Harold was a former co-worker. Although we were on the same team, he worked at Corporate Headquarters and I worked at a different facility. We had worked together for many years and I knew he found me attractive from afar, but gradually I noticed the flirtatiousness started getting bolder and his emails started to be filled with tinges of sexual innuendo. He knew Sig was away so I am sure he was testing the waters.
It culminated one day when we were exchanging emails (work-related) when all-of-a-sudden he included these lyrics to a a song. I do not recall the exact song. All I know is the lyrics were so fucking hot, I got completely turned on… and soaking wet. This was my indication that Harold was past the point of testing the waters; he was propositioning me! Let’s just say I had never taken this guy seriously, but when I saw the lyrics of this song (completely hot in a sexual, almost sensual sort-of-way) I knew it was in my best interest to give Harold serious consideration. I was not to be disappointed.
The first fuck with Harold took place at my house in my Entertainment Room. (Yes, a lot of men have been had by me in this room!). I must admit I was a bit “weirded” out by the whole coworker thing so I figured that was to be our first and last time together.
It must have been a few weeks later when Harold was in town with his family. It was a late Friday night and he was at work when I received a call, completely work-related which is why I headed into the office to assist. When I got there, I found out the call was not work-related at all and we proceeded to have some seriously hot sex on the floor in my office. As I headed out to my car, filled with Harold’s cum, I ran into Joel. Joel and I had been flirting for years and there was a definite mutual attraction. I figured why not make the best of having to go into work on a Friday and fuck Joel too! Read Joel’s story.
Harold and I continued to mess around at work whenever he was in town (usually just kissing, fingering and ass play). There’s something about the risk factor that completely excites and turns me on. Harold came over to my house a couple other times to fuck. The last time, by far, has been one of my hottest sexual experiences ever. Harold was fucking me and Sig called. Instead of telling him I would call back, I let him listen in as I described exactly what Harold was doing to me to Sig (i.e. Harold is eating my pussy, Harold slid his cock in me, etc.) I cannot even begin to describe to you the extreme hotness factor, only because I am an incredibly aural (and oral too!)
Harold and I are still in touch and he always has a habit of emailing me on Wednesdays saying “It’s hump day and I thought of you.” Never in a million years did I think I would have ever fucked Harold. But man I sure am glad I did!