Conference Room Confession

I recently read and thoroughly enjoyed Colleagues in Conference Room 6 by MinnMystery, so I reached out to ask the author if I could write the story from the male perspective. They enthusiastically agreed. We hope you enjoy this collaboration...

My entire drive into work I turn the last few months over in my head. When I trust someone, I trust them completely. I've been burned by this in the past so I've learned to keep people at a distance. That is, until Caroline. She got under my skin and into my head so quickly it scares me. We started to connect through our work on the hiring committee, but our conversations have never been surface level. Caroline does everything with conviction and passion and it's contagious. When she asks me what I think about a song, a movie, or current events, she demands a heartfelt answer. She wants honesty at every turn.

What's more, she likes me for who I am. I've shared things with her I've never told anyone and my vulnerability was met with eagerness and curiosity. Previous relationships left me feeling I was too much, expecting more from partners than they could give. Caroline made me realize I'm not flawed. It's my passion and desire that makes me unique. For weeks, I've told myself she's just a great friend, but it's a load of shit. I know it and so does she.

As I pull my black, Ford F-150 into the parking spot next to her Yukon, my mind is made up. One way or another, I'm not leaving this building today without showing her how I really feel. She's a daring woman who makes her dreams come true and I'm a man who has never been satisfied. Caroline has spent her whole life being there for others. But I want to be the one who is there for her. I am done saying what if.

The office is busier than usual due to the mandatory in-person company meeting and I greet colleagues as I make my way to conference room 6. Caroline and I sit in the same pod, but I like working in a more private space when I want to focus and get out of the fray. As I wait for my computer to boot up, I think about how much is on her shoulders. I don't know how she does it all. She's the kind of person who will drop everything to help, but never actually lets anything hit the floor.

I look at the clock and realize the all company meeting is starting soon, but I have to see her now. The desire to see her, touch her, devour her is too much. I know despite her having to present in less than 10 minutes, she'll answer the Zoom. She runs toward fire, not away from it. Before I can talk myself out of it, I click on her name and send a message.

Let's connect in conference room 6 before the company meeting. Just need to run something by you. No need to prep anything. I'll meet you there in 5 mins.

I don't realize I'm holding my breath until her response, "Sounds good. See you then." pops up on my screen.

While I wait for her a smirk crosses my lips. I'd recently shared with Caroline that I've always had this uncanny ability to be in a professional setting while simultaneously visualizing wild, hot sex scenes. She laughed and said she does the same. What I didn't admit was that recently she is the one I'm visualizing. We will be actively interviewing someone and while she's describing our company culture I am visualizing her spread eagle on the table. I've pushed her skirt up around her waist and her panties are tossed on the floor. She's running her hands through my thick, dark brown hair as I lower myself between her legs. She wants my mouth so bad she starts lifting her ass off the table, but I brace her hip with one hand to hold her down. She starts whimpering as I leave a trail of kisses up her left thigh, skipping over her center to do the same to her other side. Her pussy is glistening and I feel the heat building. She loves the tease, but her patience is quickly exhausted when she grabs my hair even harder and angles me right over her pussy. I smile as I lock eyes with her as I lick her slowly from top to bottom. Her head falls back as her eyes close and I feel her legs fall open an inch more. I keep running my tongue up and down, slowly increasing the pressure. She's let go of my hair so she can tweak and tease her nipples through her top. I can tell she's getting close when she grabs me again and pushes my mouth deep into her pussy. She's just about to cum when she turns to me and says, "Jason, what is something you appreciate about working here?" There aren't enough cold showers in the world.

I know she wants me as much as I want her. I see when her gaze lingers at where my shirt opens just below my neck or how she watches me when I roll my sleeves. I also know that if this is going to go to the next level, I'll have to make the first move.

I hear her heels on the carpet as she approaches the door. As a feminist crusader, I would think she would buck the heels expectancy and go with flats. I asked her once why she wears them and she said she loves how they make her feel powerful, sexy, and confident. I couldn't agree more. I finish writing my priority list for the day as she enters the room and lets the door close behind her. Seeing her makes my skin feel too tight and my cock, which has been hard all morning, has an ache from rubbing against the zipper of my pants. I hold her stare for a solid beat, waiting to see if she breaks contact first, but she doesn't. She can feel the energy pulsing between us just as much as I do.

I know what I want to do and I know we don't have much time. Caroline's eyes track me as I cross the room and reach for the door.

Do you mind if we close this? My heart skips a beat until I hear her say, "no". Smiling, I lock the door and return to the table, leaning as I look her up and down. Her body is perfect in every way and I take my time admiring it. For all the time we've spent together, we've never actually touched, but there isn't a part of her body I haven't imagined running my fingers, hands, and tongue over.

I'm about to reach for her when the pen in Caroline's hand suddenly falls to the floor and I seize the opportunity. I slowly walk behind her and with the gentlest touch, let my fingers graze her lower back. Her top is soft, but thin and I can feel the heat of her body as my pulse quickens. I'm mere inches from Caroline's neck and I capture a moment of her intoxicating scent. She smells like raspberry, rose, and the woods on a crisp spring morning. I want to devour her. I'm an inch from her ear when I whisper,

You are so beautiful. But more than that, you are smart, funny, and talented. You are absolutely amazing in every way possible. We don't have much time. You know that I know what you want, but I never take it for granted. So, just say "stop" at any point. Should I continue?

Say it.

Yes. Continue.

Good. Let me get that pen for you.

As I reach for the pen I thank fucking God she wore a skirt today. Caroline has legs that go for miles. Her calves and thighs are the perfect mix of toned, yet curvy; sensual and powerful. As much as I want to finally touch her bare skin, I want to tease this out to test the waters. How far will she let me take this? Does she want this as badly as I do? With these questions lingering in the air, I slowly and lightly drag the pen cap around her ankle and up her calf. The holding of her breath and the pebling of her skin tells me that she wants me to continue.

On my next pass, I ditch the pen and use my finger. Her skin is exactly as I'd imagined. Toned, but so incredibly smooth and silky. I imagine her pussy feels just as slick. I trace kisses up the back of her leg as my fingers finally reach the edge of her panties. With one smooth motion, I drag my knuckle down her center, causing the fabric to rub against her clit. Caroline arches her body and braces her hands on the table as I push my knuckle even further into her opening. I can smell her arousal as her breathing becomes more ragged and she starts to softly moan. I don't want a piece of fabric standing in between me and her when she has her first orgasm, so I slow things down as she catches her breath. With one quick motion, I use my fingers to guide her wet, sticky panties down her legs. She steps out and resumes her stance, legs apart with her ass in the air to give me the access I want. She wants this bad. I slide two fingers up and down her lips without actually entering her. Her pussy is drenched and she starts to moan as I stop occasionally to circle her clit. Her body is writhing as I finally thrust two fingers deep inside. She immediately stretches to accommodate and begs me not to stop. "Jason, yes. Fuck me with your fingers." And with that I easily add a third as she rides my hand harder and harder. A few more thrusts and I feel her core clench around my fingers as her body pauses for one second and then releases like a dam breaking. Over and over she convulses until she goes limp across the table. I slowly remove my fingers covered in her cum and help her stand upright. She instinctively leans against me as I wrap my body around her. Holding her is the most natural feeling in the world.

After a moment of connection, I sense Caroline start to turn toward me, but I'm not done yet. Making Caroline cum with my hands was satisfying, but now it's time to take what is mine. With my hands on her waist, I gently but firmly bend her over the table with ease.

Jason, the meeting starts soon. We don't have much time.

I know. I won't be gentle. Lift your fucking skirt.

With that, Caroline lifts her skirt over her thighs and ass until it's gathered around her waist. I have fantasized about this moment for months. Her thighs are strong and thick and her full ass is ready for the taking. The moment for tenderness has passed as I bring my palm down and smack her. It immediately leaves a red mark against her skin. Caroline starts to turn her head, but I'm in control now and I guide her eyes forward. She's in this room on my terms. She knows it, and she fucking loves it. A part of her can't stand not being in control; she wants to see my face and watch as I fuck her. I'll give her what she wants, just not in the way she expects it. With the extra height her heels provide, my cock hovers at her entrance as I reach around and wrap my left hand around the front of her neck. With my hand applying the slightest of pressure, my lips graze her ear as I whisper, "I'm taking you here and now."

As the last syllable leaves my mouth I release my belt and unzip my pants. I quickly pump two fingers in and out of Caroline then rub my dick with her wetness. Caroline starts to turn her head - her curiosity insatiable - but stops when I deliver an even sharper smack to her ass. I shift my weight and slide my cock an inch into her. It's enough to make her try and shift back so she can take all of me, but I'm in control and I will take her exactly as I want. With my hands pinning her hips against the table I guide two more inches into her tight, wet pussy. She feels incredible and it takes everything in me not to empty myself in her right then and there. I pull almost all the way out, then methodically thrust back in, increasing the pace each time. Just as we've found a satisfying rhythm I deftly remove one hand from her hip and click on the mouse. I see her eyes flash open wide as she realizes I've started a Zoom meeting and we're going to watch as I claim her on this conference table.

With no time to waste, I shift forward and bury my cock until my balls rest on her ass. She's staring straight at the TV, lips parted and cheeks flushed. She wants to be dominated, fucked, used. With my hands back on her hips, I start pounding into her. Each time my balls slap her ass I think to myself, "you're mine." This is carnal now, I will have her exactly how I want her. I tighten my grip on her hip while using my other hand to grab a handful of her hair and pull. Her pussy instinctively tightens around my cock as I feel her cream. Caroline is in complete rapture as thrust and slam into her. I want nothing more than to fill her pussy with my thick, hot cum. I'm so close I choke on the words as I finally grunt out,

Where? She understands immediately and responds through gritted teeth.

In... side. Deep inside.

With that I'm falling over the edge as my buried cock empties stream after stream of my cum. My hips buck and a shiver goes up my spine as the last drop empties into her. My breath is ragged and I struggle to focus as I slowly pull out and release my hand from her hair. Caroline's eyes are fixed on my dick as she quickly crouches down and takes me in her mouth. The first wet lick sends another vibration straight down my spine.

As Caroline gets to her feet that's when I notice she is glistening with her release and my cum. I bend over and gently dip two fingers into her sticky, wet pussy. With my fingers coated in our cum I bring them up to her lips. While staring directly into my eyes she takes my fingers into her mouth and laps them clean with her tongue. Nothing turns me on more than knowing my taste is in her mouth and my seed is dripping down her leg. I lean forward and for the first time, softly kiss Caroline on the lips.

That was incredible. Thank you.

Before she can say anything, her watch buzzes again and it's a Zoom chat telling her she's up next to speak. Caroline starts frantically looking for her panties, but I tell her to leave them. "Why", she asks? I just smile and with my eyes motion toward the door.

Once she's left the room, I reach for Caroline's panties. The crotch is soaking wet. I bring it to my nose and my dick twitches as I smell her arousal - a mild, musky scent. I stuff the fabric in my mouth and it's slightly tangy and sweet, like lemon candy. I immediately flash back to my dick buried to the hilt as my balls slapped against her ass over and over again. I'd like to stay in this room and jerk myself off while smelling her panties, but the meeting has started and people will notice if I'm not there. With that I tuck them in my pocket and make my way to the conference room.