turned round and there was Karen.
"Hey," she said, smiling, then walking over to the locker directly opposite me.
"Hey," I said, feeling that same weird, tingling feeling in my stomach.
I found myself slowing down a little, purposefully taking as long as I could to lace up my sneakers, so that I could sneak a peek at her as she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She was wearing a simple black thong, which perfectly showed off her toned legs and smooth round ass.
I shook off the feelings, and quickly headed out to the gym, ignoring the tingling feeling in my panties. I got onto one of the treadmills and set it going, hoping that a good run would shake off these weird feelings.
No other staff came and used the gym. It was just Karen and me, and we shared a few jokes, and gossiped about news and TV as we exercised.
Once we were both exhausted, we headed back to the showers at the same time.
I took the cubicle next to hers, and as the hot steam billowed around me, I couldn't help but imagine Karen's naked body, just a few feet from mine, and as I did so, I felt my pussy once again tingling. I wasn't even touching myself and still my clit began to throb and my nipples began to stiffen, jutting away from my small breasts in obvious arousal at the thought of Karen's tanned, wet, soapy body, and her own tingling, throbbing pussy, there between her legs.
"Hey, Julie," she called over the wall of the cubicle, breaking me out of my daydream. "Do you have any soap in there? My dispenser's empty."
"Yeah, sure …" I began, "just wait a moment …"
But before I could squirt some soap into my palm and offer my hand out from behind the frosted glass door of the shower cubicle, I saw the slim shape of Karen's body standing outside ...
