Colleagues with Benefits

Colleagues with benefits (this is my first story posted here. If you like it, I have a idea for a very naughty part 2...)

"Don't forget we've got the new lad starting tomorrow".

Mary had completely forgotten there would be a new member of the team.

"Have you met him?" Mary enquired.

"No" Sheila replied. "But apparently he's a bit shy, very young, and oh, very black".

As her friend left the canteen, she looked over her shoulder and winked at Mary.

Mary hadn't been expecting that, she smiled to herself, more thinking of her friend teasing her than anything else.

Mary had got quite used to having 'her' department to herself. She didn't relish the thought of also having to train up a newbie whilst struggling to get the daily work finished. She could see however, that she couldn't cope on her own for much longer.

Mary spent the afternoon trying desperately to get on top of the filing. With the months end coming up, things were really busy. The heat didn't help. The summer was turning out to be unseasonably hot (for Great Britain). Mary sat behind her desk. Her suit jacket draped over the back of her chair. The top two buttons of her white blouse undone in a futile attempt to cool off. As busy as she was, Mary's mind kept wandering during that hot afternoon...

"See you tomorrow girlfriend" Mary called to Sheila across the car park. The heat was still stifling even at 6.30pm. Mary started her car and began to think about her evening.

The house was empty when she got home. But there was nothing strange about that. Mary lived alone, ever since her husband had died suddenly 10 years ago. Not that she was particularly unhappy about her solitude, she had loved her husband greatly and still missed him a decade on, but she had surprised even herself by adjusting to living alone.

Kicking off her shoes, she made her way straight to the fridge. Pouring herself an ice cold glass of water she then slumped onto the sofa. As she sipped the cold fluid, a drop of condensation ran down the glass and dropped straight down her blouse. She shivered as the drop tracked down her lacy bra and came to rest around her nipple. She closed her eyes and automatically gently brushed the cool glass across her nipples.

Mary had had a few relationships since Carl had died, but nothing too serious. She had got used to her 'enforced' independence, and was reluctant to commit. She did however miss the intimacy of a close relationship. At 33 Mary was still a young woman and had 'needs'. This wasn't really an issue though, Mary enjoyed her own body - and she had a good imagination. She prided herself in her appearance, had a good selection of 'toys' and had recently found the joys of online porn.

Her eyes still closed, her mind wandered. Some of her favourite scenes in the films she watched featured black guys. She hadn't realised she had a thing about black men, but she found herself naturally drawn to films featuring black men and white women.

Her hand instinctively drew up her skirt and stroked her bare thigh.

The mobile phone on the side going berserk brought Mary out of her trance. Picking up the phone she saw that it was her Mum calling. Shit, she thought, there goes the moment.

It was 10pm by the time she could snuggle up with her laptop for some relief. As she lay on the bed, post shower, in her favourite blue satin night shorts and top she started searching her go to site. She then spotted a search bar she hadn't noticed before. Tentatively (like she was a young girl doing something wrong) she clicked on 'BBC' and pressed enter.

Pages and pages of clips scrolled past. Glimpses of huge black cocks flashed past her eyes, and she could already feel herself getting aroused, although in truth she had already been turned on in the shower in anticipation of playing with herself.

She randomly clicked on a film clip. She had got lucky; a muscular black guy was kissing a young woman, that didn't look unlike herself. Short blond bob hairstyle, athletic figure, shapely breasts and the same pale English rose complexion.

Mary's hand rubbed her satin shorts over her mound.

The guy was now standing in front of the woman; she looked adoringly up at him as she tugged down his baggy shorts. His semi erect cock sprung up and glanced off of her face. Without prompting, she then grabbed it and gently rolled back the heavy foreskin and sucked at the head greedily.

Mary's fingers slid under the satin and found her sex very wet. She quickly pumped two fingers into herself then pulled back onto her clit...

The guy in the clip was now holding the blonds head as he tried to get more of his now fully erect cock into her mouth. It was clear to Mary that the woman had totally submitted to the stud and would probably let him do what he wanted with her.

Mary's fingers were now steadily rubbing at her clit. With her other hand she was pulling at her breasts and rubbing her nipples.

Back on the screen the guy suddenly reached down and picked the young woman up as if she didn't weigh a thing. Mary noticed again how similar she looked to the actress - blond, cropped hair, fairly short (5' 4) and a shapely figure that most would kill for. Her breasts were full and plump. This comparison continued as the guy laid the woman over the arm of a chair. Her glorious bottom was stuck up in the air and was positively jiggling in anticipation of what was to come.

Mary nearly came when the guy suddenly bent down and buried his face between the blonds' buttocks. He clearly loved it, because he started behaving like an animal - kneading and pulling apart her cheeks. He continued to swipe his strong tongue from cunt to anus. Her bottom and his face were soon glistening with juices. She groaned (as did Mary) when he then pushed two fingers into her and then started probing her tight bud of her anus with his tongue. Mary tried desperately to imagine what this must have felt like. She had recently began to realise how sensitive her rear hole was - most of the porn she watched had shown the anus receiving at least some attention and it empowered her to experiment.

By now Mary's fingers were a blur and she knew she was building to a great orgasm. She now reached under herself with her other hand and after wetting her finger in her cunt she gently pushed against her anus. She was still glued to the screen - not wanting to miss a thing. The guy quickly stood up and rubbed his large cock up and down her crack. Mary reckoned he must have been a good 9" at least. Finally the guy positioned the head between her pussy lips. He held her hips firmly and... just waited there! The blond was going crazy - and so was Mary. At last he pushed forward forcefully - just as Mary involuntary pushed a little harder than planned and her middle finger went straight up tight hole. This started the hardest orgasm that she had in a long time. As she was riving around the bed convulsing she stole a look back at the screen. The guy was now pistoning his cock in and out of the woman with muscular force.

After a couple of minutes, Mary laid back on her bed smiling. She glanced over at the screen - the guy was still going hell for leather. The blond was in another world; Mary didn't think the woman could have stopped him if she had wanted to.

At last the guy groaned loudly and pushed himself right up to the hilt and held himself there. Mary imagined the spurts of thick cum squirting into the young woman. And sure enough, when he finally pulled himself out, the head fell clear and a torrent of cum poured out. It was like a horse has just inseminated a mare. With that wicked vision in her mind she drifted off to a blissful sleep.

"Mary, this is Martin".

Mary was engrossed in her paperwork and hadn't realised Sheila had been standing in front of her desk. She looked up, not at her colleague though, but at the tall young man who was towering above her. She tried to compose herself and got to her feet to welcome the new man. Mary held out her hand and noticed how large Martins hands were in a very one sided handshake.

"I'll leave you two to get acquainted" Sheila said with a wry smile.

After showing Martin around the department and going over the work that would be expected of him, Mary settled back down to her own work. She'd positioned Martin at the end of the room at a spare computer.

The rest of the day passed without issue, save for the fact that Martin would frequently walk over to ask Mary questions. Mary thought this was quite normal though and was happy to offer assistance (even if the sight of the young mans crotch so close to her face was a little distracting).

It was probably on the third day, when Martin was at lunch that Mary thought she'd better check through Martins work so far. Once she'd accessed the computer she was shocked at how little had been done - barely an hour or twos work she guessed. She realised she'd have to talk to him about this.

It was Sheila's day off so at least Mary wouldn't have to worry about her taking the mickey. Once Martin walked back into the office, Mary called him over. She said to bring a chair. Sitting down next to her he looked quizzically at her. She felt herself blushing and smoothed down the front of her skirt for something to do.

"Martin, I've been looking over the work you've done so far"

"Err, Yes?" he replied a little nervously.

"Well, it's just there isn't much to show for 3 days work"

Mary leant back of her chair and crossed her legs. The hot weather hadn't abated so she hadn't worn tights today.

Martin shifted uncomfortably in his chair looking directly at Mary's smooth white legs. "It's just..."

"What?" Mary said resting a hand on his knee.

"It's the distractions" he stated plainly.

"What distractions?" Mary replied innocently.

"You know, women".

Mary felt herself beginning to flush.

Martin continued, "I'm a young man, it's only natural - I'm just so god dam horny all day long."

This statement floored Mary. She had to admire his honesty. After a long pause she composed herself and what came out next even shocked herself.

"Can't you have a wank before you come to work each day?" It felt very strange using the work wank at work and with someone she barely knew.

"It's a nice idea" Martin said, "but I need a women's touch in that department".

Mary thought the conservation was getting out of hand (no pun intended), so got up from her chair and turning away from Martin said he'd have to at least try and focus or else he wouldn't be with them for long.

Martin looked dejected as he walked back to his work station. It was now Mary's turn to struggle to get anything done. All afternoon all she could do was imagine the thoughts the young man might be having right now. She suddenly realised she might be the object of his fantasies. This thought sent a bolt through her and she smiled inwardly.

Just as they were packing up at the end of the day, Mary steeled herself at what she was about to say.

"Martin, would you mind if we started 30 minutes earlier tomorrow?"

"Yes, sure no problem".

As they both got to the door, Martin leaned in close to Mary and said "thanks for the chat earlier, I promise to try extra hard".

Mary thought she'd imagined Martin emphasising the word 'hard'...

That evening Mary finished her chores quickly and made her way to the bedroom. It was still light outside and the heat of the day was still stifling. She'd been looking forward to this moment all day - especially after her talk with Martin.

She realised she wouldn't even need porn tonight - she was already wet. Discarding her clothes she stood in front of the full length mirror and stroked herself. She closed her eyes and imagined Martin standing behind her. His muscular, naked body pressing firmly against her. His large hands roughly grabbing at her breasts and buttocks with pent up passion. She could picture and feel his hot hard cock resting between her cheeks. With one hand still busy between her legs she opened the drawer in front of her and felt around for what she was after.

Her fingers closed around the rubbery shaft and squeezed. "Yes" she murmured to herself.

Mary bent over the drawers and spread her legs. "Fuck me" she said to the imaginary figure behind her. She reached around holding the large dildo and placed it at her cunt opening. Pushing in hard, she soon had it fully in. Looking sideways at herself in the mirror she pulled and pushed at the fake cock until her orgasm shook her to her knees.

Over breakfast Mary contemplated what she had planned today. It was a little risky, but she had decided she had to go through with it. What to wear she mused. After showering she picked a simple matching white bra and panties. A figure hugging grey jersey dress went over the top, the hem stopping just above her knees. She had to admit she looked pretty good.

She was first into the office and had to keep taking deep breaths to stay calm. Two minutes later the door opened and in walked Martin - his usual smart self in short sleeve shirt and slacks.

Mary forced herself to act quickly - before she could talk herself out of it.

"Follow me" she said walking towards the back of the office. There was a door Martin hadn't noticed before. As Mary walked past the water cooler she picked up an empty cup. Mary opened the door and stood by the frame. She motioned for Martin to step into the small store room. Looking at her with wide eyes, he brushed past her and stepped inside.

They stood a few inches apart and Mary suddenly noticed quite how tall he was compared

to her. Looking up at him she simply said "not a word about this to anyone right?"

"About what?" he replied quietly.

"This" she said reaching out and stroking the front of his trousers.

"Ahh" was all he said.

"We have to get you focused on your work, and that's not going to happen unless we take care of this". Mary could already feel Martin getting hard. She moved so she was now standing beside him. With her right hand she felt his arse and her left she started tugging at his belt.

Martin instinctively rested a hand on Mary's bottom cupping a cheek in his full hand. Mary fished out his semi hard cock. She smiled at her first sight of it. He was uncut and a good size even though he was not fully erect. She rested her head on Martins shoulder and carefully started working his foreskin back revealing a bulbous head already leaking precum.

Martin began squeezing Mary's cheeks firmer and firmer - the loose stretchy material of her dress aloud Martin to rub her in her crease.

As Mary held him in her tight grasp he twitched and groaned as he grew harder and harder. Mary's hand suddenly looked very small against the big, black angry cock. Now fully erect, Mary began pumping his cock with long strokes.

"Fuck that's good" Martin whispered in her ear.

After 5 minutes or so, Mary started worrying about the time.

"Are you getting close?" she said without stopping.

"Soon" was all he said.

Another couple of minuets later Martin looked down at Mary and asked he could touch her.

"If you think it will help" she said nervously.

With that Martin pulled up the rear of her dress up to her waist revealing her virginal white knickers. "Beautiful" was all he said looking down.

Mary thought it felt great to be so exposed in front of Martin. She felt him put his hand down the back of her panties and spread her cheeks with his strong fingers. His middle finger reached far enough down to ease between her pussy lips. They both sighed together as his finger pushed in. Christ, Mary thought - even his finger felt like a cock.

Still she pumped away at his cock - frantic now as time was ticking away. She then had an idea. Looking up him she smiled then started rubbing his anus. He immediately started bucking against her. "Now" he said hoarsely. "Quick".

Mary quickly reached for the cup on the shelf. She was just in time - as she held the cup to his cock it jerked violently in her hand. She was shocked and also delighted at the force of his cum hitting the plastic cup. Squirt after squirt filled the cup. "Christ, when did you last come?" she said as she squeezed out the last of it.

"Err, last night with my girlfriend" came the honest reply.

Mary pulled down her dress and tried to compose herself.

"We'd better get back to it" She said as Martin started feeding his now flaccid cock back into his pants.

"Hey" he said as she made for the door "thanks".

"No problem" she winked and made her way back to her desk.

For Mary, the rest of the day was a bit of a fog. Try as she might she couldn't focus on anything other than the memory of that black cock. Martin kept himself to himself and there was no hint of what had happened early that morning.

Martin waited for Sheila to say goodbye at the end of the day before turning to Mary.

"Same time in the morning?" He enquired.

"Well, that depends. Did it help?"

"Oh yes, Much better thanks".

Mary could detect a slight mocking in his voice, but let it pass.

"OK then, same time" Mary said without looking at him.

When Martin had left, Mary went and sat down in front of Martins computer. After looking over Martins work for a short while she quickly came to the conclusion that Martin wasn't cut out for this line of work. There was very little to show for the time, and what was there was clearly made up.

Mary knew then that she would have to report to her manager and state he wasn't even near the mark - he'd have to be moved on.

Mary spent that evening considering what she'd have to do. Martin had to go, that much was clear, but she would definitely miss his 'attentions'. Whilst playing with herself later that evening she decided what she would do. No, what she had to do.

Next morning Mary had a definite spring in her step. She chose a tight fitting navy pencil skirt (again just above her knees) and a simple white blouse. Her underwear consisted of black lacy panties and matching push up bra - not that she really needed one. She decided to pack a small bag of spare underwear so she wouldn't have to sit in damp knickers again all day...

She opened the office door to find Martin already there.

"Morning" he offered, openly eyeing Mary up and down.

"Hi".

Wanting to make the best of the half hour they had alone, Mary walked straight to the storeroom and opened the door.

Martin dutifully followed.

"You stand here" she said indicating the door way. She then walked to the far end on the small room, probably only 4 feet. She bent at the waist and held a low shelf for support. Martin leant against the doorframe taking in the wondrous sight. Mary skirt was pulled tight across her bottom. She looked back at Martin and said quietly, "just looking yeah?" Martin nodded.

With that Mary began pulling up her skirt until it was gathered around her waist.

Martin quickly undone his trousers and stepped out of them. His boxers soon followed. He stroked his cock as he looked on with growing lust. Mary looked back again and smiled. She then reached back and hooked her fingers into her knickers and eased them down over her shapely arse. This definitely got Martin pumping hard. What she did next though was too much. Mary (looking forward now) splayed her cunt lips with her fingers and held herself open. Martin could see the glistening opening. Without warning he breached the gap between them in a second. He urgently pressed his cock head against her sex. Mary let out a long sigh as Martin pushed firmly home until his abdomen was resting against her cheeks.

They both stayed quite still for a few moments just relishing in the pressure they were both feeling.

Martin thought, if she'd not wanted to continue now - she would have said so. Emboldened he pulled back - almost all of the way out. He looked down at their connection - his cock already slick with juice. He grabbed her hips firmly and plunged in again. Mary swore her feet came off the floor with the force of the thrust. Again and again Martin forced his member in and out. Mary was delirious. She had never felt desire like it. She had submitted and now he was going to carry out his will - and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Mary could sense his passion rising - he reached up to her shoulders and forcibly pulled her back onto his cock.

"I'm going to come" he said in her ear. "Do you want me to pull out?"

"Don't you dare" Mary replied indignantly.

"Fine" he said mockingly "you asked for it".

With that he pushed forward one last time and held himself tight to her. Mary could feel his cock pulsing inside her and she revelled at the thought of the sperm hitting her Virginia walls.

After what seemed like an age he gently withdrew his softening cock. As soon as it fell free, a steady flow of thick cum leaked down Mary's legs.

Mary suddenly wished she had had the view that Martin just had. Before she could stand herself up, Martin leant forward and planted a soft kiss right on Mary's rear hole. With that he gathered up his trousers and left the room. He soon returned with some kitchen towel and cleaned up his sperm from her legs and sex.

After a visit to the toilet to freshen up and change Mary sat back down at her desk in a daze. Eventually she got herself together and got stuck into her work. Around midday she realised she had been putting off the inevitable - she would have to speak to her boss about Martin.

Being Friday, Mary decided today was as good as any. After scooting off to her line manager she returned somewhat sheepishly.

Martin sensed a change in the atmosphere, and eventually asked outright if he was for the chop.

"I'm sorry Martin; I just don't think this is the right position for you".

He simply shrugged his shoulders and carried on doing whatever he was doing on his computer.

At 3.30pm the door suddenly opened and a very cheerful co-worker informed them that the department had just secured a lucrative contract that would see their jobs safe for at least another 6 months.

"Down tools Mary" he called over "we're all finishing early and heading too the pub".

"Cool" Mary replied. "I'll be along soon - I'll just finish up here".

Once the door had closed, Mary stood up and walked over to Martin. Standing by his shoulder she rested a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you going to join us?"

Martin reached up and held Mary's hand against him.

"I don't think so" he replied dejectedly.

Mary left it at that and went back to her desk. She was feeling awful about the situation.

Then Martin got up with purpose and walked to the stationary cupboard and opening the door he glanced back and said "do you need any stationary?" He paused before adding "for the last time?"

Mary looked at the door to the office then back to the cupboard. If she was going to fore fill her deepest fantasy - this was probably the best chance she was going to get. She got up and pulled the blinds down, then quietly turned the key in the door lock. As soon as the lock went in she realised she had accepted her fate.

Looking as coquettish as she could, she sidled over to Martin with her hands behind her back.

"I am really sorry" she said quietly looking at her feet. There was a brief pause before Martin grabbed her and spun her around. He held her hands tight with one hand and with the other he held her throat.

"You will be" he hissed into her ear.

In a lightning flash Mary found herself across Martins lap. She tried to get up but he was far too strong. The first smack took Marys breath away. There was a big pause before the next. There was no words from Mary, so Martin thought he was on the right track. Her then roughly rucked up Marys skirt revealing her panties stretched tight across her cheeks. Mary then started to protest "stop it! No no!

"Yes yes" Martin repied laughing. He immediately started slapping each cheek in turn. Mary was shocked at the pain. He gave her no respite - he just continued his rhythmic slaps. Mary was wriggling and panting by now, she could feel the heat coming from her behind.

"Have you had enough?" Martin taunted.

"Yes" was all that came out of Mary's mouth.

"Well, I haven't" Martin barked, and with that he tugged down her knickers so they fell around her ankles.

Mary couldn't believe she was in her own office with her bottom bared. She fought with all of her strength but it was to no avail.

Martin started really going for it now. The skin on skin slap was so much more intense. After probably only 2 or 3 minuets Martin slowed his pace and started grabbing her cheeks and squeezing gently. He then knocked her legs apart. He then gently rubbed a finger down her crease till it found her sex.

His finger slipped easily in and Mary exhailed loudly.

"Good girl" He said. Mary was lost in ecstasy - how could she feel such pleasure from being in pain?

Martin stood up and Mary shakily got to her feet. "Bend over the desk" he barked.

Mary did as she was told and waited patiently to feel his cock. Martin had other plans though, he knelt down behind her and started planting kisses all over her red cheeks. Then he pulled her cheeks apart and put his face to her crease. God that feels good Mary thought to her self. Martin's strong tongue lapped at her cunt greedily. After a while he moved further up and pushed his tougue against her anus. He then started jabbing her with it. With a free hand he reached under her and found her clit. Even Martin was surprised at how swollen it felt. This however was too much for Mary and her legs buckled under the force of her orgasm.

Before she could recover she felt Martins hard cock being swiped back and forward between her cheeks.

"Do you trust me Mary?" Martin asked as he carried on. Mary wasn't really with it by now, but she knew she didn't want to stop.

"Yes" she whispered. Hearing this Martin pushed his cock into her cunt. He then started urgently thrusting. Christ, he's a machine she thought after 5 minutes of solid pounding.

Suddenly Martin pulled out. Mary knew he hadn't come, perhaps he was going to come over her back. Mary thought about the sight of ribbons of spunk arcing over her and smiled. Martin hadn't finished though. Mary then felt pressure pushing against her rear hole.

She quickly realised she was going to get buggered for the first time. He took his time and gently pushed. Eventually her muscles relaxed enough for the head to slide in.

"Fuck" was all |Mary could say. Over the next few seconds Martin continued to push inside. Mary couldn't believe how intense it was. It wasn't really pain, no it was - just a nice kind of pain. Martin withdrew and she felt him enter her cunt again. Only a couple of strokes before he pulled out again and pressed against her anus. He slipped in easier this time and started fucking her properly. Mary was in heaven, she even reached under herself and started frigging her clit. Mary was getting louder and louder in her ecstasy, so much so, Martin gently put a hand over her mouth - he certainly didn't want to be disturbed. Martin could feel his orgasm approaching. "Where do you want me to come" he asked matter of factly. He released his hand from Mary's mouth and she replied "everywhere".

"Fine". Was all he said.

With that he increased his thrusts until he gave a low groan. He pulled out after the first spurt and then shoved his cock straight up her cunt. Another spurt and he pulled out and wanked himself over her bottom and back. The spunk was still coming out when he directed her to get on her knees. She greedily took his softening cock into her mouth. She spent the next couple of minutes teasing the remainder of his come out. After swallowing she then looked down at herself, there was cum running out of bottom and cunt, pooling on the floor, knickers still around her ankles. Her blouse was damp and stuck to her back.

Martin bent down and kissed her hard, his tongue even snaking into her mouth.

"You were great" he said.

"You too" was all she could reply...

"After doing up his trousers he smiled for the last time and said "I think my work is done here". He unlocked the door and disappeared.

To be continued..?