Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: After Hours (MF, voyeur)
Date: 9 Oct 1995 19:55:56 GMT

			     After Hours

	Ah spring! It was the kind of day where the air is so humid
you can cut it with a knife. I had just come back from lunch with my
friends and was still joking about our co-worker Ralph's dress habits.
He says he was a nerd in high school, but that he is not anymore. But
just looking at him in his shorts and pink shirt, trying to be cool,
you can tell he lives, eats, and breathes computers. Not that he's
disagreeable, but he just seems very naive and tries too hard to fit
in.

	As we went up the stairs to get back to work, Eva came down.
The air conditioning in the building was always cranked, and Eva's
nipples were responding by showing through her blouse. If ever there
was a woman that could stop traffic, she was it: shoulder length
blonde hair, dark complexion, and brown eyes. She looked particularly
good in the red blouse and black skirt that she wore today.

	As we passed, she smiled and said, "Hello." Her smile was
wonderful, flashing white teeth behind full lips. It was the perfect
compliment to her round face.

	The afternoon passed with the usual meetings and kibitzing
around the coffee maker. As 5:00 approached, Ted called me into his
office. All of the offices had windows into the adjoining offices, so
we called them fish bowls. Most people had posters or something
blocking the window so that you didn't feel like you were on display.
Ted had a PC on his desk and wanted to show me some pictures he had
gotten off of the network. He told me to close the door, and then he
brought up a picture of a brunette wearing only a bikini bottom, her
top dangling from her upturned hand. Childish as this may seem, there
is an odd pleasure in viewing naughty pictures on company equipment
during office hours. Ted said he had two more, one was a crotch shot
and the other was a poor resolution photo of woman in a nightgown.

	"Are you Catholic?" Ted asked.

	"I used to be," I said.

	"Catholic boys always seem more interested in dirty pictures,"
he said. Perhaps that was it.

	"Going home, now?" Ted asked.

	"No, I have some files to change before I go. P.A. wants the
changed in by Friday."

	"Who is P.A.?" said Ted.

	"Potato chip ass? Our boss, Chuck. Don't you think he walks
around like he has a potato chip up his ass and he is trying not to
break it?"

	Ted laughed. "I never thought of it that way."

	"See you tomorrow, then," I said and left.

	I worked at my desk until about 7:00, and then got up to
leave. The building was nearly empty, I think everyone wanted to get
home on such a hot day. As I passed Ralph's office, I heard bits of
conversation. I would not have paid any attention, but I wanted to
give him a hard time about being a nerd for staying so late. When I
went to open the door, the voice I heard was Eva's. What was she
doing with Ralph, I wondered. So I stopped and listened.

	"Do you have a girlfriend?" Eva asked.

	"No. We broke up about a year ago," answered Ralph.

	"What was she like?" Eva's voice had a strange sound to it,
almost a combination of sympathy and strain.

	"She was tall and very smart. I think that is why she dumped
me. She said I was not interesting enough for her. She went to
California three months after we split." Ralph sounded very bitter.

	I did not want to be seen in the hallway, listening at Ralph's
door, so I went into the next office. It was dark, the occupant long
gone. There was the usual window between the two offices, which Ralph
had put a bookcase against to get some privacy. However, the bookcase
was slightly smaller than the window, and I could see Ralph sitting on
his desk, with Eva standing two feet in front of him. I knew I would
not be seen, because the office I was in was dark, and Ralph's was
brightly lit.

	"I don't think you're uninteresting," continued Eva. This made
my eyebrows raise. Ralph? Interesting? When a friend came in from out
of town recently, he took him to the health club. Not my idea of
showing a friend the hot spots.

	"You must have some interests besides work," continued Eva.

	"Well, I like to listen to music."

	"What kind?"

	"A little bit of everything; rock, blues, jazz, whatever."

	"What else do you do?" Eva asked coyly.

	"Watch TV.`Night Court', `Thirty-something', you know... "
Ralph began to look nervous.

	Just then Eva did something that startled me so much I almost
cried out. She reached over and began stroking Ralph's crotch. Ralph
nearly jumped a foot.

	"Just relax. Do you want me to stop?" Eva said.

	"Well, this is hardly the place. What if someone sees us?" I
couldn't help snickering.

	Eva cooed into his ear, "My you're big. Shouldn't we release
John Thomas from his shackles?"

	"But... I don't think... that... would be such a... good
idea," Ralph stammered, obviously not concentrating very hard on what
he was saying. I could see he was excited, his dick straining against
his pants.

	"Sure it is. Let me unzip you." Eva slowly unzipped Ralph's
pants, then undid the snap. "Stand up," she said.

	Ralph stood up. Why wasn't I the one in there with Eva? By
this time, I had quite a hardon myself.

	Eva pulled down his pants, and tapped each leg to tell him to
step out of them. She had to take of his shoes to get his pants off,
and he put his hand on her shoulder for support as he balanced on one
leg. Then she wrapped her arms around him, and snaked her hands down
his back and into his underwear. She kissed him long and hard while
she massaged his buns. As she broke the kiss, she moved her hands down
his legs, taking his underwear with them. She took his underwear and
flung it into the corner with a sly grin.

	They both laughed as they hugged and kissed again, this time
he ground his hips against her pelvis. When the stopped kissing, she
told him to sit back on his desk. Then she took off his shirt.

	"Are you cold?" she asked.

	"No. You are making me very warm," he replied.

	"Good. Then this should make you warmer." She bent down and
very softly kissed the head of his dick.

	"You must be ticklish there," she laughed. "Your balls bounced
up and down."

	Then she cradled his balls in her hands and began licking his
shaft. Up and down she went, then she took each of his balls into her
mouth and sucked ever so gently. He closed his eyes as she put her
hand on his ass and put the tip of his dick into her mouth. I could
see her tongue licking farther down his penis. Then she took a little
more of it into her mouth, and moved her head up and down. He
tightened his butt muscles, and tried to push farther into her mouth,
as if he was fucking her face. Then she slowly pulled off his dick and
smiled at him.

	"Now it's your turn," Ralph said.

	"No, that's all you get," she said, and stood and crossed her
arms.

	"Fair is fair. Come here and let me kiss you."

	"Okay, but I don't want to it to go too far."

	"I promise," he said reasurringly, as he took her into his
arms. When he kissed her, he put one arm around her shoulder, and the
other he put on her ass, just like she had done. I hoped that he would
talk her into fucking; I would love to see those tits.

	Ralph began to slip his hand up her blouse, but he kept
kissing her so that would not notice. She did not seem to mind. Then I
saw him trying to undo her bra strap. I think at that point I was more
apprehensive about his success than he was.

	He seemed as smooth as silk as he brought his other hand
around to help, but just then she stepped back and said with a
mischievous expression, "Naughty, naughty. We will have none of that."

	"Easy for you to say. You still have all of your clothes on
and I'm in my birthday suit." She did not take that as a reasonable
argument. "Okay, okay, you win. I will let you go. Just one more kiss,
though. Deal?"

	"Deal."

	Then Ralph approached her and reached around to unzip her
skirt.

	She tried to step to back and said, "Wait! You said just one
kiss."

	"Yes, but I didn't say where," Ralph said with a touch of
laughter.

	"That doesn't count."

	"Sure it does. A deal is deal. You agreed to it."

	"I guess I did." With that, she stood passively and allowed
him to remove her skirt. Her blouse was long enough that it covered
her panties, but I could see that instead of the usual pantyhose, she
had on the old fashioned kind with a garter belt. If Ralph was
surprised, he didn't show it.

	"These, too," he said, tugging at her panties. She obliged by
unsnapping the hose from her garter and stepping out of her panties.
She was going to remove her garter belt and hose, but Ralph said,
"Leave those. Now put your arms up."

	She lifted her arms and as she did, her blouse went up enough
so that I could see a perfect triangle of brown hair. Her legs were
apart just I little, and I imagined my hard cock between them. >From
her tan lines, I could tell that she wore a French cut bikini when
sunbathing. Ralph undid the first two buttons on her blouse, then
pulled the whole thing over her head. Her breasts were bigger than I
had imagined, and they seemed to push to get out of her bra. They were
stretched against her chest because she had her arms up in the air
still, and I could just see the dark aureole through the lace on the
top of her bra. As he reached her to undo the snap, she slowly lowered
her arms over his shoulders. He took his time with the snap, and
after a few seconds began to nibble on her ear. She had been keeping
her pelvis away from his, but now she pressed it against his and began
rubbing his dick with her muff.

	When at last her bra was undone, he moved his hands down to
her ass and squeezed. She closed her eyes and pressed her hips harder
against his. He reached down and pulled her left leg up and put her
foot on a chair. Then he reached around from behind to tickle her
vagina with his fingers. She opened her mouth just a little then and
her expression changed to complete relaxation.

	He pulled away a little to let her bra off, and she let it
drop to the floor. He breasts were very firm for their size, and the
nipples were erect. She put her arms around his shoulders again and
pressed her breasts against his chest. I could see the sides of them
squished out from between the couple.

	Ralph rubbed her vagina for a little longer, then he bent his
knees so that the head of his penis was right between her legs.

	He said, "Here is the kiss I promised you."

	He opened his mouth slightly and tugged at her lips with his
teeth. Then he planted his mouth firmly on hers, at the same he put
his dick into her, slowly at first, an inch at a time, until with one
strong thrust it was all inside her. She broke the kiss and put her
head back, her blonde hair falling away from her face. Ralph moved one
hand from her ass and put it on her breasts, massaging the nipple
between his fingers and pressing the palm of his hand against her
breast.

	His other hand continued to massage her vagina and the
sensitive skin between her vagina and her asshole. She bent her knee
and rocked with the motion, driving her hips farther onto his dick.
She reached down and grabbed his ass, and pulled him into her as far
as she could on each stroke.

	They rocked back an forth like for another minute, then she
said, "This is not comfortable, let's find a different position."

	He pulled out and his dick was shiny with her juices. She took
her leg off of the chair and stretched it.

	"Turn around," Ralph ordered. She turned around and put her
hands flat on the desk. She stuck her ass out into the air for easy
access. Ralph ran his fingers up her legs, beginning at her knees,
caressing the top of her hose, and then cupping her vagina in his
hand. She rocked her pelvis back and forth against his hand, and then
he reached around and touched her dangling breasts. He massaged her
breasts for a while, as he moved his dick back and forth in the crack
of her ass. Then he bent his knees and put his dick back into her
cunt. She pushed her hips out against his, to take as much of him into
her as she could. He began rocking, with each thrust his knees getting
straight.

	He wrapped his arms around her stomach, then moved one hand up
to her breasts and the other down to her clitoris. Their motions
became quicker. Eva reached underneath and tickled his balls. He moved
both hands up and squeezed her breasts. Then he got very tense and
moaned, his semen shooting up into her, filling her with warm rush.

	She said, "Stay in me for a while."

	Ralph remained inside her while she massaged her clitoris. He
rubbed her ribs and breasts, slowly at first, then harder as she
approached climax. He was squeezing both of her breasts when she stood
on her tiptoes and cried out.

	"Shhhhh!" Ralph hissed, then laughed. Her face was flushed,
and she looked like she did not expect her orgasm to be that strong.
Ralph pulled out from her, and his dick was relaxed. He had obviously
had a good time.

	"That was quite some kiss," she said as she stood up. She
turned around and they embraced again. Then they both started to get
dressed.

	"I hope no one heard us," Eva said. She looked concerned.

	"Oh, don't worry about it. So what if they did?" Ralph said.

	"I guess you're right. Would you like to get some ice cream?"

	"Sure!" They finished dressing and left the room.

	I sat in the dark for a few minutes longer, amazed by what I
had seen.

	When I got home that evening, I gave my wife a very passionate
kiss.

	"What brought this on?" she asked, while hugging me.

	"I just thought I'd tell you how much I love you."

	"That's sweet. What happened at work today, dear?"

	"Oh, nothing," I lied. But I had a good feeling about what
would happen tonight.