("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Stuck at Work by LuckyRogue (x7130228@yahoo.com) *** Two co-workers are stranded at work during an ice storm. How are they to keep warm? (MF, rom, work) *** My name is Tom and I work as a car salesman. The dealership I work at is a smaller one, and affords me a lot of free time at me desk. Aside from the long hours and tons of down time it's not too bad. The slowest night is Friday nights. NOBODY shops for a car on a Friday night. You would think I would dread Fridays, however they are not too bad considering the fact that there is a girl I work with named Miranda. Miranda is 22 years old, gorgeous face, cute smile and her body... well. I am not normally a "breast man" but as far as Miranda is concerned you have no choice but to be! She sports a pair of the most perfect DD's known to man. Round, full and daring you to stare. Add to that one of finest tushes and you have a reason to have to sit at your desk hiding your hard on. All together she is a knockout! Not one of these super skinny chics that looks like a bag full of antlers, but the perfect image of a woman with curves in all the right places. The only drawback. She refers to me as "old". I am 37. I like to think of myself as a young 37, however that does not matter to Miranda. Old is old. I am six foot, 180 pounds, and in decent shape. Sure I don't have chiseled abs, or bulging biceps, but at least I am not sporting a gut. Over the years I have been very lucky in the "scoring" department. I worked at a restaurant for 10 years, and was lucky enough to never be without a waitress, hostess or bartender in my bed. More or less if I was interested in a woman, I got them. Maybe it was luck, maybe it was charm who knows. All I know is that I have found in Miranda a woman who not only is great to talk to and makes me have to check to make sure I am not drooling while looking at her, but a woman that has said no to my advances more times than I can count. Granted I never seriously came out and asked her for a hook-up, but all my attempts at flirting or ideas of "things" we can do have been always met with the same response. No. No. No. No. We talk at work. Exchange texts here and there. Instant message now and again. Also for some reason or another she has seen fit to sending me a few emails with pictures of her in very little, or nothing, but covering the "naughty" bits. Not sure why she sent them (more than likely just to torture me), but let me tell you this. They are some of my favorite emails of all time! If I thought she had an incredible body while dressed at work, I had no words when I saw that body undressed. Lets just say that one of the pictures of that beautiful ass caused a hard-on that I had no choice but "relieve" right then. (destroyed my keyboard with that orgasm) So this brings us to my story that I would like to relay to you. The day was (you guessed it) a Friday. It was January and winters over the last few years were pretty tame. This year though it seemed like the snow never stopped. We had just gotten 8 inches the night before. The roads were now clear and the sun was out. Miranda walked in the showroom around 4 o'clock. She would work the rest of the night with me until 8 o'clock when we closed. As it turns out we would be the only people in the dealership from 6 to 8 once the service department left. The manager left early to head off to the mountains, and the finance manager was off. Not that it mattered though, it was Friday. We would sit and talk for a few hours, eat some snacks, smoke a couple cigarettes and then at 8 leave. Well, at least that is how I thought the night would go. It was 6:30 when a fellow employee called from their house and said the roads were covered in ice. The sun that was out all day melted some of the snow and it re-froze on the roads from the cold. Add to that the freezing rain that started to fall it went from bad to worse. Two cars hopped the curb in front of our dealership alone. We decided to close early and head home before it got any worse. What we found was that our cars were useless in this weather. Her car just sat there while the tires spun, and mine didn't do much better. We went back in the dealership, shook the ice out of our hair and warmed up. Miranda said she couldn't call for a ride since her parents were traveling at the time so I offered to drive her home. Of course after remembering how well our cars failed at even getting out of their parking spots I just laughed . It was then I half jokingly said we might as well spend the night since we both worked the next morning. She just stared at me and hunched her shoulders. We decided we would just hang out talking through the night and try and not fall asleep at our desks the next day. The only good part of the whole situation was that I had planned on heading over to my buddy's house that night so I had a case of beer in the car. I slid back out to the car, grabbed the case of Miller Lite and put it in the fridge in the break room. Over the next 30 minutes we had a couple beers, talked, and smoked. I of course had to mention being alone together for the night while winking at her, which caused the classic Miranda response of EW. We laughed and I promised to behave. Everything was going well until half of the case of beer and a couple hours later the lights went out. At first I thought they were on a timer but after looking out the windows I realized the power was out to the whole street. Oh well we thought, the emergency lights clicked on so at least we had light. Thirty minutes later though we started to notice that the showroom was getting pretty cold. The building was over 80 years old and didn't really hold heat that well do to all the windows. Once the wind started kicking up it started to get down right frigid! Add to that the sound of the freezing rain hitting the windows and our minds started to trick us into thinking it was 20 below zero. We moved to the rarely used upstairs since it was in a more central part of the dealership away from the windows. We drank some more and started to feel that warm fuzzy feeling you get with a good buzz. We were both telling stories and cracking up at ourselves. If we were at a bar we would have been thrown out for being too loud and slurring. She talked about going out with her friends and she mentioned a couple times about the guys she hooked up with. A lot of our conversations strayed into that area. As much as I liked hearing her stories I was always a little jealous of these guys that got to be with her. Oh how I always wanted to show her just how a man can treat a woman. That lasted for a while until we noticed the cold creeping into the room. We both started to shiver a little. I was wearing a thin oxford shirt, khaki pants, and my coat. Miranda was wearing a shirt, sweater, coat and pair of not so thick cargo-like pants. (My favorite pants she wears, they show off that flawless ass great!) Between the shivering and the buzz we had, we both started to get a little tired. Figuring that sleep might be a better idea then trying to stay up all night we discussed our options. Having figured out that there are no blankets in a car dealership, we thought that we would just have to curl up in little balls and try to sleep. Luckily though I remembered that I had a sleeping bag and large pillow in the trunk of my car! I had borrowed them from a neighbor a week ago when I was going to crash at a buddy's house and forgot to return them. I ran out to my car, gasped at just how cold it was out and came back in. I headed back upstairs to find Miranda sitting there shivering with a drunken smirk on her face. She looked at me and said "Aw, how nice. You brought me a sleeping bag." I just looked at her, laughed and said. "I hope you have a sleeping bag in your car to use. She gave me a cute pout, and I just tossed it at her. She opened it up and grinning ear to ear and said it was huge. "Too bad you are a creepy old dude, or I would let you share it with me." she said. I just grumbled, sat down against the wall and tried to get warm. Miranda took off her shoes, coat, sweater. bra (with that amazing bra through the shirt sleeve trick) and pants. She then slid into the sleeping bag. The brief glimpse I got of her rear end in a thong, and her bouncing tits in just a t-shirt was enough to start me warming up. It also was enough to cause my cock to start to harden. Ugh, here I was, stuck at work in a freezing building, buzzed and starting to think about the gorgeous body not 3 feet from me. I sat there shivering for a couple minutes. Then everything changed. Miranda turned her head towards me, gave me this funny glare with a furrowed brow and a hint of smile. "As long as you promise not to try anything perverted, you can get in here with me," she said. My jaw dropped. I closed my mouth fast hoping she wouldn't notice. I hopped up took off my shoes, oxford, and started to take off my pants when I realized that hardening cock was done hardening and was now tenting out my pants. I asked her to look away while I was getting in. She laughed and turned her head. I dropped my pants and looked down at my boxers that now looked as if I was trying to hide half a football in them. As I was climbing in I told her I would face the other way so we were back to back. That way I could avoid jabbing her with my now painfully erect cock. I am here to tell you that you cannot lay back to back with someone in a sleeping bag made for one. Impossible! I told her this was not working and she told me to turn around so I was facing her back. Uh Oh. Being friends I let her know that seeing her get into the sleeping bag just in a t-shirt and thong had caused me to ummm, get excited. She gave me another of her patented Ews and said "Just try not to poke me too hard with it," and laughed. I could tell by her voice that the beers she drank were still affecting her. This was going to be a long night! I rolled over, making sure to keep my erect member away from her butt. I laid my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. This set up however was not destined to work. With me trying to keep my still hard cock away from Miranda's ass it created a large gap in between us that was letting cold air in. It chilled my front and Miranda's bare ass cheeks. "My ass is freezing!" grumbled Miranda. "Just scoot closer." she said with a little "humph" at the end of it that sounded like she was going to laugh. So with a combination of nervousness and excitement I did just what she said. She there we were, both wearing very little and in the classic "spoon" position. I couldn't figure out what to do with my arm so I threw caution to the wind and draped it over her, trying to avoid those beautiful breasts. Miranda just made another of those "humph" noises. Now guys will understand this next part. When you are in the position I am in at this point, almost naked, pressed up against a woman as sexy a Miranda your dick gets a mind of its own. Every few seconds or so my cock would throb. The head enlarges, and your cocks "jumps" a little. "Ummm, Tom?" Miranda whispered. "Yeah?" I said. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Sorry. It does it that on its own," I said. "Uh huh," she said with a tone that sounded like she didn't believe me. "Well if you are enjoying yourself, you can at least give a back rub while you are back there." My mind was spinning. Not only was I pressed up against a woman I found to be one of the sexiest I've ever known, she was now asking me rub her back! Something that I am sure I would enjoy WAY more than her. It wasn't easy but I backed up a little in the sleeping bag and reached my hands up to her shoulders. I started to firmly but gently rub her shoulders. She made little noises that sounded like she was enjoying what I was doing. Of course being a guy I had to say it... "You know, this would be easier, and feel better with your shirt off," I said quietly in her ear. "Oh jeez," she replied. "Well the sleeping bag is getting a little hot anyway," she said. Next thing you know she is shuffling around in the sleeping bag and tossing her shirt out. She then laid down on her stomach causing me to have to straddle her back with my manhood still firmly wedged in between her soft cheeks. I breathed out a sigh and resumed my massaging of her shoulders. "Mmmmm, this does feel better. Just don't get any funny ideas," she said. I worked on her shoulders for a few minutes and started to rub lower. With my fingertips still on her shoulders I pressed the middle of her back with my thumbs and worked them out to the sides. Then I would run my fingers down her shoulder blades and back up again. Each time I would inch my thumbs just a little farther down here back making sure to keep a nice steady pressure. She started to make little humming noises whenever I would apply a little extra pressure. When I felt my thumbs reach the top of her thong, I moved my hands more to the sides of her back. I then proceeded to knead her soft back with my thumbs while gently stroking her sides with my fingers. During this her breathing got a little more steady, and deeper. So did mine. I could spend hours rubbing her soft, hot skin. As I moved up her back my fingers stroking her sides came in contact with the soft flesh of her breasts. I was in heaven! Here I was touching (however slightly) those beautiful breasts that crept into my thoughts throughout the work day. I moved my hands up and started rubbing her arms. She stretched her arms out above her head into the cool room and relaxed again. I leaned forward to rub all the way down her arm. This caused the pressure my dick was putting on her ass to increase and she moaned. My mind swam. Was she moaning from the rubbing of her arms? Or could she be moaning from the pressure being applied lower on her body? Either way I knew I was making her feel good and I wanted to do this forever. Her skin was so soft, and we were both starting to get hot. Me in more ways than one. I started to work my way down her back again and asked her if I could unzip the sleeping bag a little to allow me to sit up a little more. She said she was still warm, so ok. As I pulled the zipper down and sat up a couple things happened at once. The light from the emergency system allowed me to see that perfectly shaped tush with the top of her thong dropping down in between those beautiful cheeks. At the same time my boxers finally gave way to the pressure that was building and my dick sprang out the front opening. It slapped against her ass and shot back up to its 45 degree angle. It was still pulsing and bounced up and down in the dim light. "Ummm, was that what I think it was?" Miranda asked. If you could hear someone blushing, mine would have been deafening! "Uh, yeah. Sorry." I said. Miranda laughed and said "Just keep rubbing." So that's what I did. For the next 15 minutes my hands were in heaven. Working the muscles of her back. Softly gliding my hands up her sides. My heart would skip a beat every time I gentled brushed the sides of those beautiful breasts. At one point I looked down and realized that the pre-cum was really starting to flow out of my dick. I quickly used my shirt to wipe off the slippery liquid. The whole time Miranda continued her deep breathing and soft moans. I leaned forward and asked her if I could rub her legs for her next. She gave a quick and quiet "Ok." It almost sounded like she was falling asleep. I opened the sleeping bag all the way and repositioned myself by her feet. Her legs are terrific! Strong looking and yet soft. I grasped her right leg at the ankle and massaged my way up her calf. All the while enjoying the view of her legs and uncovered tush. As I worked my way up her leg to the back of her thigh she moved her legs apart a little to allow me better access. I worked all the way up to the point where her leg and tush met. I rubbed her thighs deep hoping that she was enjoying this as much as I was. After I had worked my way back down to her ankle I repositioned myself to work the other leg. Again as I reached her thigh she shifted a little causing the spread between her legs to widen. At this point my eyes were transfixed on the thin strip of cloth covering her pussy. The thong was tight and I could see the outline of her mons. As I worked the inside of her thigh I was only inches away from that part of her body that I longed to please more than any other. As my fingers ran closer to her sex she let out a quiet moan. Was my massage making her aroused? A man can only hope. As I continued to massage her legs I started to wonder where this was all leading. I know where I wanted it to go. However Miranda had told me in the past in no uncertain terms that her and I would never be lovers. Might she change her mind? How long will she allow me to massage her incredible body? I made a decision right there to find out if the night was to proceed in the direction I craved. I leaned over again, this time my hard cock bumping her on the thigh a little and leaving a little trail of pre-cum that would just not stop flowing. "Miranda?" I whispered. "Yes?" She whispered back. "Would you be interested in me working on the front of your legs?" There it was. I asked the question. From this moment on I would know how the night would end. If she chose to roll over, not only would I finally see those beautiful orbs of hers in all their glory, but she would also just need to glance down to see my hard cock that longed to be inside her. Seconds seemed like minutes. I think my heart stopped while I waited for some sort of response. I got my response. She started to roll over. As she did I didn't know where to look first! That beautiful face? Those unbelievable boobs? Her soft stomach? Or the tightly stretched fabric covering her pussy. I settled on slowly moving my eyes up her exquisite body, enjoying every inch. When out eyes met she gave me funny little smirk, and covered her face with her hands. She laughed a little, laid her arms at her sides, closed her eyes and said, "Get to work." I let out little laugh and started to rub her legs. As I worked my way up her smooth skin she again made sure that her legs were parted enough to give me access to the inside of her thighs. I massaged each thigh with both hands to make sure she was receiving the pleasure she deserved. As I inched closer to the outer edges of her thong I could feel her tense up a little. I massaged to within an inch of the stretched material, and would work my way back down her leg. Even though things had progressed far more than I thought they ever would, I still wanted to make sure she knew that she was safe with me. After I had worked on her legs for a bit, I changed my position a little and started to work on her arms. Watching her boobs jiggle while I rubbed her was incredible. Not only how full and round they were, but set in the center of each was a nipple that would make any mans mouth water. Not too dark. Not too light. Not too big. Not too small. And the tip of each nipple was raised about a quarter inch. I liked to think it was the massage that caused this, but the cool air might have had something to do with it also. She noticed me looking and closed her eyes. The corners of her mouth turned up with a knowing smile. Miranda knew that I was putty in her hands. After some time spent working her arms I moved to her shoulders. Having to center myself a little more I straddled myself over her legs. My still rigid cock was only inches from the place it longed to be. Every minute or so I would move my hands up to stroke her hair or curl my hands around her neck and rub. It was so very hard not to lean down and kiss her. Watching her head tilt back while I was massaging her neck was just so inviting!!! This position while it offered me the ability to really work her shoulders was causing the tip of my cock to every now and then rub up against her pussy that was hiding under that thong. This contact caused me to ooze more and more precum. In just a few minutes time the cloth covering her was soaked. Yet another moment in this incredible situation was upon me that would either end it all or take me one step closer to making love to this gorgeous woman. I leaned forward, placed my lips close to her ear and whispered "Miranda, I would hate to mess up your thong any more. May I take it off you?" Miranda turned her head slightly and said in an unsteady voice, "yes." My heart pounded in my chest. I placed both my hands on the side of her head and kissed her for all I was worth. Her lips were soft, and when she parted those lips our tongues wrestled. Fireworks went off in my mind, and my body melted. Wow! She was an incredible kisser. While we were busy exploring each others mouths, the area below our waist was also busy. I started to grind my throbbing dick into her causing moans to escape both our lips. I sat up a little, looked down at her flushed face and smoldering eyes. As I lowered myself to her again I nuzzled my face into her neck and kissed my way down. I started just below her ear, and kissed a trail down to her shoulder. My hands followed the same path my lips had moments before and my heart raced as I reached the nape of her neck. I slowly ran my hands down the front of her chest inching closer to greatest set of breasts known to man. I trailed my fingertips along the outside of each boob. When my hands reached the bottom of each I ran my hands up the front of and lightly massaged her heaving chest. The feeling of her hardened nipples on the palms of my hands caused us both to inhale deeply at the same time. I could have spent hours holding her boobs. However like a starving man gazing his first meal in days, I had to get those nipples in my mouth. I leaned down and took one in my mouth. As I gently sucked and ran my tongue over her hard nipple she ran her fingers through my hair, holding onto my head as I tried to bring her all the pleasure she deserved. My hand moved up to rub, and gently pinch her other nipple. Small moans, and quickening breath escaped from her lips letting me know I was pleasing her. I nibbled on her tight nipple wondering if I could ever bring myself to stop. It was then I remembered that her thong was still on. I had told her I would remove it for her. Being a man of my word I moved my head to the middle of her chest and started to kiss my way down. Her skin was smooth and soft. I placed my hands on her boobs as I lowered myself down her body. Kissing my way down her chest and past her belly button, I reached the top of her thong. Taking a deep breath I slid my hands down her body. I grasped the sides of her thong started to slowly pull down. More and more of her body was exposed. I paused for a moment when the top of her pussy came into view. I exhaled deeply and when my hot breath hit her uncovered sex she cooed. That was all the encouragement I needed. She lifted her behind as I pulled the thong the rest of the way down her legs. Here she was completely naked in front of me. Beautiful. I started to feel overdressed so I quickly removed my shirt, and boxers. I placed my hand on her knee and slowly ran it up her thigh. As I inched closer and closer to her beautifully shaved pussy I could feel the muscles in her legs tighten. I caressed my way around her sex allowing my thumb to make the lightest contact with her labia. Making sure to avoided her clit, which was now starting to harden and poke out from beneath its hood. Miranda would wiggle her hips as I teased her, and let out small Mmmmm noises. Having teased her enough I ran the palm of my hand from the bottom of that now hot pussy to the top. Applying just enough pressure to stimulate her clit even more. She spread her legs a little more making sure to give me enough room. I took this as a sign to move forward in my goal of pleasing this woman more than any man before me. I placed my hands on her thighs and lowered my mouth towards her waiting pussy. I kissed her just above her clitoris, almost afraid that I would burn my lips on her hot skin. Her smell was intoxicating. I almost started to feel lightheaded. After a few more light kisses I could wait no longer. I placed my mouth directly over her pussy and started to ravage her with my tongue. I was running my tongue up her soft labia making sure to pay special attention when I reached her engorged clit. I would dip my tongue in her pussy coating it with her juices and swirl it around her clit. I felt Miranda's hands grab the back of my head and she arched her hips up to meet my mouth. This helped me to get my tongue farther in her hot pussy. It only took a few minutes before I felt her start force my head into her harder and hers moans increased. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked on it while flicking it with my tongue. Next thing I knew the world was quiet as she clamped my head in her thighs and proceeded to shake as her orgasm washed over her. I spend the next few moments working hard to pull every ounce of pleasure in her through her pussy. I felt my face and mouth warm with her juices as the world around me melted away. When she finally released her hold on my head I looked up to see her eyes closed, mouth open and trying to catch her breath. I placed my hands on the floor, raised myself up and climbed up her sweating body. The feel of her soft breasts , and hard nipples dragging down my chest on my way up made me want her all the more. When my face reached hers she lifted her head and proceeded to kiss me. I propped myself on my elbows and ran my hands through her hair. I kissed her like a man that had been waiting for this moment for years. The feel of our tongues intertwined, her wet, hot lips and her soft hair in my hands was a feeling I would never forget. I was so lost in our kiss that it took a minute for my brain to register a new feeling. There was something hot and wet on the underside of cock. Then my body froze when I realized that my still rock hard dick was rubbing up against the outside Miranda's pussy. Without a second thought I started to rub my shaft up an down Miranda's over stimulated sex. The heat and wetness now being applied to my dick sent my mind into a swirl. I would switch between rubbing the head of my dick on her clit and sawing my manhood along her swollen pussy lips. Miranda started to moan again and I was dribbling pre-cum like a forgotten faucet. The wetness from her orgasm moments before and my newly added lubrication made the feeling all the more enjoyable. We continued this mutual this masturbation while I would take turns kissing her and sucking those nipples now salty with sweat. Then while I was lifting my head from her breast to her mouth I felt something that was a cross between an adrenalin rush, and that split second you get when someone scares you. The head of my dick had just popped into the opening of her vagina. I could feel the tightness of her pussy gripping me just below the head of my dick. I froze. I felt paralyzed from the combination of the incredible feeling that was now being applied to my cock. And the fear that I had done something wrong. Miranda let out a soft "oof" then a sound like "Hmm." Not knowing what to do I just continued to allow the incredible feeling of almost penetrating her to envelope me. I felt her pussy tighten around my dick and Miranda let out another small moan. I felt her moving her arm, and the next thing I knew she was pulling my cock into her. If there ever was a sign to continue, this was it. I leaned down and kissed her. At the same time I started to slide my dick farther up her channel. I worked a couple inches in before pulling back, and repeating my inward thrust. Feeling more of my cock being gripped by her hot, tight sex caused me to groan. On the next withdrawal and penetration I knew I was all the way inside her. We both grunted together in mutual satisfaction. It took no time to for us to match our body movements and start full on fucking. I felt her wrap her legs around my waist allowing me to enter her even further. I could feel just the tip of my dick touch her cervix. If I was already a man possessed with pleasing Miranda, this new feeling only made me want more. We continued panting, thrusting, moaning and kissing. I have no idea how much time passed, but I wished it could have lasted forever. Then I felt her pussy walls start to twitch and grip me tighter. She was on the verge of her orgasm, and I was about to join her. I felt her legs tighten around my waist. Her groans got louder. She reached down and started to rub her engorged clit. Just then I started to feel the familiar feeling of my balls tightening, and the first bursts of pleasure race up cock. Miranda let out one last moan and held me deep inside her with her legs. I started to climax and felt burst after burst of my semen launch out of my dick and into her pussy. I might have screamed, I honestly do not know. All I know is that I left what might have been a gallon of my cum inside her. I left myself deep inside her as I leaned down to kiss her hard on the lips. I would never have believed it if you told me that there was still an ice storm raging outside. In my mind the world was made up of two people lying on an unzipped sleeping bag wondering what tomorrow was going to bring. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 59