Hi all!
I hope you're doing well, staying safe, had a good holiday season.
Here's The Problem at Work Kevin works a mindless position, a thankless job at a thankless company. However, there was one consolation keeping him afloat. Many, many heavily pregnant woman roamed the halls, ripe with life. When he experiences a brief encounter with one, he finds himself as a top candidate for a few desperate women looking for relief.
Here's an excerpt!
“Hi! I’m Katrina. I work with Natalie. She said you could help me?”
“Oh? Sure thing, with what?”
He had no idea what was happening or who she was.
“Well, if you weren’t too busy, to help carry something from my car?”
Kevin, confused at why she was asking him, but always wanting to help, agreed.
“Uh, yeah, no problem.” He looked around, his boss nowhere in sight.
“Does now work?” She asked, sweetness oozing from her eyes, her lashes batting in the nasty fluorescent light beaming down from the rafters. Her skin was creamy smooth.
“Yeah, absolutely. Just a box or something?”
“Exactly! Just a box, shouldn’t be too tough for a guy like you.” She smiled timidly.
She seemed shy in her ask. He wasn’t exactly sure why Natalie had directed her to him, but he went along with it, anything to cement himself into her good graces.
He stood up, ensuring his presentation was still intact, his shirt was still tucked in and his socks up. He grabbed his coat, smiling politely back at her as she waited patiently.
He noticed she was wearing a dark green top of sorts with a flowing blazer, a deep brown affair.
“Do you need a coat? It’s pretty cold out there.” He said.
“Oh!” She put a hand to her face, closing her eyes in embarrassment. “I didn’t even think of that, thank you. Do you mind if we stop at my desk on the way over?”
He nodded. “Sure thing, not a problem.” He swung his coat on and gestured for her lead. She smiled and walked on.
Katrina was cute. Shorter, condensed almost, fun sized. With a big head of blonde hair put up with a monroe mark on her left side. Something about her face fascinated him. As she walked past, away from his desk and down the way, it hit him. He’d only seen her from the shoulders up in the initial encounter over the wall as she spoke to him. Add in how tiny she was, he’d never seen the rest of her.
It was then he noticed it, and notice he did. Katrina was pregnant, quite. It all made sense now. She was toying with him, Natalie wanted him to know. Or was Katrina the one playing the game? Did she know somehow?
Kevin’s mind raced, he gulped it down as he forced a foot in front of the other and followed behind. She looked back, smiling again, and he took the hint and caught up. He was burning up inside from anxiety all over again.
“So, how long have you been here?” She asked.
“Two years next week!” Kevin replied.
“Oh wow! I wonder how we never connected.” She said.
He didn’t know how to respond, thankfully she continued.
“Yeah, I’ve been here five years in February.” She sighed. “Seems like a lifetime.” She said quietly, rolling her eyes looking at him.
He smirked, nodding. He knew what she meant. He wondered if and when she’d bring up the obvious state of things, but for now he waited.
“Here we are.”
They stopped at a desk, she grabbed her coat and he could quickly tell she was fighting to get it on, she hid her struggle, but he could tell. He approached behind her and helped her second arm into the coat. She turned and blushed as she huddled the coat onto her figure properly.
“Thank you, such a gentleman.”
They continued to the elevator.
“Stairs?” She asked, pausing between the elevator doors and the staircase door.
He paused, taken aback. “Oh! up to you!”
“Stairs it is!”
He was surprised as she grabbed the door and swung it open, holding it for him. He followed her down, patiently and sympathetically waiting as she hobbled down each stair at a time as she fought the urge to clutch her stomach which he could tell she desperately wanted to do to keep it as stationary as possible.
They were three stories up.
Once they got to the bottom, she shoved the door open to the outside in a huff she attempted to stifle. She shivered and huddled up in her coat as they stepped out into the cold. Kevin found himself wishing he could hold her, which was odd. He’d only just met her.
He could see his breath in the frigid air as they wrapped their coats around themselves, moving as quickly as her figure would let her across the parking lot and to the garage.
Inside, they used the elevator. She seemed to be done showing off her strength, submitting to the wonders of mechanical technology. They stood side by side, waiting for the door to open. She looked over and up at him briefly as they did, smiling again. He smiled back. He truly wondered why he was here still. Why not someone on their own team to help her?
They stepped in, turned and stood silently again, not saying a word at first as the elevator doors closed.
“Chilly out there.” Keven stated, breaking the silence.
“Sure is. I fucking hate the cold.” she said.
He let out a slight exhale through his nose, smirking at her crudeness. He felt the same way. “Me too.”
They stepped out a few floors up and started up the ramp. It wasn’t much warmer, every level exposed to the elements. They arrived at a small car, quite compact in size, a little red thing. It suited her perfectly. Cars do really reflect people. That and their animals. She fished her keys out and unlocked it as they approached. He could see immediately the box in question. She opened the door and pointed.
“There it is!” She ruffled her neck in her coat. It seemed a warm one, with some sort of wool or fluffy material inside.
He wondered suddenly what she looked like underneath it, having forgotten how she appeared without her coat on somehow. He leaned in and slid it toward him, then standing up. It wasn’t a heavy box at all, but he could see how it’d be near impossible for her from all this way.
“Ugh, this is such a big help, thank you again.”
“No worries.”
She closed the door, pausing. She looked down at her keys, and it became evident, something else was going on as she started at the key fob in her hands, her thumb over the buttons.
“Can you- put the box down a second?”
He hesitated, looking at her. “What’s up?” He put it down on the trunk.
“Do you think we can sit inside for a second? I’m super cold.”
“Inside?” Kevin asked, confused.
Katrina walked around the car, looking at him briefly, not responding as she opened her door, nodding for him to get in on the other side. Still muddled, he walked over, abandoning the box and opened the passenger side door, getting in and closing the door. Katrina started the car and blasted the heat, which was far from warm.
“Sorry,” She said as she shivered, rubbing her hands together in front of the lukewarm air blasting at them. “I just want to savor every second I’m not in that fucking building.” She didn’t wait for his response before nervously giggling. Kevin followed suit and shook his head as they shared a laugh.
“So you hate it here too?” He asked.
She looked at him like he had three heads. “Seriously? Every day.”
He nodded to himself as he looked around, thank god someone shared his opinions about the matter.
They sat for a moment as she leaned back, she finally stopped shivering.
“Thanks for your help again, you’re a true gentleman.”
“Like I said, no problem. Any excuse to get the hell away from my desk.”
“Tell me about it.”
“So you work with Natalie?” He asked, keeping the conversation up.
She nodded. “She’s seriously the only reason I’m still here. She’s a great boss.”
Katrina unzipped her coat. She pushed the sides back, as if to show her bump off. Her dark green top was taut over her belly. He gulped at the sight and kept off it.
“How do you know her?” She asked him.
“Oh, we uh, are on a few projects together in the last month or so.”
“Wonderful isn’t she?” Katrina asked.
He couldn’t help but feel the question had deeper meaning, but he agreed.
“Oh yeah, she’s on top of things.” The second he said it, he realized it was a poor choice of words.
Katrina nodded and sighed out, as if relaxing almost. “Definitely a professional.” She turned the heater down so they could hear each other more.
“So I have to ask, why did she suggest I could help? No one on the team could?”
She smiled wryly, not answering at first, formulating what was to be another suggestive but questionable response, leaving him in the dark still.
She shrugged, “She just- figured you’d be free, and that I might enjoy the company.” She said looking at him, smiling again with her whole face. "I think she wants to hire you."
'Understatement of the year' he thought
He nodded, still playing along. “Well that'd be something, I hope I’m not a disappointment.”
She shook her head side to side, “Not at all!” She took a deep breath, adjusting herself in her seat. “You’ve been more than helpful.” She said, almost sighing out the words.
Katrina’s hand fell on his knee. “I appreciate the company.”
Kevin was taken aback, but didn’t move. She continued. “It’s nice to be warm again too.” Her hand still on his leg.
He nodded. “Sure is.” taking a sharp breath in.
Katrina bit her lower lip a moment, Kevin noticed. He felt her hand, gently squeezing his thigh through his pants and slowly moved it up from there.
“I was thinking of how to repay you for your help and I- just couldn’t figure it out.” She sounded out of breath now, hot and bothered.
It was just a silly box, but he knew what she meant.
“Oh.” He confirmed his suspicions. “I could probably think of a few things.” He tried to steady his breathing, trying not to squirm.
She hummed through her closed mouth, shifting again at his sudden show of confidence, knowing what might come next. “Mmm, me too.” Her hand moved up. “I have something in mind though.”
She moved her hand further up his leg again, the tension was unbearable. Katrina shifted in her seat as much she could to turn toward him. It was on.
“Do you mind?” She asked, looking at him with mounds of anticipation.
Kevin shook his head no, not speaking. She smirked, happy her attempt at seduction worked. She reached with her other hand, unzipping his coat exposing his dress pants. She then slowly went for his buttons.
“This okay?” She asked quietly.
“Oh yeah.” he muttered.
Kevin spun his head around, slyly checking the empty parking lot for any witnesses. Thankfully they were pretty high up, her tiny sedan squished between a massive SUV and a truck on the other side, the box conveniently blocking anyone’s view inside. As she managed his belt and buttons, Kevin could feel himself getting hard as he looked on at Katrina, now restlessly trying to get to what she wanted.
There was something about clothes that intrigued him, an imagination could always run wild with reckless abandon. Katrina’s belly protruded out of her coat, her belly button had popped considerably which was quite visible through her taut, powder blue blouse. He wanted to touch it, raise it up to expose her skin which he guessed was equally as tight. But he fought the urge and let her have her way with him in this one-sided encounter for now.
She unzipped his pants and managed his cock out from the hole in his boxers, popping out. She took in an audible deep breath at the sight of it, finally exposing what she’d clearly been after all this time. Kevin sat still, trying not to get her undressed.
She leaned down as best she could over the armrest, which was conveniently quite low, and despite her burgeoning figure she managed it. She tilted her head, a tuft of hair coming loose from her bun which she brushed to one side with her hand, leaning down, and kissed the tip. She looked up one last time at him, her eyes saying everything to him, and she went to work.
Kevin grabbed at the door as she dropped down onto him, feeling her lips and tongue around his length. She pulled up and continued again, further this time. He wondered how intense she’d be and how far she’d go. He soon found out as she quickened her pace, seemingly swallowing his entire shaft down her throat knowing no bounds. He couldn’t help but start taking in swift sharp breaths as she sucked him down.
“Oh fuck.”
“Okay?” She asked.
“Oh, more than okay. This is amazing.” He muttered out as she kept going.
As the sounds of her sucking and lathering his cock could be heard, he looked over. She was turned in a way that he couldn’t see much other than her coat, but he could see out of the corner. One hand was assisting her on his lap, the other, around her belly. It looked instinctual, natural. He nearly doubled over at the sight. Something about her belly got to him. Hell, most bellies got to him. He was glad he could be of service at any rate.
His hand fell on her head, and he began massaging the back of her neck, his hands through her hair, making sure not to ruffle up her bun, now coming loose. She reached up as she continued to suck him off, pulling it out, her hair falling down in a beautiful, gentle curl. It wasn’t completely curly, but perhaps so because it had been up all day. It was soft as he brushed his hands through it, massaging the back of her head again.
She moaned out, letting him know it felt good as she bobbed her head up and down faster and faster now. The sounds of her mouth and the suction of her lips breaking each time she came up before plunging back down onto him filled the warm air. The heat was still oozing out of the car vents. He reached over and pointed one at her, down on his crotch out of thoughtfulness.
Kevin took another look around, still not a soul in sight. He desperately wanted to return the favor at this point as he looked down, giving her a break, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop her. With each passing moment it seemed she got more intense and into what she was doing. A fiery passion overcame her, like she was on a mission to get him to explode, which she was surely on a fast track of accomplishing now.
He tried to prolong it, not look at her, look out the window now fogged. But he couldn’t help but look down, at this gorgeous woman voluntarily pleasuring him and with much fanfare. He attempted to control his breathing, hold back the urge, but he quickly realized if he didn’t do something, he’d be a goner.
“I’m close, real close.” He moaned out.
Katrina raised her head up, wiping her mouth. She didn’t stop though, looking at him sensually as she wrapped one of her soft hands around him to keep him at attention. It was the perfect move.
“Hmm, thanks for the warning.” She said, smiling. She had a cute smile he couldn’t resist.
Was he falling for her? Or was it the adrenaline. He chocked it up to the lust filling his brain in droves. He questioned his intentions for a brief moment. He had ached for it for years, and now that he had it He wondered if he could follow through. Once nothing, then two in the same few weeks? He barely knew her after all. Kevin wondered in that moment if she was actually going to finish him.
“I’d say we could fool around, but with my uh, situation and this car being painfully small, I don’t think we’d both fit in the backseat.” She giggled, pulling off him to say it before going on.
He tried to form words as he shrugged it off. “That’s alright, this is- more than enough.”
She smirked at his response. “You going to finish soon?”
He nodded up and down in compliance, he could hardly speak holding it all back.
“Good.” She said as she stroked harder. “I want you to come for me. It’s so hot knowing I made you. Being so pregnant, it’s tough getting someone to turn on. Makes me feel ugly sometimes.”
He tried to respond to the contrary, but could all but gasp when she surprised him, which was all she needed, plunging herself back down onto him with her mouth, furiously at that as she moaned in pleasure somehow. His length stroking her cheeks and throat with each time. He always wondered about that, not in that moment, but about the women who swore giving blowjobs turned them on. They enjoyed getting them off, which he couldn’t fathom, but it worked for him.
And with that, he gave her what he figured she was after, and finally let go, releasing into her mouth. She let out a muffled moan, swallowing him as much as possible. He put his hand on her body as he collapsed back in euphoria.
The next few minutes were blurry, as Katrina got herself presentable, zipping her coat back up as did Kevin. She was smiling ear to ear.
They exited the car and proceeded back together, Kevin carrying the box as if nothing had happened.
Katrina broke the silence before they got to the door back inside. “So, maybe someday we can get together again, you can break my water.” She opened the door.
“Wait, what?” He wondered if he’d actually heard what he thought he did.
Katrina said nothing, getting the door for him as they continued on in, toward the elevator this time.
Catch the rest here: The Problem at Work I look forward to hearing what you all think!
- LC
I hope you're doing well, staying safe, had a good holiday season.
Here's The Problem at Work Kevin works a mindless position, a thankless job at a thankless company. However, there was one consolation keeping him afloat. Many, many heavily pregnant woman roamed the halls, ripe with life. When he experiences a brief encounter with one, he finds himself as a top candidate for a few desperate women looking for relief.
Here's an excerpt!
“Hi! I’m Katrina. I work with Natalie. She said you could help me?”
“Oh? Sure thing, with what?”
He had no idea what was happening or who she was.
“Well, if you weren’t too busy, to help carry something from my car?”
Kevin, confused at why she was asking him, but always wanting to help, agreed.
“Uh, yeah, no problem.” He looked around, his boss nowhere in sight.
“Does now work?” She asked, sweetness oozing from her eyes, her lashes batting in the nasty fluorescent light beaming down from the rafters. Her skin was creamy smooth.
“Yeah, absolutely. Just a box or something?”
“Exactly! Just a box, shouldn’t be too tough for a guy like you.” She smiled timidly.
She seemed shy in her ask. He wasn’t exactly sure why Natalie had directed her to him, but he went along with it, anything to cement himself into her good graces.
He stood up, ensuring his presentation was still intact, his shirt was still tucked in and his socks up. He grabbed his coat, smiling politely back at her as she waited patiently.
He noticed she was wearing a dark green top of sorts with a flowing blazer, a deep brown affair.
“Do you need a coat? It’s pretty cold out there.” He said.
“Oh!” She put a hand to her face, closing her eyes in embarrassment. “I didn’t even think of that, thank you. Do you mind if we stop at my desk on the way over?”
He nodded. “Sure thing, not a problem.” He swung his coat on and gestured for her lead. She smiled and walked on.
Katrina was cute. Shorter, condensed almost, fun sized. With a big head of blonde hair put up with a monroe mark on her left side. Something about her face fascinated him. As she walked past, away from his desk and down the way, it hit him. He’d only seen her from the shoulders up in the initial encounter over the wall as she spoke to him. Add in how tiny she was, he’d never seen the rest of her.
It was then he noticed it, and notice he did. Katrina was pregnant, quite. It all made sense now. She was toying with him, Natalie wanted him to know. Or was Katrina the one playing the game? Did she know somehow?
Kevin’s mind raced, he gulped it down as he forced a foot in front of the other and followed behind. She looked back, smiling again, and he took the hint and caught up. He was burning up inside from anxiety all over again.
“So, how long have you been here?” She asked.
“Two years next week!” Kevin replied.
“Oh wow! I wonder how we never connected.” She said.
He didn’t know how to respond, thankfully she continued.
“Yeah, I’ve been here five years in February.” She sighed. “Seems like a lifetime.” She said quietly, rolling her eyes looking at him.
He smirked, nodding. He knew what she meant. He wondered if and when she’d bring up the obvious state of things, but for now he waited.
“Here we are.”
They stopped at a desk, she grabbed her coat and he could quickly tell she was fighting to get it on, she hid her struggle, but he could tell. He approached behind her and helped her second arm into the coat. She turned and blushed as she huddled the coat onto her figure properly.
“Thank you, such a gentleman.”
They continued to the elevator.
“Stairs?” She asked, pausing between the elevator doors and the staircase door.
He paused, taken aback. “Oh! up to you!”
“Stairs it is!”
He was surprised as she grabbed the door and swung it open, holding it for him. He followed her down, patiently and sympathetically waiting as she hobbled down each stair at a time as she fought the urge to clutch her stomach which he could tell she desperately wanted to do to keep it as stationary as possible.
They were three stories up.
Once they got to the bottom, she shoved the door open to the outside in a huff she attempted to stifle. She shivered and huddled up in her coat as they stepped out into the cold. Kevin found himself wishing he could hold her, which was odd. He’d only just met her.
He could see his breath in the frigid air as they wrapped their coats around themselves, moving as quickly as her figure would let her across the parking lot and to the garage.
Inside, they used the elevator. She seemed to be done showing off her strength, submitting to the wonders of mechanical technology. They stood side by side, waiting for the door to open. She looked over and up at him briefly as they did, smiling again. He smiled back. He truly wondered why he was here still. Why not someone on their own team to help her?
They stepped in, turned and stood silently again, not saying a word at first as the elevator doors closed.
“Chilly out there.” Keven stated, breaking the silence.
“Sure is. I fucking hate the cold.” she said.
He let out a slight exhale through his nose, smirking at her crudeness. He felt the same way. “Me too.”
They stepped out a few floors up and started up the ramp. It wasn’t much warmer, every level exposed to the elements. They arrived at a small car, quite compact in size, a little red thing. It suited her perfectly. Cars do really reflect people. That and their animals. She fished her keys out and unlocked it as they approached. He could see immediately the box in question. She opened the door and pointed.
“There it is!” She ruffled her neck in her coat. It seemed a warm one, with some sort of wool or fluffy material inside.
He wondered suddenly what she looked like underneath it, having forgotten how she appeared without her coat on somehow. He leaned in and slid it toward him, then standing up. It wasn’t a heavy box at all, but he could see how it’d be near impossible for her from all this way.
“Ugh, this is such a big help, thank you again.”
“No worries.”
She closed the door, pausing. She looked down at her keys, and it became evident, something else was going on as she started at the key fob in her hands, her thumb over the buttons.
“Can you- put the box down a second?”
He hesitated, looking at her. “What’s up?” He put it down on the trunk.
“Do you think we can sit inside for a second? I’m super cold.”
“Inside?” Kevin asked, confused.
Katrina walked around the car, looking at him briefly, not responding as she opened her door, nodding for him to get in on the other side. Still muddled, he walked over, abandoning the box and opened the passenger side door, getting in and closing the door. Katrina started the car and blasted the heat, which was far from warm.
“Sorry,” She said as she shivered, rubbing her hands together in front of the lukewarm air blasting at them. “I just want to savor every second I’m not in that fucking building.” She didn’t wait for his response before nervously giggling. Kevin followed suit and shook his head as they shared a laugh.
“So you hate it here too?” He asked.
She looked at him like he had three heads. “Seriously? Every day.”
He nodded to himself as he looked around, thank god someone shared his opinions about the matter.
They sat for a moment as she leaned back, she finally stopped shivering.
“Thanks for your help again, you’re a true gentleman.”
“Like I said, no problem. Any excuse to get the hell away from my desk.”
“Tell me about it.”
“So you work with Natalie?” He asked, keeping the conversation up.
She nodded. “She’s seriously the only reason I’m still here. She’s a great boss.”
Katrina unzipped her coat. She pushed the sides back, as if to show her bump off. Her dark green top was taut over her belly. He gulped at the sight and kept off it.
“How do you know her?” She asked him.
“Oh, we uh, are on a few projects together in the last month or so.”
“Wonderful isn’t she?” Katrina asked.
He couldn’t help but feel the question had deeper meaning, but he agreed.
“Oh yeah, she’s on top of things.” The second he said it, he realized it was a poor choice of words.
Katrina nodded and sighed out, as if relaxing almost. “Definitely a professional.” She turned the heater down so they could hear each other more.
“So I have to ask, why did she suggest I could help? No one on the team could?”
She smiled wryly, not answering at first, formulating what was to be another suggestive but questionable response, leaving him in the dark still.
She shrugged, “She just- figured you’d be free, and that I might enjoy the company.” She said looking at him, smiling again with her whole face. "I think she wants to hire you."
'Understatement of the year' he thought
He nodded, still playing along. “Well that'd be something, I hope I’m not a disappointment.”
She shook her head side to side, “Not at all!” She took a deep breath, adjusting herself in her seat. “You’ve been more than helpful.” She said, almost sighing out the words.
Katrina’s hand fell on his knee. “I appreciate the company.”
Kevin was taken aback, but didn’t move. She continued. “It’s nice to be warm again too.” Her hand still on his leg.
He nodded. “Sure is.” taking a sharp breath in.
Katrina bit her lower lip a moment, Kevin noticed. He felt her hand, gently squeezing his thigh through his pants and slowly moved it up from there.
“I was thinking of how to repay you for your help and I- just couldn’t figure it out.” She sounded out of breath now, hot and bothered.
It was just a silly box, but he knew what she meant.
“Oh.” He confirmed his suspicions. “I could probably think of a few things.” He tried to steady his breathing, trying not to squirm.
She hummed through her closed mouth, shifting again at his sudden show of confidence, knowing what might come next. “Mmm, me too.” Her hand moved up. “I have something in mind though.”
She moved her hand further up his leg again, the tension was unbearable. Katrina shifted in her seat as much she could to turn toward him. It was on.
“Do you mind?” She asked, looking at him with mounds of anticipation.
Kevin shook his head no, not speaking. She smirked, happy her attempt at seduction worked. She reached with her other hand, unzipping his coat exposing his dress pants. She then slowly went for his buttons.
“This okay?” She asked quietly.
“Oh yeah.” he muttered.
Kevin spun his head around, slyly checking the empty parking lot for any witnesses. Thankfully they were pretty high up, her tiny sedan squished between a massive SUV and a truck on the other side, the box conveniently blocking anyone’s view inside. As she managed his belt and buttons, Kevin could feel himself getting hard as he looked on at Katrina, now restlessly trying to get to what she wanted.
There was something about clothes that intrigued him, an imagination could always run wild with reckless abandon. Katrina’s belly protruded out of her coat, her belly button had popped considerably which was quite visible through her taut, powder blue blouse. He wanted to touch it, raise it up to expose her skin which he guessed was equally as tight. But he fought the urge and let her have her way with him in this one-sided encounter for now.
She unzipped his pants and managed his cock out from the hole in his boxers, popping out. She took in an audible deep breath at the sight of it, finally exposing what she’d clearly been after all this time. Kevin sat still, trying not to get her undressed.
She leaned down as best she could over the armrest, which was conveniently quite low, and despite her burgeoning figure she managed it. She tilted her head, a tuft of hair coming loose from her bun which she brushed to one side with her hand, leaning down, and kissed the tip. She looked up one last time at him, her eyes saying everything to him, and she went to work.
Kevin grabbed at the door as she dropped down onto him, feeling her lips and tongue around his length. She pulled up and continued again, further this time. He wondered how intense she’d be and how far she’d go. He soon found out as she quickened her pace, seemingly swallowing his entire shaft down her throat knowing no bounds. He couldn’t help but start taking in swift sharp breaths as she sucked him down.
“Oh fuck.”
“Okay?” She asked.
“Oh, more than okay. This is amazing.” He muttered out as she kept going.
As the sounds of her sucking and lathering his cock could be heard, he looked over. She was turned in a way that he couldn’t see much other than her coat, but he could see out of the corner. One hand was assisting her on his lap, the other, around her belly. It looked instinctual, natural. He nearly doubled over at the sight. Something about her belly got to him. Hell, most bellies got to him. He was glad he could be of service at any rate.
His hand fell on her head, and he began massaging the back of her neck, his hands through her hair, making sure not to ruffle up her bun, now coming loose. She reached up as she continued to suck him off, pulling it out, her hair falling down in a beautiful, gentle curl. It wasn’t completely curly, but perhaps so because it had been up all day. It was soft as he brushed his hands through it, massaging the back of her head again.
She moaned out, letting him know it felt good as she bobbed her head up and down faster and faster now. The sounds of her mouth and the suction of her lips breaking each time she came up before plunging back down onto him filled the warm air. The heat was still oozing out of the car vents. He reached over and pointed one at her, down on his crotch out of thoughtfulness.
Kevin took another look around, still not a soul in sight. He desperately wanted to return the favor at this point as he looked down, giving her a break, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop her. With each passing moment it seemed she got more intense and into what she was doing. A fiery passion overcame her, like she was on a mission to get him to explode, which she was surely on a fast track of accomplishing now.
He tried to prolong it, not look at her, look out the window now fogged. But he couldn’t help but look down, at this gorgeous woman voluntarily pleasuring him and with much fanfare. He attempted to control his breathing, hold back the urge, but he quickly realized if he didn’t do something, he’d be a goner.
“I’m close, real close.” He moaned out.
Katrina raised her head up, wiping her mouth. She didn’t stop though, looking at him sensually as she wrapped one of her soft hands around him to keep him at attention. It was the perfect move.
“Hmm, thanks for the warning.” She said, smiling. She had a cute smile he couldn’t resist.
Was he falling for her? Or was it the adrenaline. He chocked it up to the lust filling his brain in droves. He questioned his intentions for a brief moment. He had ached for it for years, and now that he had it He wondered if he could follow through. Once nothing, then two in the same few weeks? He barely knew her after all. Kevin wondered in that moment if she was actually going to finish him.
“I’d say we could fool around, but with my uh, situation and this car being painfully small, I don’t think we’d both fit in the backseat.” She giggled, pulling off him to say it before going on.
He tried to form words as he shrugged it off. “That’s alright, this is- more than enough.”
She smirked at his response. “You going to finish soon?”
He nodded up and down in compliance, he could hardly speak holding it all back.
“Good.” She said as she stroked harder. “I want you to come for me. It’s so hot knowing I made you. Being so pregnant, it’s tough getting someone to turn on. Makes me feel ugly sometimes.”
He tried to respond to the contrary, but could all but gasp when she surprised him, which was all she needed, plunging herself back down onto him with her mouth, furiously at that as she moaned in pleasure somehow. His length stroking her cheeks and throat with each time. He always wondered about that, not in that moment, but about the women who swore giving blowjobs turned them on. They enjoyed getting them off, which he couldn’t fathom, but it worked for him.
And with that, he gave her what he figured she was after, and finally let go, releasing into her mouth. She let out a muffled moan, swallowing him as much as possible. He put his hand on her body as he collapsed back in euphoria.
The next few minutes were blurry, as Katrina got herself presentable, zipping her coat back up as did Kevin. She was smiling ear to ear.
They exited the car and proceeded back together, Kevin carrying the box as if nothing had happened.
Katrina broke the silence before they got to the door back inside. “So, maybe someday we can get together again, you can break my water.” She opened the door.
“Wait, what?” He wondered if he’d actually heard what he thought he did.
Katrina said nothing, getting the door for him as they continued on in, toward the elevator this time.
Catch the rest here: The Problem at Work I look forward to hearing what you all think!
- LC
