A Co-Workers Plight – No Longer

The next morning, Sebastian woke up earlier than normal. Steph was sprawled out on her half of the bed, sound asleep. He smiled, and quietly got out of bed. He grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt and made his way downstairs. Both of his cats eagerly followed him down, ready for their breakfast. After feeding them, he set the oven to preheat for bacon. He got out the french toast ingredients and scrambled some eggs. He put the bacon in a pan and prepped an egg mixture for the bread. Once everything was laid out, he got out some pans to begin cooking.

Though he was quiet, some of the clanging and banging caused her to wake up. She began to smell the faint scent of bacon, which caused her to wake up more quickly. Only having her dress on, she was a bit chilly, so she wrapped herself up in a blanket and made her way down the stairs. Once she got to the bottom of the stairs, both cats ran and hid under the couches. She just chuckled.

“Sebastian? What are you making?” She called out towards the kitchen as she slowly made her way through the living room.

“Oh good morning, did I wake you?” He replied as he peeked around the corner of the kitchen and smiled.

“Well, the smell certainly did, it smells delicious!” She exclaimed as she made her way into the kitchen. She had let the blanket drop from her in the living room as it was warmer down there from all the cooking.

He chuckled this time and said, “It’s going to taste even better; french toast, eggs, and bacon.” He gave her a kiss on the forehead and then went back to cooking.

She smiled, wrapping her hands around his waist. “And here I thought the best thing would be this.” She emphasized this by quickly grabbing and releasing his crotch. She winked and walked back in the living room, laying down on the couch.

Not to be caught off guard, he didn’t react and kept cooking. “Oh, we’ll see which you like better.” He responded with a smirk.

After about a half hour, Sebastian was done cooking and plating everything. He had juice poured and the table set for them both. They made some small talk during breakfast, but were mostly scarfing down food to replenish energy. Some more time passed and they were able to eat all the food that he had made. Steph helped him clean up and put all the dishes, pots, and pans in the dishwasher.

“Thanks for the help cleaning up, you didn’t have to,” Sebastian said, washing his hands.

She kissed him on the cheek and said, “Well you didn’t have to cook for me, so I wanted to thank you.” She smirked and grabbed his crotch again, quickly letting go and heading upstairs.

This time he groaned, but before he could grab her she was heading upstairs. “Oh girl, you are asking for it.” He finished drying his hands and followed her upstairs.

As he climbed up the stairs, he stepped over the crumbled blanket, saw her dress outside his room, and heard her climbing on his bed. Turning down the hallway and looking into his room, he saw her in all her naked glory, sprawled out on his bed and playing with herself. He quickly tore off his clothes and pounced on the bed. Without saying a word, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, leaning down to make-out with her. She smiled and happily made out with him, gyrating her body underneath his.

He shifted himself so he could keep her arms pinned with one hand and grope her tits with his other hand. Removing his lips from hers, he began to kiss up and down her neck, his rock-hard cock pulsating just shy of making contact with her pussy. She moaned and arched her back, trying to entice him to fuck her.

He smiled, let her arms go, and got off of her. “Flip over.” He commanded.

Without hesitation she flipped over with her ass up and her face down. “Yes Sir,” she replied eagerly. Then added, “condom please.”

He obliged her request, grabbing a condom from his nightstand and putting it on. Climbing behind her, he wasted no time burying himself inside of her and moaned out.

She pushed back to meet his thrust and tangled her hands in his sheets, moaning into a pillow. He pulled almost all the way out of her and slammed back into her, grunting and moaning softly. Keeping up this pace, he grabbed both of her hips to pull her back to him with each thrust. She arched her back more and moaned louder every time he buried himself inside of her.

After a little while, he buried himself inside of her and stopped thrusting. Instead, he reached around and started to toy with her clit. She began to gyrate her hips in time with his movements on her clit, causing his cock to hit different areas within her. This caused them both to moan louder and he resumed fucking her roughly.

She moaned in surprise and delight; moving his hand away from her clit, she placed it on her hips. Moving her hand to toy with her clit, she moaned into the pillow. He got the hint and grabbed both her hips again, fucking her roughly into the mattress. They both moaned and she gyrated and ungulated as much as she could while he fucked her.

Begging him more, she kept enticing him to cum inside of her. She was unsure if she’d be able to reach orgasm again, but she felt it building. He kept slamming his hips into hers, keeping a steady pace. He was determined to make her cum again, even if it was only once. He redoubled his efforts and fucked her hard and fast, clawing at her hips and drawing them back into his with each thrust. They both moaned louder and louder. Then she felt it, her whole body lit up and she started convulsing around him. Just as she did, he came inside her as the both moaned loudly.

What felt like forever, but was probably only a few moments of pure pleasure, turned into both of their bodies collapsing on the bed and on top of each other. They were both panting and enjoying the afterglow. He rolled off of her and pulled her close to him, cuddling with her. She happily wrapped her arms around him and sighed contently.

Then, his phone alarm went off. Opening his eyes, he glared for a moment, until he noticed the time. He grabbed his phone to turn off the alarm and looked down at her. She looked half-asleep, so he gently shook her.

“Mmmmm…” She barely responded

He chuckled, “C’mon Steph, it’s almost time for you to leave if you’re going to get home.”

“Shhh…5 more minutes…” She said groggily.

“Well, okay. But it’s 7 o’clock. So, 5 minutes is all you get.” He responded as he laid back down and cuddled her.

They both smiled and closed their eyes, enjoying the warmth of the other and basking in the feeling of being held. That is until the 5-minute timer went off. They both groaned in frustration, but reluctantly got up. He realized that he hadn’t cleaned himself up, so he headed into the bathroom to toss the condom and clean himself up. She got dressed and headed to the other bathroom to freshen up before leaving.

After a few moments, they hugged and gave each other a quick kiss goodbye; any longer, and it would’ve turned into a second round. She got in her car and started heading back to her house. He finished cleaning himself up and prepared for the work day.

This week was a rather busy week for both of them. On top of normal, day-to-day stuff, they had their respective projects to take care of by the end of the week. This led to rather normal interactions between both of them at work, since they were very focused on their jobs. This was a blessing since this made the days go by very quickly, and the upcoming weekend was a 3-day weekend.

As Friday neared the end of the day, Steph texted Sebastian on his personal phone.

“Hey, we survived! Lol,” she sent.

“Yes, we did, we should celebrate tonight.” He replied.

“I would love to, unfortunately I cannot. I have plans with my friends.” She added.

He replied, “Well, that is very unfortunate, I had some big plans.”

She replied with, “What if I came over tomorrow? I wouldn’t want to miss out.”

He added, “Deal, I will see you tomorrow.”

At this point, he was tired from the week. He decided to call it early and went to bed, making sure to be well rested for the next day. She spent the night out with her friends, and did not get home until midnight. She fell asleep right away and skipped her gym the next morning to get more rest.

The next morning, Sebastian woke up and did his normal morning routine. He also prepared breakfast. This time, he made chocolate chip pancakes — with bacon, of course. Meanwhile, Steph was struggling to wake up. A few snoozed alarms went off, but she barely stirred. That was until she realized she didn’t have much time to get to his house. She shot out of bed, showered, and got ready. She took care of her dog and sent him a quick message before leaving.

As his phone lit up with the message, he smiled. He finished breakfast and put all of it in the oven to keep it warm. He then showered quickly and got changed. He cleaned some things up and put on Spotify for background music. It was a little bit of a drive so he spent a bit of time scrolling social media before she got there.

She jammed out to the radio as she drove, trying to make the most of driving. She was not fond of driving, especially anything longer than 20 minutes. However, this was worth it for her. It was a rather boring drive, but it felt like she got to his house in no time. As she pulled into a parking spot, she sent him a text saying that she was here. As she got out of her car and grabbed her bag, she saw him standing at his door smiling. She smiled and locked her car, making her way up the stairs to his door. As she got up there, he opened the door for her.

“Took ya long enough, breakfast has been ready for a while,” he said smiling at her.

She smiled back and set her bag down inside. “Well, it’s not like you’re down the road or anything.” She gave him a hug and a kiss and added, “Plus, you did not tell me you were making breakfast.”

He kissed her back and held her close. “It was a surprise, so I guess I can forgive you for taking your time,” he said jokingly.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” She paused. “So, what did you make?” She asked and broke away from him, heading towards his dining room table.

“Have a seat, I will get it out of the oven, ” he said and pulled the chair out for her.

She happily sat down and said, “You cannot possibly beat your french toast from last time.”

“See for yourself,” he said, as he set the pancakes and bacon out on the table.

She took in the aroma of the pancakes and exclaimed, “chocolate chip pancakes? My other favorite!” She grabbed a couple pancakes and some bacon.

Meanwhile, he set out the butter and syrup for both of them and got some orange juice out. “Yes, well, I figured I could not go wrong with chocolate chip pancakes.” He smiled and grabbed food for himself.

For the next half-hour or so, the only sound was that of food-based happiness. The pancakes were chocolatey and fluffy. In one word: perfect. The bacon, equally so. The right amount of crunchy and chewy. Once they were done eating, he wrapped up the remaining pancakes and froze them. She helped with the dishes again, rinsing them off and putting them in the dishwasher. Both full from eating, they sat on the couch and put on some show from Netflix to let their bodies digest. They cuddled on the couch and watched enough episodes that Netflix asked if they were still watching.

He exited out of Netflix and turned off the TV. Looking at her, he pulled her face close to his and kissed her deeply. She responded by melting further into his embrace and kissing him back. They began making out passionately as their bodies gyrated against one another. After a few long moments of this, he broke their kiss and just stared into her eyes smiling. She looked back at him smiling, grinding her body against his.

“I think we need to lose some layers,” he said, peeling off his shirt.

“Oh really?” she asked sarcastically, taking her shirt and bra off in one motion. She then got up and took off her leggings.

His smile grew wider. I will never get tired of watching a girl strip for me, he thought to himself. He took off his shorts and underwear, then pulled her back on top of him.

She gasped and maneuvered herself to take off her underwear.

They both molded their bodies back together as they kissed more passionately than before. It was almost animalistic. His hardness was rubbing against her clit — or was it the other way around. Either way, they were both quite horny and ready for a good fucking. After more making out, she broke the kiss, this time, and got up.

She bent over the arm of the couch and looked back at him seductively. “Fuck me from behind Master,” she said and winked.

He wasted no time. Getting a condom out of his shorts pocket, he put it on and buried himself inside of her from behind.

She covered her mouth with one hand as she moaned loudly and her other hand braced herself on the couch.

Fucking her like an animal, he was pounding himself into her. The couch made for good leverage and support. Even though it was rocking and creaking like it was being stressed or strained from the force, he wasn’t complaining.

This fucking continued for a while. Each thrust elicited cries of pleasure from her and grunts from him. The couch was rocking and shifting with every thrust, but it gave both of them the support they needed. He had both of his hands on her hips and was pulling her, and the couch, back into him with every thrust. She was bracing herself on the couch and moaning constantly, loving the control and energy he was giving off and using to fuck her.

After a few moments of this, they were both approaching climax. Without warning, she began to spasm around him, crying out in pleasure. He fucked her through her climax until he exploded inside of her, moaning loudly. After they both came down from their pleasure highs, he pulled out of her and cleaned himself up. She did the same after him as he got them both some water. They only bothered to put underwear back on as they cuddled back on the couch and watched more Netflix.

The rest of the day consisted of more of the same. They’d watch some of the show and then go fuck somewhere. Slow and Hard, Fast and Rough, Missionary, Doggy, on the floor, on the bed, bondage, and no bondage. Soon, they had literally fucked the day away. It came time that she had to leave, or so he thought.

He had her wrapped in his arms, laying in bed. “It’s getting dark out, don’t you have to leave soon?” He asked, hoping the answer was no.

“Oh, you kicking me out?” She feigned hurt and started getting up.

“No, no, no. Not at all. I just know you don’t like driving at night,” he said and pulled her back into his embrace.

She smiled and melted into his arms. “Well, I have no plans on going anywhere. As long as it is okay with you, I am staying here tonight.” She kissed him softly.

He kissed her back, surprised. “Yes! Of course!” He exclaimed, kissing her again. “You can come shopping with me tomorrow morning. I have some errands to run and I know you like shopping.” He added.

“That sounds fun,” she said, closing her eyes, and relaxing into him more.

He sighed in agreement and held her close, closing his eyes as well. Before long, they were both asleep.

The next morning, she woke up before him. He was kinda sprawled out on his side of the bed, and she noticed that he had some morning wood. She smiled to herself and moved between his legs. She wrapped her lips around his cock and began to gently lick and suck. It did not take long for her to feel him stir. A few more bobs and licks and he was looking at her, half-awake. She smiled at him and took his cock back in her mouth. He arched his back and moaned softly. Releasing him from her mouth, she crawled up his body and kissed him softly.

“Good Morning, Sleepy Head,” she said between kisses.

“Morning…This is a nice wake up,” he said, kissing her back.

She smirked and grabbed something off his nightstand. “I’m glad you like it, it is just getting started.” She unrolled a condom on his cock and impaled herself on it, moaning out loudly.

He arched his back more and moaned loudly, his hands immediately grabbing her hips and thrusting up to meet hers.

She slammed her hips down on his, keeping them pinned to the bed. She then began grinding and gyrating her hips against his. The both moaned loudly as he just relaxed and let her have control this time. She bounced up and down on him, moaning and holding onto his hands that were on her hips. He moaned with each of her thrusts, then began matching her thrusts with his own. They both moaned as she rode him vigorously.

She started getting tired, so he took this as his cue to take control. He tightened his grip on her hips and began fucking her roughly, pulling her hips down to meet his thrusts. She kissed his neck and moaned into his ear. Neither of them lasted long at this point and they both came at the same time. She collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

After laying there for a few moments, she got off of him and went to the bathroom. When she was done, he went in after her and cleaned himself up. They cuddled for a while, enjoying the afterglow of sex. After a while, both of their stomachs rumbled with hunger.

“Guess it is time for breakfast,” Sebastian said, laughing.

“Yeah, but I’m so comfortable,” Steph replied, stretching and cuddling him closer.

“We can cuddle later, let me make some eggs. We both need to eat.” He kissed her forehead and coaxed her to sit up.

She reluctantly got up with him and said, “Fine, but I am not happy about it.” She put her shirt and underwear on.

He just laughed, putting on his underwear and heading downstairs.

She laid on his couch and scrolled through social media while he made some eggs and reheated some bacon and pancakes. He set the table and plated the food. She got up and grabbed them both glasses and utensils. Much like the previous morning, they scarfed down the food, this time leaving no leftovers. They put everything in the dishwasher and cuddled on the couch while their food digested.

“So, where are we going?” She asked while they were cuddling.

“I just have to stop at some stores. Need to replenish snacks and want to look at some new shorts,” he answered.

Her eyes lit up and she smiled. “I love clothes shopping and snack shopping. Let’s go right now!” She exclaimed and started getting up.

He smiled, “Okay, okay. What are you wearing?” He asked.

“A summer dress, why?” She asked back.

He answered, “I want to match your outfit, that’s all.” He went upstairs to change and put on a nice pair of shorts and a nice shirt.

She changed in his living room, pulling a new pair of underwear and a bra out of her bag. Then she slipped the dress on over her head and fixed her hair.

He came back down the stairs and his eyes went wide. “You look beautiful!” He exclaimed.

She shrugged off his compliment, “You’re just saying that, but you’re very biased.” She laughed.

“You just can’t take a compliment.” He added, and kissed her forehead.

She replied, “Very true.”

They filled both of their water bottles up and headed out the door. Most of the day consisted of walking around various stores looking at shorts for him, and clothes for her. He got some new clothes to replace his old ones. She got some random stuff she found, but nothing major. While out, they stopped for ice cream and then headed home. It was late in the afternoon when they got back to his house. He helped carry her bags to her car. Then she helped carry his bags into his house. He disarmed the alarm and fed his cats. They both knew she had to leave soon, but not before another round.