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Fantasy at work
Let me start by saying : I'm a very happily married woman. Today at work, while sitting at my desk, I imagined walking into my co-worker's office, locking the door behind me, climbing on top of his lap, un zipping his pants, and fucking the shit out of him in his chair, while he smothered his face in my tits. We are both married, and he and my husband are work colleagues.
Perfectly normal. My last office job was next to an insurance company, who had a smoking hot, blonde receptionist with a killer body and, often, skin-baring clothing. Some guys in the building, myself included, had her break and mailbox schedule memorized.
I was chatting with her by the vending machines one casual Friday, and she was wearing tight jeans and a short, crop-type sweater that showed just enough of her tummy to tease and made her already-large chest look even bigger. As I'm talking to her, all I could think and fantasize about was ripping her clothes off and throwing her down on the circular table alongside the machines, and fucking the daylights out of her. She's talking about her kid's this and that, and my brain is flying with "Can I throw you down and fuck that amazing body?"
Wish I was him! Can I at least bury my face in your tits & suck on them?