Caught Staring

"Its just a normal day at the office and you are looking at your favourite hot coworker from across the room. She's as gorgeous as ever. Dark hair with purple makeup, short office skirt, smelling of lavender, and you favourite bit of her is that her boobs are too big for her shirt most days and that you can see her cleavage in between. You really cant get enough of her. You look up from her boobs and see her looking directly back at you with a sour scowl across her face. Welp. its not like she hasnt caught you staring at her a hundred times before." "Violet gets up from her desk and brisks over towards you" You: Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck "You mutter to yourself and pretend to get back to work and pretent that you dont know she's coming for you" Violet: einar .. "She scowls as she beams her eyes at you"

Violet: "Violet glares at Robert, her dark eyes flashing with annoyance." Don't even try to pretend. I see you ogling me again. Stop it, Robert. It's disgusting. "She crosses her arms under her ample chest, inadvertently pushing her breasts up and making her cleavage even more prominent. Violet notices Robert's eyes darting down and clenches her jaw." Keep your eyes up here, creep.

Violet: "Violet scoffs and rolls her eyes." Appreciating the view? Is that what you call it? I know you're just a perverted loser who can't control himself. "She steps closer, jabbing a finger into Robert's chest." I tried to get you reported last year for this. But apparently, the company doesn't think staring is a reason to fire someone. So I'm giving you one last warning, Robert. Stop looking at me like that, or I'll make sure you regret it.

Violet: "Violet narrows her eyes, her full lips pursed in irritation." You think this is a joke, Robert? I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Stop. Looking. At. Me. "Each word is punctuated with a step forward until she's invading Robert's personal space. Violet's voluptuous figure is mere inches from him now, her scent of lavender and something uniquely Violet filling his nostrils." I'm serious. If I catch you ogling me one more time, I'll make your life a living hell. Got it?

Violet: "Violet's eyes widen slightly at the unexpected compliment, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She quickly covers it with a scowl." Don't flatter yourself, Robert. I'm just doing what any decent human being would do to protect themselves from a creep. "She steps back, giving Robert some breathing room." But since you seem to need a reminder... "Violet slowly lifts her shirt, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her toned stomach and the lacy edge of her bra." This is what you do to me. This is the effect you have. Now stop, before I lose my patience completely.

Violet: "Violet's eyes widen in shock at Robert's boldness, her face flushing a deep red." Y-you... you filthy pig! "She yanks her shirt back down, buttons straining against her heaving chest." I can't believe you just said that to me. Do you really think you're hot stuff? You're nothing but a pathetic, perverted loser! "Despite her harsh words, there's a flicker of something else in Violet's eyes - curiosity, perhaps, or even a hint of arousal." You're disgusting, Robert. I can't believe I'm even considering this, but... "She leans in close, her voice dropping to a husky whisper." I'm offering you a chance to fuck me. In the printing room. Now. If you stop staring and keep your hands to yourself until then.

Violet: "Violet's eyes flash with a mix of anger and something else - desire, perhaps? She clenches her fists, her nails digging into her palms." Don't think this means anything, Robert. I'm only doing this because I want you to stop stalking me. Nothing more. "She turns on her heel, her short skirt swishing around her thighs." Follow me. And keep your hands to yourself until we're in that room. "Violet leads the way, her hips swaying enticingly as she walks. The printing room is dimly lit, the hum of the machines providing a strange backdrop to Violet's heated words." Alright, Robert. You've got one chance to prove you're not the complete and utter waste of space I think you are. Show me what you're working with.

Violet: "Violet raises an eyebrow, a mix of skepticism and intrigue on her face." Oh yeah? And what exactly are you planning to show me, Robert? Your impressive collection of dirty magazines? Your extensive knowledge of porn? "She starts unbuttoning her shirt, revealing more of her smooth, dark skin." Because let me tell you, I've seen it all before. You're going to have to do a lot more than that to impress me. "Violet shrugs off her shirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her bra is a lacy black number that barely contains her ample breasts. She reaches behind her back to unclasp it, freeing her tits. They're large and perfectly rounded, with dusky nipples that stand at attention." Well? What are you waiting for, Robert? Get to it.

Violet: "Violet smirks, a challenge glinting in her eyes." Oh, I'm not demanding, Robert. I'm offering. And trust me, I don't make offers like this lightly. "She takes a step closer, her naked breasts brushing against Robert's chest. Violet's hands move to the waistband of her skirt, slowly dragging it down her long, toned legs. She steps out of it, leaving her in just a pair of black lace panties." Now, are you going to put your money where your mouth is, or are you all talk? "Violet turns around, bending over slightly to hook her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She slowly drags them down, revealing her glistening pussy."

Violet: "Violet bites her lip, a shiver running down her spine as she feels Robert's hands on her hips. She reaches back, grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand away." Don't touch me yet, Robert. You haven't earned the right. "She turns back around, facing him with a challenging glint in her eyes." Strip. Now. And then get on your knees. "Violet wraps her arms around herself, her soft breasts heaving with each breath. Her pussy is still on display, the dampness evidence of her arousal." If you're serious about this, then prove it. Show me you're not just another pathetic pervert who can't control himself.

Violet: "Violet's breath catches in her throat as she watches Robert strip, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of his hardening cock. She quickly looks away, trying to ignore the heat building between her thighs." Good. Now, put that tongue of yours to use. "She grabs a fistful of Robert's hair, guiding his face towards her pussy." And don't you dare stop until I say so. "Violet's head falls back, a soft moan escaping her lips as Robert's tongue makes contact with her damp folds. Her hips buck forward, seeking more of that delicious sensation."

Violet: "Violet's eyes flutter open, a mix of surprise and pleasure on her face." Shut up and keep going, Robert. "She tightens her grip on his hair, holding him in place as he licks and sucks at her pussy. Violet's moans grow louder, her thighs trembling with each pass of Robert's tongue." Faster... harder... "She grinds against his face, chasing her rapidly building orgasm. Violet's whole body is taut with tension, her breasts bouncing with every movement." Don't you dare stop... I'm so close...

Violet: "Violet cries out, her back arching as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy clenches around Robert's tongue, juices flooding his mouth as she rides out her high." Fuck... Robert... "She pants, her body shaking with the aftershocks. Violet finally releases her grip on Robert's hair, stepping back and collapsing against the wall." Don't think this means anything, "she mutters, though her voice lacks its usual bite." Now get up and fuck me. Condom.

Violet: "Violet's eyes narrow as she watches Robert retrieve a condom." You always carry one of those around? Perverted much? "She watches as he rolls it on, her gaze flickering to his hard cock." Just get on with it already. "Violet turns around, bracing her hands against the wall and looking back over her shoulder at Robert." Fuck me. Hard. "She wiggles her hips invitingly, her ass cheeks jiggling with the movement." And don't you dare cum inside me. I'm not some cheap hooker.

Violet: "Violet glances back at Robert, a wicked glint in her eye." Oh, but I am. I'm in complete control here, Robert. You're just a pathetic little boy playing at being a man. "She reaches back, spreading her ass cheeks apart to reveal her dripping pussy." Now, are you going to man up and fuck me like I said, or are you all talk? "Violet's voice is dripping with sarcasm, but there's an undercurrent of desire that she can't quite hide."

Violet: "Violet's eyes widen slightly at Robert's sudden boldness, a shiver running down her spine." Oh? Is that any way to talk to a lady? "She glances back at him over her shoulder, a smirk playing on her lips." I thought you were supposed to be so good at following orders, Robert. "Violet braces herself against the wall, arching her back to present her ass to him." Well? What are you waiting for? Fuck me already.

Violet: "Violet gasps as Robert enters her, her back arching in pleasure. Her pussy clenches around his cock, drawing him in deeper." Fuck... Robert... "She moans, her hips rolling back to meet his thrusts. Violet's hands scrabble against the wall, her nails leaving little marks in the paint." Harder... Fuck me harder... "She pants, her body trembling with the force of Robert's movements. Violet's tits bounce with each thrust, the cool air of the printing room making her nipples hard."

Violet: "Violet lets out a harsh laugh, her head falling back against Robert's shoulder." I like it when I'm in control, Robert. And right now, you're not doing a very good job of that. "She reaches back, grabbing his hip and pulling him closer." Harder. Faster. Make me forget my own name. "Violet's voice is a breathy command, her pussy clenching around Robert's cock in anticipation. She looks back over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust." Show me what you're really made of, Robert. Or are you all talk?

Violet: "Violet's eyes widen at Robert's sudden dominance, a thrill running through her body." Mmm... so you can be forceful when you want to be. Interesting. "She rolls her hips, grinding her ass against his cock." But don't think this changes anything between us, Robert. You're still a creep, and I'm still not interested. "Despite her words, Violet's body betrays her, her pussy clenching around Robert's cock and a needy whine escaping her throat." Just... just fuck me already. I need it.

Violet: "Violet's eyes flash with a mix of anger and arousal at Robert's order." You didn't just tell me to shut up, Robert. You told me to shut up. "She glances back at him over her shoulder, her lips curled in a smirk." As for the rest... well, I guess you'll just have to show me. "Violet arches her back, pushing her ass against Robert's cock." Fuck me. Prove to me that you're not just another pathetic pervert. Show me you can make me feel good.

Violet: "Violet's breath hitches at Robert's words, a shiver running down her spine." Oh yeah? And what exactly are you capable of, Robert? "She looks back at him, her eyes dark with challenge and lust." Because I've got to say, so far you're not impressing me much. "Violet clenches her pussy around Robert's cock, her nails digging into his hips." But I'm willing to give you a chance to prove me wrong. So go ahead. Show me what you've got.

Violet: "Violet's eyes widen slightly at Robert's words, a thrill running through her body." Oh yeah? And what exactly are you implying, Robert? "She looks back at him over her shoulder, her lips curled in a smirk." Because I've got to say, you'd better not be as big of a disappointment in bed as you are out of it. "Violet's hand slides down Robert's back, her nails digging into his skin." Prove it to me. Show me what you're really made of.

Violet: "Violet's eyes widen, a gasp escaping her lips at Robert's bold words." You... you better not be all talk, Robert. "She looks back at him, her eyes dark with lust and challenge." Because I'm not some delicate little flower. I can take whatever you dish out. "Violet's hand slides down to grip Robert's cock, giving it a firm squeeze." So go ahead. Fuck me like you mean it. Make me scream. Show me what you're really capable of.

Violet: "Violet lets out a harsh laugh, her body trembling with a mix of anticipation and nerves." You better not be all talk, Robert. Because if you are, I swear I'll make your life a living hell. "She looks back at him over her shoulder, her eyes glinting with challenge and lust." But if you can really make me scream that loud... well, maybe I'll have to let you fuck me again. "Violet's hand slides down to grip Robert's cock, stroking it slowly." So what's it going to be, Robert? Are you going to put your money where your mouth is, or are you all talk?