One Step Further
by RoseMadder ©

I set the telephone handset down into its cradle and lean back in my 
chair. Stretching my arms above my head I feel the tension in my shoulders 
relax slightly as I glance at the clock. Its 4:30 which means I have just 
an hour to get through before I can go home and relax into a warm bath 
with a glass of wine and a bar of chocolate.

The last three weeks have been incredibly busy, but the pace of work is 
due to slow down shortly and I can afford to take a bit of time off. 
Looking up towards the door I see Nick walking towards me. I smile warmly 
at him and he grins back and winks. He's such a total flirt that it 
doesn't surprise me in the slightest when he detours from his route and 
comes to perch on the edge of my desk. He casts a quick glance down my 
stockinged legs,

'Nice shoes baby' he says appreciatively

'Why thanks' I reply, smiling up into his face.

This is a game we play on a regular basis. I am pretty sure he fancies me 
but up until now our relationship has been based solely on smutty 
comments, usually about what I may or may not be wearing under my sensible 
work suits. I don't mind this in the slightest although I am fully aware 
that other girls in my office would probably hate that sort of innuendo. I 
like it, it makes me feel attractive and Nick obviously likes it too. I've 
decided that there's no harm in it and its fun.

I cock my head to one side slightly and look at Nick from underneath my 
eye lashes.

'Do you have a shoe fetish Nick?' I ask.

'Absolutely sweetie, and a stocking fetish and an underwear fetish and a 
pretty girl fetish too!'

I nod and smile to show that his comment has been taken in the right way 
and I am happy to continue with the game. 

'So I suppose if I told you that I wasn't wearing any knickers, you'd be 
disappointed then?'

Nick shifts his weight on the desk and takes an almost inaudible breath 
in.

'Oh honey, I am not sure I'd believe you if you told me that' he says 
'you're such a sweet and innocent girl'

I smile again and wink.

'Well, that's what you think, but you never can tell' I tease.

Nick glances round the office quickly to make sure we're not being watched 
before leaning a little closer to me. His hand is resting on the corner of 
my desk, inches away from my breast and I focus on it as he whispers in my 
ear,

'I'd like to find out for sure if you're telling the truth'

He reaches past me for a note pad and pen, brushing my shoulder as he 
does. He scribbles a few lines on the paper and pushes it back towards me. 


This is further than the game has gone before and I feel butterflies in my 
stomach as I realize what's happening. The writing on the pad is an 
address, his address I assume.

'What's this?' I ask, my voice shaking slightly.

'As I said, I would really like to find out for sure if you're telling the 
truth. I'm in all alone tonight, my flatmate has gone away for a couple of 
days so there is no chance of interruptions. Come over and I'll cook you 
dinner... or something'

With that he slips off the desk and turns to walk away but not before 
casting a lingering glance down my shirt, catching my eyes and winking.

I realize to my surprise that my nipples are hard inside my bra. Taking a 
deep breath in, I sit for a moment and think about what has just happened.

One the one hand, it's incredibly nice to be admired but I have to work 
with this guy. Is it really sensible to get into a situation where I will 
most likely end up sleeping with him? I don't mind the teasing chats we 
have, in fact I really quite like them but...

While I am carrying on my internal debate, my phone rings. It's a client 
needing to be reassured about the plans she is making for her wedding and 
for the next 15 minutes I am distracted from any thoughts about Nick. 

When I next look up, at the clock, I see that it's 5:15. Just 15 minutes 
to make a decision. I can see Nicks' desk from where I am sitting. He 
seems to be working on a document at his PC and is engrossed in what he's 
doing. I turn to my screen and notice I have a new email. I click on the 
icon and the message pops up. 

'Hey gorgeous,

When you get to my flat later, I might be in the shower. I'll leave the 
key in the lock. Just come on in and make yourself comfortable. There's 
wine in the fridge.

See you later!

N xx'

A little smile creeps across my face. I think my decision has been made.

The remaining minutes tick slowly by until finally the clock reads 5:30. 
Nick is switching off his PC and putting his jacket on. I shuffle a few 
papers into a pile and wait until he stands up and begins to walk towards 
me before standing myself and bending down to adjust the ankle strap on my 
shoe. The skirt I am wearing is pretty short already and I am hoping that 
as Nick walks past he will catch a glimpse of the top of my stocking 
through the split at the back of my skirt.

As he passes I see him slow a little and take a good long look. Hopefully 
he saw what I wanted him to see. I straighten up and smile at him.

'Night Nick, see you tomorrow'

'Yeah, ok night then' he calls back over his shoulder, cool as you like!

My stiletto heels click purposefully along the walk way which leads to the 
flat. It's taken me a good half hour to finally find where I am supposed 
to be and all of a sudden, it seems like utter madness to be here. I tuck 
a stray strand of hair which has come loose from my updo behind my ear as 
I check the slip of paper in my hand. The number on the door corresponds 
with the number on the paper and as he promised in the email, there is a 
key sticking out of the lock. 

I take a deep breath, not quite believing what I am about to do and turn 
the key. As the door swings shut behind me, I can hear the shower running. 
I drop my jacket, handbag and briefcase on the chair next to the phone and 
look around me. There are three doors leading off the hall. One is 
obviously the bedroom, the other two are standing slightly open giving me 
views of the kitchen and living room. Choices choices! Do I go and wait in 
the living room or...

After thinking about it for a second, I cross the carpet to the bedroom 
door. As I enter the room, I am faced by a solid wall of windows through 
which a sunlit view of the river twinkles. 

'Impressive' I think to myself. 'This certainly has possibilities'

Taking all my courage in my hands, I turn and walk towards the en-suite 
bathroom. A cloud of steam brushes my face as I enter and I wipe a hand 
over the mirror to clear the mist. Looking at myself in the mirror, I 
inspect my outfit. My skirt clings to my hips and skims my thighs. My high 
heels force my pelvis forward slightly and define my calf muscles. The 
white shirt I am wearing shows a demure amount of cleavage. My make-up is 
softening slightly from the steam and just a smudge of red lipstick 
remains. 

Slowly, I reach behind my head and pull the clip from my hair. I know Nick 
is watching me and I'm loving the feeling. I lightly shake my head and my 
brown curls tumble from where they've been placed, down around my 
shoulders. 

The door of the shower opens releasing more clouds of steam. Nick's face 
appears, streaming with water.

'Hi' he smiles shaking his head so that droplets of water fly everywhere. 
I see you've found me, I wasn't sure that you'd come. 

His words jar me back to reality, he sounds so normal. Is this a normal 
thing that's happening to him? Does he often have girls from the office 
let themselves into his flat, his bathroom while he is in the shower?

I can feel myself blushing, becoming unsure of the situation. This 
obviously shows in my face as Nick's expression falters.

He steps from the shower and I don't know where to look. His cock is semi 
hard and he's obviously very proud of his body as he doesn't try and cover 
the fact. His torso, also slick and wet from the shower is toned but not 
over defined. I can see that his arm muscles are, well, gorgeous! Despite, 
or perhaps because of the situation, I feel my nipples harden and a flood 
of warmth rushes between my legs.

I smile over at Nick because, what else can I do? Although I feel unsure, 
I do want to be here and I don't want to ruin the moment.

Without a word, I decide to take control of the situation. Besides, I have 
to do something to move things along. The sight of Nicks' nakedness is 
really exciting and the image of kneeling and taking his semi-hard cock 
into my mouth, licking and sucking it until it reaches it's full firmness 
has started to work it's way into my head.

As Nick stands and stares at me, I reach around and unzip my skirt, 
sliding it down over my hips and thighs to my ankles. I delicately step 
out of it, leaving it crumpled on the floor. 

'Whoa! I see that you were telling the truth' Nick stutters.

Underneath my skirt I am totally naked except for my suspender belt and 
stockings. The fabric of my suspenders frames the bottom of my stomach and 
the tops of my legs. Because of the way I am standing, legs crossed, Nick 
can't see the whole of my pussy which is tucked away neatly. 

Without saying a word, I turn so my back is facing him and lift one leg 
onto the step next to the bath to re-adjust my black stocking. As I do 
this, I hear Nick stifle a low moan. I know that he has a very inviting 
view of the smooth creamy curve of my backside.

I want to turn and look at Nick, but I resist the urge. The low sound 
makes my stomach flip and I take a deep breath before lowering my foot to 
the floor, swapping legs and re-adjusting the second stocking. Standing 
straight I push my pelvis slightly forward and run my hands over the 
straps of my black suspenders before moving them up to my crisp white 
shirt. 

With a deft flick I pop the first button open to expose a tiny bit more of 
my cleavage. A second flick and Nick catches a soft focus glimpse of a 
smooth breast encased in lacy fabric in the steamy mirror. As my hands 
accidentally brush my nipples, I can't help but release a low moan myself. 


I tense the muscles in the tops of my thighs and a millions tiny sparks of 
pleasure rush through my pussy. I want to touch myself, push my fingers 
through my sparse pubic hair and touch the wetness which I can feel 
trickling over my slit. Instead, I run both palms up to my breasts and 
pinch my nipples gently. I want to tease Nick, to make him want me.

I can see Nick watching me in the mirror, his mouth is slightly open and 
the tip of his tongue is poking out slightly. It's a sweet expression of 
concentration which I have seen him make at work when dealing with a 
difficult situation. The thought that he makes that same face when aroused 
makes my legs weak.

I glance down his body and see that his cock is much harder than before, 
the image of getting on my knees and taking him all the way into my mouth 
while he grips handfuls of my hair flashes back into my mind.

I release the remaining buttons on my shirt and shrug it off my shoulders, 
the muscles on my back flexing under my skin. Nick sighs softly as I do 
this. As the shirt slips from my shoulders, my breasts strain against my 
bra, bulging slightly at the top. 

'Oh wow, they are beautiful, how do you manage to cover those puppies so 
well at work!'

I'm not surprised by this comment. I have been told this before, but it 
never fails to excite me. The thought that I am being watched and admired 
at work, that men look at me and fantasise about what I have on under my 
work clothes, is a huge turn on. The butterflies in my stomach make 
another appearance.

Standing in the humid room in nothing but my underwear and a pair of 
wickedly spiked shoes, I feel an incredible sense of power. I know that I 
could just get dressed again and walk out of the flat, leaving Nick 
wanting me. The mini striptease has got me to a point where I need to be 
satisfied though and I am not about to be that cruel.

I smile in reply to Nicks comment and lean forward, balancing myself 
against the counter with my hands. I raise myself slightly on my toes so 
that my back arches and my ass sticks out, the muscles flexing gently. 
Nick reaches one finger towards me and strokes the smooth skin of my back, 
trailing his digit from the top of my spine, all the way down until it 
touches the valley of my backside.

I breathe in hard and shiver slightly, my stomach pulls itself up against 
my rib cage. I steal a glance in the mirror and notice that Nick has moved 
his other hand down onto his dick. He's not moving, just holding and 
squeezing. I can see the length of his fingers, the smoothness of the 
backs of his hands, the whiteness compared to the darker tones of his 
cock. 

I feel another flood of warmth between my legs as I imagine those fingers 
sliding slowly inside me. A tiny trickle of my juices makes its way down 
the inside of my thigh where it is absorbed into the silky fabric of my 
stockings. 

Nick looks up and sees me gazing at him, lips slightly parted, the tip of 
my tongue wetting them. He squeezes his cock harder enjoying the pressure 
and begins to move his hand up and down the shaft so I can get a better 
look at the length. I moan appreciatively and look up into his face. His 
bottom lip is caught between his teeth and he moans gently with each 
deliberate stroke. 

His hips move in rhythm with his hand and he stumbles forward slightly so 
the tip of the shaft hits my ass with each stroke of his hand. Each time 
it touches me it leaves a tiny wet spot. I feel a sudden desire to feel it 
pushing between my cheeks and hitting my hole. I close my eyes and tilt my 
head back, stretching my neck and letting out a soft groan. 

Nick must be reading my mind as he stops what he is doing and takes my 
hand. He leads me out of the bathroom, across the soft carpet and out onto 
the balcony which overlooks the river. It's a warm evening and the soft 
breeze blows my hair around my face. 

Nick pushes me back against the cold glass and holds me for a moment by my 
shoulders casting his eyes over my body. Since I'm still wearing my shoes, 
I'm almost as tall as him and he leans forward to graze my breasts against 
his chest. As he touches me, I can't help but moan a little, a soft sound 
which resembles a cats purr. Gently he takes my face in his hands and runs 
both thumbs over my lips.

'This is fun, huh?' he asks.

'Oh yeah!' I reply 

Nicks arm slides around the small of my back causing a band of heat 
against my skin. My ass presses against the glass spreading it slightly. 
Nick moves forward in a quick unexpected motion and slips one leg between 
mine, pressing it against my damp slit. I'm now covered by a wall of heat 
in front of and a wall of coldness at the back. The different sensations 
feel incredible and I wriggle, fitting my curves more closely against him. 
I start to move my pelvis backwards and forwards rubbing myself against 
his thigh. 

I can feel Nick's cock pressed against my leg, hotter than the rest of 
him. I am so wet and slippery between my legs and my breath is coming hard 
and fast, my chest rising and falling, grazing my breasts against him.

Nick slowly and deliberately slides down my body, and holding my hips to 
steady me, plunges his tongue deeply into my sopping wet cunt. I am 
shocked at the sudden sensations which prickle across my skin and squeak 
loudly. I look down to see Nick licking and sucking at my clitoris. He 
lets a long meaningful 'Mmmmmm' escape his full mouth and the vibrations 
make me squirm in pleasure against his face.

The way he is crouched at my feet means I have a full view of his engorged 
dick. It's twitching gently, wet with his pre-cum. I want more than 
anything to take it in my mouth and lick the salt from the tip. I rock my 
head back against the glass as Nick slips one, then two fingers inside me. 
His other hand has worked itself from my waist to rest on my ass and he is 
gently kneading the flesh there, working closer and closer to pulling my 
cheeks apart. 

He removes the fingers which were deep inside me and replaces them with 
his tongue. Now both hands are behind me, pulling me open, a wet finger is 
gently, insistently pressing against my ass-hole, circling it, and teasing 
me. My stomach is turning to water and my knees are weakening. No-one has 
ever done this to me before but, hell, it feels fantastic. Without warning 
a single finger slips easily into me. I didn't realize I was so relaxed. 

Nick moans against my cunt again, those little vibrations tickle my thighs 
again adding to all the different feelings which are coursing through my 
body. My nipples feel like they are on fire and beg to be touched. I grab 
at them with my fingers, twisting them. A silver trail which begins in my 
stomach creeps up through me to connect in my nipples.

I suddenly become aware that I am standing on a strange mans balcony, 
outside, totally naked being eaten out by a guy I know from work. 
Incredibly, the realization doesn't panic me. In fact I feel even hotter 
because of it. Nick is quite obviously enjoying exploring me but I don't 
want to cum like this. 

I slip sideways out of his grasp. He looks up at me, his face slick with 
my juices. I smile down at him and beckon him up to standing again. 

'I need you to do something for me' I purr. 'I need you to put your cock 
in my mouth and I need you to do it hard'

Nicks eyes widen 'Seriously? How hard?'

'As hard as you can, I want it all the way in my mouth, so far in that 
your balls slap against my chin' I explain 'I love it, you won't hurt me' 
I promise.

'Ok then' Nick grins

I drop to my knees and breathe the scent of him, closing my eyes, 
preparing myself to give him best blow-job of his life. Nick grabs the 
back of my head and twists his fingers into my hair. Little trickles of my 
juices drip onto the wooden deck as I open my mouth, shaking slightly with 
anticipation. As Nick brings his hips forward I lower my mouth to meet him 
and the tip of his cock slides onto my welcoming tongue.

He jerks as he enters my mouth and I can't help but smile. A satisfied 
groan comes from somewhere above me as I close my mouth onto him. His 
thick tangy pre-cum coats my tongue and I begin to suck greedily at him 
taking him little by little, further and further into my mouth.

Nicks hand pushes insistently at the back of my head as he groans again. I 
put both palms flat against his thighs steadying his thrusts so he doesn't 
go too far too fast. My tongue is performing a miniature dance around the 
underside of his shaft, working along the ridge. I'm aware that I am 
groaning with pleasure with every thrust of his cock in my mouth. Because 
I am balanced on my heels, my ass and cunt are spread open and I can feel 
the soft breeze caressing my most intimate places.

A gush of fluid escapes me and pools on the deck, Nick glances down and 
notices. A little surprised gasp escapes his lips and turns into a full on 
groan of desire. He begins to thrust harder, hitting the back of my throat 
and I feel what I have been hoping for since I arrived, his balls banging 
against my chin.

My mouth is so full of saliva and pre-cum that a tiny amount escapes and 
trickles down my cheek. Nick is really thrusting into me now, his hand on 
the back of my head forcing me to keep going. I reach up and cup his balls 
in my hand, massaging them gently. I'm really moaning now, little cries of 
pleasure and pain which Nick is responding to.

My other hand has slipped down between my legs and is massaging my 
clitoris. The waves of heat it's generating, flowing through my body and 
making me shake. Nick is staring down at me.

'Do you like the way that feels? Me fucking your face, my cock in your 
mouth all the way up to the hilt?'

I moan desperately in response, moving my fingers faster on my clitoris, 
I'm gulping down mouthfuls of saliva now, it's almost too difficult to 
breathe and my eyes start to water. A look of concern passes over Nicks 
face and he roughly pulls out of my mouth and pulls me up into his arms.


'Oh god, did I hurt you?'

'No, not at all, that's exactly what I wanted'

Nick takes me by the hand and leads me into the bedroom. His concern 
touches me and for the first time since I arrived, I take his face in my 
hands and kiss him.

'It's really fine' I say 'I love doing that and you really didn't hurt me'

'Hmm, ok, I'll take your word for it, but I think we'll stop just for a 
second. I want you to do something for me now'

Nick positions himself flat on his back on the bed and pulls me so I am 
straddled over him.

'I want to watch you play with yourself until you cum' He explains

I'm more than happy to oblige and raising myself up to my knees slowly 
slide my hand down between my legs. I come alive again almost instantly, 
my touch gentle and flowing. I slide my fingers the full length of my 
slit, moaning softly before bringing my fingers to my mouth and licking 
the juices off them.

I delve down again, pushing two fingers inside myself this time and 
massaging my g-spot. Instead of bringing my fingers back to my mouth, this 
time I let Nick lick them clean. He makes and appreciative noise as he 
does and says,

'Mmm, sweet'

He reaches forward to touch my nipples, still encased in my bra. After 
playing with them for a moment, he eases the fabric away from my skin and 
lowers his mouth to take one of the firm nubs into his mouth, circling it 
with his tongue and sending shivers sparkling through it.

My hand is moving faster now and Nick is being showered with tiny drops 
from my wet pussy. He reaches forward with his hand again, underneath me 
and between my legs to probe again at my ass. I remember how good this 
felt before and sigh hard as I press myself backwards on to his finger.

I am bucking my hips now, pleading with him to push his finger inside me, 
knowing that it will start a chain of ripples which will end in my orgasm. 
I need him to stimulate me with everything he's got so I stand up, turn 
around and kneel down again facing his feet. My soaking wet pussy is now 
inches from his face and I hear him gasp as he inspects it closely.

He pushes his finger into my ass and at the same time buries his face into 
my pussy, pushing his tongue as far in as it will go. I go to work on his 
stiff cock, lapping and sucking it as if my life depended on it.

My pussy is convulsing around Nicks tongue as the first waves of my orgasm 
approach. It feels like there is liquid in my joints as an overwhelming 
feeling of relaxation washes over me. I push down hard onto his finger, 
begging him not to stop. My mouth is full of his cock and my two holes are 
filled with his fingers and tongue.

Nick is panting, telling me to cum and I give in and let the waves of pure 
pleasure take me over. I'm crying as I cum, my orgasm jolting through me, 
making me feel as vunerable as a newborn baby. My hands form fists and my 
heart bangs against my ribs as though it might burst through at any 
moment. There is a buzzing sound in my ears and I am calling out for Nick, 
asking him to hold me, tears pouring down my cheeks. As my bucking hips 
slow down, Nick keeps eating me, more gently now, almost caressing my 
swollen pussy.

He doesn't let me rest, he grabs my hips and positions me so I am half 
sitting against the headboard. He kneels over me and again feeds his cock 
into my mouth. He begins to fuck my face, telling me how, when he cums 
he's going to shoot it all over my neck, my tits, my pretty face. I 
alternate between sucking his rigid cock and his smooth balls, I push my 
tongue all the way along the underside of his dick, flicking my tongue 
almost all the way down to his ass.

I moan as his thrusting becomes frantic and hold his balls, cupping them 
in my hands as they become tight against his body. I slide my hand down 
between my legs again massaging my clitoris slowly. Nick sees me do this 
and throws his head back as he cums, just as he said he would, over my 
face, neck and tits.

Nick smiles down at me as I trail my fingers through his semen and bring 
them to my lips to lick clean. He rolls off the bed and opens a cupboard 
and passes me a towel to clean up with. 

'Any chance of a glass of water Nick?' I smile at him

'I think I can do one better than that' he replies disappearing from the 
bedroom.

He returns with a bottle of wine and pours me a glass before hopping back 
up on to the bed next to me. As I lay back, sipping the wine, Nick casts 
his eyes the full length of my body. 

'Do you think there's a chance we might do this again?' he asks.

I consider his request for a moment before breaking into a grin. 

'I think there's a very good chance we will do this again' I reply.