The Office Team-Building Day Ch. 06

"Look, Alice, I... well..."

Silence, except for Alice's breath on the other end.

"I don't have any excuses. It was out of line, and--"

"Why?!" she said angrily.

"Ok... I went to use your bathroom, and after I'd finished, um, using the toilet, I saw your underwear on the laundry pile. I just picked them up, and... well..." I was faltering.

"I didn't ask what you did, I asked why you did it. You're not doing very well, here," she added.

"Ok, Alice, listen... I did it because... because you were turning me on. From the moment I arrived at your house and saw you in that skimpy bikini, all I could think about was... you." I stopped, waiting for the response.

"And you think what you did was a normal response to a girl in a bikini."

"Of course not. And it's not just a girl in a bikini. It's you. Never mind tonight, I've been fantasizing about you since I met you. Why do you think I'm in your office so much?"

"So you want to have sex with me? Is that it?"

"Alice, I like you. I like you for more than just your looks. I think you're fun, and smart, and kind... and definitely sexy. Tonight I was drunk, and I know that's no excuse, but you looked so damn hot. I was horny and I got really carried away."

I waited again. The seconds ticked by.

"So what did you do after you picked up my panties?" she asked.

"Well, you saw what I did."

"No, I want you to tell me. Tell me exactly what you did. Don't lie to me, and don't leave anything out."

"Alice, I don't think--"

"Tell me now or I'll tell everyone at work."

"Alright, ok... " I sighed. "I saw your underwear..."

"My panties and my bra."

"Yes. I saw them on the laundry pile and thought about you wearing them. I've seen them before... on you, I mean... down your blouse... coming up over your trousers at the back. I... I got really turned on, imagining you wearing them."

"Go on."

"So I picked up your panties and... I smelled them."

"Is that all?"

"No. I... I tasted them with my tongue."

My cock was beginning to get hard. I heard a sigh on the other end of the line.

"What were you thinking about?" asked Alice.

"I was thinking about them being on your body, next to your... um..." I faltered.

"Pussy?"

"Yes. Against your pussy. I could smell and taste you. That's when I pulled my boxers down and started masturbating. Then I wrapped your panties around my penis."

I was getting into this. My dick increased in size and I tickled my balls.

"I put the crotch of your panties against my dick head as I stroked myself. I thought about how your body looked in that bikini, with the water running over your sexy body... between your breasts."

There was a long pause. Alice's breathing seemed heavier. She cleared her throat.

"And what happened then?" she said softly.

"I was so excited thinking of you that I came. I shot my cum into your panties as I thought about you and I loved it."

"And then I opened the door. What happened then?"

"Um... well, you know what happened. You were there," I said nervously, trailing my fingers along the underside of my shaft.

"Tell me anyway. What happened when I walked in on you?" she said, her voice deeper, more husky.

"You surprised me. My hand slipped and I shot my cum... I shot my cum on you."

"Where?" Alice nearly interrupted me.

"On your stomach. I sprayed your stomach with my semen. We watched it drip down, over your sexy tummy, into your navel, onto your bikini bottoms."

"Yes... yes, it splashed on me. It was so warm..." Alice was almost whispering.

"Did... did you like it?" I asked tentatively.

There was an intake of breath, and a long pause.

"Don't you dare ask me questions. You jerked off into a pair of my panties and you shot me with your cum. On my bare skin! Do you know how perverted that is?!" she was getting angry again.

"Well you walked in on me with no warning when you knew I was in your bathroom! What if I'd been taking a piss? Isn't that a bit perverted?"

"I came in because I wanted to--" she stopped abruptly. She sighed and laughed humourlessly. "This is so messed up."

"Again, I'm sorry, Alice. I'm sorry I broke your trust, and I know I'll never get that back. I regret it deeply, and I'm sure I will for a long time. You really do mean a lot to me and I'm sorry I had to go and fuck that up." Another long pause. "Look, I should go. I'm not sure there's anything more I can say except that I'm--"

"--I came in because I wanted to kiss you." Alice's voice sounded sad, almost defeated.

The silence between us lasted a good 15 seconds. I exhaled.

"Oh Alice... oh god. I'm such a fucking idiot. I'm sorry."

"Stop saying you're sorry."

"Ok. Alice I didn't know you... I didn't' know you had feelings for me. God I'm so mad at myself for what I did."

"Yeah, I bet you are. Who knows what might have happened."

"What might have happened?" I asked.

"Oh I don't know. I was thinking about you all night too. I saw you with your shirt and shorts off. Then when you stood up and I saw... I saw your cock." Alice chuckled. "I couldn't believe it. I wanted to pretend to walk in on you when you had it out, so I could see it. And if it wasn't out I was just going to come in and kiss you, and pull your boxers down. We could have had a lot of fun..." she trailed off.

"Well maybe it's better this way. You didn't cheat on Jim. You were drunk. You probably would have regretted it."

"Yeah, I thought about that after you left. But if you were here now I'd try it again. Jim's great, he's just... We're missing something. When I'm with you... it's different."

"I felt it too, Alice. That's why I'm so upset that I've ruined it."

We both paused to let the tragedy sink in.

"I have a confession to make," said Alice.

"Ok..."

"I put them on."

Pause.

"I'm sorry?" I said.

"I put them on. I wore them."

"Y-you mean... the... your..."

"Yes. My panties. After you left I shut my bathroom door, took off my my bikini and put on the panties that you shot your sperm all over."

"But I thought you were disgusted. I thought you were mad at me."

"I was shocked. I didn't expect to open the door and get jizzed on! But I liked it. I was coming in hoping to kiss you, and I got treated to seeing you naked, shooting your cum on my panties. I knew how much you must have wanted me."

"So you're not angry?"

"No, I'm not. I just wanted to find out why you did it. If you were just a pervert or if you really liked me, and cared what I thought. I can see how sorry you are."

"Oh, you have no idea how nice it is to hear that, Alice. I'm still sorry, you know. I should have just talked to you about it, but I know... well, I thought I knew how much you cared for Jim."

"That's ok. I still care for Jim... I don't know what I'm going to do."

"So... you wore them...? Wow... and I thought I had a dirty mind," I said.

Alice giggled.

"I know! I felt so naughty! The truth is, I loved the feeling of your cum running down my belly. And just for the record: you have a huge cock!"

"Ha ha! Thanks."

"No seriously, I can't believe that thing is real. I just wanted to grab it, but you left so quickly. Anyway, I could feel your cum dripping over my hand and down my tummy. It was sticky, and warm, and... there was so much of it! I stripped so fast and stepped into my panties. I felt your cum trail up my legs and thighs... and when it touched my pussy... oh my god, I almost came right then!"

"If you don't mind my asking: do you shave? From what I could tell you were at least very neatly trimmed."

"I wax. I'm as smooth as silk down there. Anyway, the feeling of your cum sliding over my pussy lips and between my ass cheeks... It drove me crazy!"

"Please, tell me more," I begged.

"Well, I looked at myself in the mirror, your cum dripping down my stomach, my black panties streaked with gooey white. I ran my fingers over my tummy and chest. I rubbed your cum all over my bare breasts."

"Oh my god, Alice. You have beautiful breasts. You have no idea how hard it was not to stare at them... barely covered by that little bikini. I have to tell you, my cock is so hard right now. Do you mind if I stroke it while you talk to me?"

"Yes, please stroke your huge cock."

"Maybe you can play with yourself a little too," I suggested.

"I've been touching myself this whole time," she replied.

"Damn, Alice, that is so hot."

"I know! I feel so dirty!"

"So, you rubbed my cum on your tits?"

"Yes, all over them. I even tasted it. I'm so glad you tasted me too. It makes me feel... connected with you. You tasted so good. I scooped up the cum from my stomach and thighs and licked it off my palm. That's when I sat on the toilet and started masturbating."

"Like you're doing now?"

"Yes, but I'm on my bed now. In the bathroom I squeezed my tits and fingered my pussy. I came so quickly, and so hard. Your cum was all over me, all over my hands, my tits, my stomach, my pussy... some of it must have even got inside me, since I was fingering myself. It was so hot. I've never cum like that, even with Jim."

"I'm glad to hear that. Maybe we can get together sometime and I can have a go at making you cum."

"Oooh, I'd like that. Mmmm, I'm getting close again."

"Yeah, cum for me Alice."

"I wish you were here. I wish you were watching me finger my pussy. Aaaah--" Her breath came out in jerks as she came, panting and gasping. I picked up my wet boxers and jerked my cock hard and fast.

"I'm going to cum too. Aaagh!" I shot a few blasts into my boxers before my orgasm faded.

"Oh god, that was good," said Alice.

"Mmm yeah. I really wish I was there. Would you let me cum on you again?"

"Oh yeah, I'd love that. You pulling that big cock out of my pussy and shooting your hot cum on my body. Mmmmmm..." she mused.

"Let's get together soon, then, shall we? I want you so bad."

"I'll think about it. I'm still with Jim... it's complicated..."

"That's ok, Alice. Take your time. I'm ready when you are."

"Ok. Thanks. I'd better go to bed. Thanks for coming tonight. Especially on me," she giggled.

"Thanks for having me, and again I'm sorry."

"Don't mention it. I'll see you Monday."

"Bye Alice."

"Bye."

I hung up and sighed deeply, relieved that the situation was sorted, and excited about the prospect of a fuck fest with Alice.

************************************************************ Alice vs. Courtney

It was typical of my luck that the first person I ran into on Monday morning at work was Alice. We were both getting coffee from the kitchenette.

"Oh, morning Alice," I said, hardly making eye contact.

"Hi, morning. How was your weekend? I mean after... my party? Did you have fun? At my place... I mean--"

"Yeah, I had a really fun time at your party."

There was an awkward pause.

"Look," I said, making sure we were alone, "I still feel bad about what happened. I just want you to know--"

"It's fine. It's ok," she said, nervously looking around.

Finally she made eye contact with me. "Tim and I are... going to try to work things out. When we talked, I was drunk. I didn't mean to--"

"No, hey, that's ok. No need to explain yourself to me. I completely understand," I said, in what I hoped was a reassuring tone.

Alice stepped to me and put a hand on my chest.

"Thanks. I just need to work things out. I still like... I mean... I think maybe we should... give each other some space for a little bit," she looked at me apologetically.

"Yeah, I understand. No problem. I'll, uh, I'll see you around then," I said stupidly as I retrieved my coffee and escaped down the hall, deeply disappointed.

I didn't look back, but had the feeling Alice was watching me go.

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We caught occasional glimpses of each other over the next week, but my spirits were much less dampened due to the arrival of a new employee in my department.

"This is Courtney. She's temping here for the next few months and will be working closely with you," said Carmen, standing in the door of my office and gesturing to a slim brunette of medium height.

Courtney's light brown hair fell just past her shoulders, and she had the top portion tied back. Her eyes were grey and half-moon shaped, appearing to smile even when she wasn't. She wore a black knee-length skirt and a white button-down blouse with a thin grey sweater over top. Her waist and hips were slender, and were in stark contrast to her enormous bust, which tested both her blouse and her sweater's tensile strength. It was so alarming, that if one had seen her from the back with her arms down (she had a slim, smallish, firm bottom), you would never have guessed she carried such gargantuan bosoms on her chest. I stood and shook her hand politely, trying not to stare at her breasts.

"Courtney will be in the office next to yours. Be kind and help her with anything she may need." Carmen was smiling sarcastically at me.

"Do I ever do otherwise?" I smiled back at Carmen. "Welcome, Courtney. Feel free to bother me anytime."

"Thanks, I will. I look forward to working with you." Her smile was radiant, and her voice was light and airy, with a singsong quality to it.

"Likewise," I said, sneaking another glance at her bust before Carmen led her out and showed her into her office next to mine.

Carmen returned to my office a few minutes later and shut the door. She leaned on my desk and crossed her arms, making her breasts bulge under her black blouse, which was unbuttoned scandalously low, as usual.

"So?" she asked.

"So?" I echoed innocently.

"Don't play with me. Tell me what you think of her."

"Well, she seems nice..." I shrugged.

"You know that's not what I mean."

"Oh, you mean..." I cupped my hands out in front of my chest and raised my eyebrows.

Carmen tossed her head an laughed.

"They are remarkable, aren't they?" mused Carmen. "Do you think you can keep your hands off this one?"

"Absolutely not," I said, grinning.

"She seems a bit precious. She's not very open, doesn't give too much away, but still manages to be friendly and warm. I think this will be a good challenge for you."

"I still think you're a good challenge for me," I said.

Carmen laughed again, then turned and, making sure I had a good luck at her voluptuous ass, opened my door and left.

Wasting no time, I popped into Courtney's office to have a chat and evaluate my chances of getting those mammaries of hers wrapped around my cock at some point in the near future. Courtney was prim, proper, polite, and cheerful. Although she sounded somewhat air-headed, she was intelligent and witty. As Carmen had mentioned, she played her hand close to the chest (well, as close as she could with those breasts!), giving little personal information away.

I learned that she was well traveled, was an enthusiastic and devout Christian, and had a relatively new boyfriend, but that it had not gotten serious yet. She was aware of her body, but did not intentionally flaunt it like Carmen and Natalie. She was confident, but careful, and despite out long conversation, I was still struggling to gauge her impression of me. This was going to be a challenge.

A few weeks passed and my relationship with Courtney was becoming quite strong, even flirtatious. Still, I did not feel bold enough to make a move. There was something causing me to hesitate. I couldn't quite pinpoint it, but I felt I did not want to blow a chance to have her glorious breasts in my hands and mouth.

I took every opportunity to ogle her chest, finding it difficult to decide if it was better, even, than Natalie's. Her body didn't have the same curves as Nat, but her breasts were so full, so voluminous; not saggy or flaccid. They defied physics. Either that or her bras were designed by engineers. Her clothing was never openly revealing, but her titanic tits were impossible to hide. I often noticed the tops of her breasts bulging over the edge of her bras, which seemed slightly too small to contain them. She did her best to keep them modestly covered, but there was only so much she could do. They were simply eye-popping, and in such contrast to her frame that it was impossible not to notice their size. She never wore low-cut tops, but I managed to sneak peeks at her cleavage down her blouses every now and then.

All in all, she was driving me crazy.

One upside to my new acquaintance with Courtney was that it was a chance to get back at Alice for snubbing me for her boyfriend. Although we had hardly spoken over the past few weeks, she did see me with Courtney, and I made a point of flirting with Courtney when she was around. This seemed to irk her, and eventually I saw her less and less.

One evening, when I was working late, I heard a soft knock at my office door. It surprised me, since I believed everyone had left. I turned in my chair to see Alice leaning bashfully on my door frame.

"Alice, hey. What can I do for you?" I said casually.

"Hey, are you busy?"

"I'm happy to have a distraction." I leaned back in my chair and gestured to the other chair in my office.

Alice seemed hesitant, but eventually decided to come in and sit. She was wearing a short gray skirt and a very tight low-neck top, with a black jacket. Her outfit hugged all her curves, and even gave her smallish breasts some extra swell. She had her handbag, which she set on her lap, and appeared to be finished work for the day. Alice gripped the sides of the chair seat and pulled her shoulders in, creating a beautiful, pale, soft cavern between her breasts.

"So, how's things?" she asked.

"Yeah, pretty good. Busy as always, hence why I'm still here. And you?"

"Um... they're ok. Busy for me too."

She pushed a long, shiny strand of blonde hair behind her ear and looked at the floor.

After a pause, "So, you have a new workmate, I hear." She looked up at me.

"Ah, yep. You've met her, no doubt. Courtney."

"Yes, yes I have." Another pause. "She seems really nice."

"Yeah, definitely." I folded my hands on my stomach.

"And pretty." Alice stole another quick glance at my face.

"Uh, yes, she is attractive, I suppose." I wasn't taking the bait.

"I mean, with those... like, she's got some... just the size of those--"

"--eyes?" I smiled.

Alice turned scarlet red and chuckled nervously.

"No... you know, her... breasts. It must be very distracting for you, looking at those big melons all day long." She squirmed in her seat.

"Alice, what do you want me to say? Do you want me to say, 'Yeah, I think about them all the time'? Or, 'Yeah, she got them out and shoved them in my face'?"

"Did she?" Alice spoke quickly and looked at my face with a mix of surprise and disappointment.

"No! Look, Alice, is there any particular reason you came to see me after ignoring me for the better part of the past month?" I asked, finally reaching my breaking point.

"Jim and I broke up," she said, simply, looking down at her lap.

I sighed heavily and ran my hands through my hair.

"Alice, I'm sorry--"

"--I'm not. He was fucking around with that girl Kelly that he wanted to get to move in with us. Besides, it happened weeks ago, and if I'm honest, it was in the cards for a while."

"All's well that ends well, I guess."

"Something like that. I'm just glad it's over. I've been thinking about you," she said as she adjusted the handbag in her lap. "I was nervous that you didn't want to... that you weren't interested in me anymore when I said I was going to work things out with Jim."

"I never stopped being interested, I just wanted to give you some space."

"Thank you for that."

She stood up slowly and approached my desk. She turned and slid her perfect ass onto the table top next to me and crossed her legs. She put her handbag beside her and opened it, fishing for something inside. She turned to me.