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Alex Thinks He's Fired

Between working too much and being divorced, I slid into a routine of boring porn addiction. It wasn't boring while I was doing it, but each time I finished, I felt sad.

Getting divorced wasn't my idea. My ex decided that one of her co-workers was the love of her life.   It caught me off guard because our sex life was amazing for the first three years we were married.  

A year later, I tried to avoid thinking about the fact that I hadn't touched a woman since my ex. Each morning, I came to work early and used one of the executive bathrooms to watch porn or read erotic stories. Because my cell phone signal wasn't strong in that area of the building, I connected to the super-fast Wi-Fi. My usual routine was to watch or read about fifteen minutes of content before finishing.  

The routine was enough to satisfy me. It was a poor substitute for sex, but it kept me sane.  

Everything changed a couple of months ago. Shortly before lunch one Tuesday, my email pinged. Clicking it, I saw that it was a message from the IT group. One of the tech managers, named Angela, attached an encrypted message to the email.  

Opening it, I reread the message three times: "You are in violation of our company electronic access policy. Specifically, connection to websites engaged in adult content while on company property. Please come see me at your earliest convenience."Alex Thinks He

I sat at my desk for at least ten minutes, going over excuses and scenarios that might keep me from getting fired. I expected HR to meet me in Angela's office. I didn't want to lose my job because I had worked there for nine years.  

When I stepped out of my office to go to lunch, instead of heading to the cafeteria, I walked across to the building with the IT offices. If I were going to get fired, I'd rather get it over with. I should have replied to Angela's encrypted email. Still, I held out a slim hope that if I dropped in on her unexpectedly without giving her time to contact HR, I could plead for my job.  

I went inside the IT area and told the tech at the help desk that I needed to speak to Angela. She noted my name and asked me to wait.  

The next ten minutes seemed to drag on forever. Finally, a side door opened and Angela exited.  

"Alex, good morning. Is this about the email I sent this morning?" Angela was about the same age as me. Her dark hair and glasses seemed appropriate for her job. She dressed nicely but always seemed to wear baggier clothes.  

"Yes," I answered. "I just want to get it over with."

Angela looked at me sternly. Instead of addressing me, she turned to the front desk tech. "Hold my calls for the next hour. I have to do an in-service session with Alex."

The tech nodded as I stood up and followed Angela through the side door. I walked behind her down a long hallway until we reached her office. She swiped her badge, opened the door, and motioned me inside.  

I sat in one of the two chairs on the right side as Angela went around the desk. Her desk was long. Three monitors sat in the middle. Only a single flower occupied one side of her long desk.  

Once seated, she swiped her badge and logged into the computer. She clicked for a few seconds as a strange look passed across her face.

A monitor on the opposite wall came on as Angela shared her screen. Looking up, I was horrified to see that one of the last pages I had browsed while masturbating in the administration bathroom was on the monitor.  

"Each website you visit while on company Wi-Fi is logged, Alex." Angela looked across the desk at me as she briefly looked up at the monitor opposite me.  

I nodded. While I knew that the company could theoretically track our website usage, I had never heard of anyone mentioning that someone might look at it.  

Angela shook her head. "Some of this is pretty graphic. Like this one, for example." Angela clicked her mouse, and another video appeared on the wall monitor.  

In the video, a dark-haired woman straddled a man as he sat. She hovered above him, holding the head of his penis between her legs as she teased and pumped him. The man was desperately trying to thrust inside of her and finish.

"Do you think it's appropriate to watch this kind of content while at work?" Angela's voice sounded monotone as she looked across the desk at me.  

"Or this?" Angela clicked her mouse and forwarded the video. When I looked back up at the monitor, I cringed. As the man in the video groaned and jerked, he shot huge ropes of cum onto the woman's stomach and legs. Despite being afraid I would lose my job, I felt my dick twitch.  

Angela let the video continue to play. After the man finished cumming, the woman positioned the head of his dick between her legs and let her weight drop. His leaking dick disappeared inside her as she leaned back and began fucking him.  

"There are dozens of these in your web history. But you know that. Do you have anything to say?" Angela continued to watch the video as she spoke.

"I..." Everything I was about to say disappeared from my head. Angela had me dead to rights. If HR saw those videos, I would lose my job immediately.  

"It's embarrassing, isn't it? To know that other people know what you like and what gets you off."

I looked at Angela. Something about the way she said the words "get you off" sounded different.  

I nodded. I didn't understand why Angela let the video play. She looked back up at the monitor, ignoring me. As awkward as it was, I watched the woman in the video as her hand slipped between her legs and she started shaking violently from an intense orgasm.  

Angela clicked on another video. The same dark-haired actress was bent over a desk as the man behind her held her head down and fucked her from behind. For two minutes, I watched until the man grunted, pulled out of the woman, and sprayed his cum across her back and legs.   When he was done, he pushed back inside her and pounded her until she started screaming.  

For a moment, I forgot that I was sitting in the IT office, watching porn with someone who could get me fired. My dick wasn't aware of the circumstances. It was hard and pushed against my pants.  

Angela said something, but I missed it. "What?" 

"You have a hardon, don't you? Is that appropriate?" Angela looked at me sternly over the top of her glasses.  

Angela paused the video. The woman orgasming froze.  

Angela pushed back her chair and stood up. She removed her glasses and put them on the desk. Walking around the side, she stood in front of me, partially blocking the monitor.  

Despite being turned on, this is when I expected her to tell me I was fired. Instead, her hands reached for the bottom of her loose blouse and unbuttoned the bottom button. She continued to do the rest of the buttons.  

My mouth dropped open as she pulled her blouse open, exposing her body. To my surprise, she was in excellent shape. The black bra she wore was trimmed in silver lace. Angela pulled the shirt off her shoulders and then off her arms. She tossed it to the desk.  

"Let me see what you have," Angela said. She nodded toward me.  

"What?"

"You heard me. Let me see your dick." Angela took a step closer. Her eyes were twinkling.

My hands were trembling as I stood up and undid my belt. It took me a few seconds to unfasten my pants. As I pulled my underwear away from my dick, it popped straight out in front of me.  

"Take your pants and shoes off," Angela said.  

Pushing my pants down, I sat on the edge of the chair. Still fumbling, I removed my shoes and socks and then pulled my pants off both legs. My dick twitched as I moved.  

"Sit down," Angela instructed.  

I sat in the chair and watched Angela as she stared at my dick. When she didn't move toward me, I circled my dick with my right hand and pumped. I felt like I could finish in ten seconds with her watching me.  

"Did I tell you to do that?" Angela spoke loudly.

My hand froze. I shook my head.

Angela moved toward me. She unfastened the top of her pants and then pulled the zipper down. She stepped out of her shoes. As I held my breath and watched, Angela pulled her pants down.   She wore matching black panties that accentuated her muscled legs. I had no idea what kind of body she had been concealing under her loose clothes.  

She turned away from me and pulled her panties down and then off. Turning back toward me, she slowly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. When her hard nipples popped loose, I almost came.

Angela stepped toward me. Moving to my right, her right hand went between my legs and squeezed my balls. Her hand moved up and then lightly began to pump me.

When I groaned, Angela said, "Don't you dare cum yet!"

Angela's eyes met mine as she stroked me. "I've been watching you for a month. Sitting here in my office or at home watching the same videos you have. Cumming when you probably do "

An electric charge went up my back as she spoke.  

"I'm going to make you cum with my hand. But then you're going to have to let me finish just like in the video, okay?"

I was barely capable of clear thought. I nodded as her hand moved faster.  

Angela moved her right leg over mine as she sat on my legs. Her left hand went to my balls and caressed as her other hand pumped faster and faster.  

I didn't even try to hold back. In less than a minute, I almost screamed. The first shot of cum flew up and landed on my chest.  

Angela gasped as the next one landed across her right nipple.  

When I kept spurting, Angela whispered, "Damn!" She watched as her eyes widened, and I continued shooting across both of us. My mind went blank as the orgasm took control. I don't know how long I spurted.

Angela's hand continued to pump me even when I was finished. When I managed to open my eyes fully, I felt Angela's weight shift. Just as the woman had done in the video, Angela held the head of my dick directly between her legs and rubbed it into her pussy. I watched as she lowered herself onto me.  

"Fuck," Angela whispered.

Angela began fucking as much as she could. When I moved my hands to her hips, she pushed them away. I held the bottom of the seat as Angela had her way with me.  

"No. Pinch my nipples!"

I moved my hands up to her breasts and began slowly pulling and pinching.  

Angela responded by pumping faster.  

"Just like that," she hissed.

When Angela moved her right hand from the top of her thigh and slid it between her legs, I knew she was close.  

Her fingers fumbled fast across her clit. I pulled her nipples harder as she struggled to catch her breath. When she started thrusting on me more erratically, I watched her face as her head bent back.  

The moment her orgasm started, her tongue darted out of her mouth as she grunted. Her orgasm consumed her. Her breasts bounced and heaved as I managed to keep my fingers on her nipples.  

"Uuuh! Uuuuh!" Angela's voice became incoherent mumbles as she let herself go. For the next several seconds, her pussy pulsed and clamped me. Her hips finally lost control as she let herself fall to my legs. Her hand continued to flick across her clit as she grunted.  

When she slumped and her hand relaxed between her legs, I moved my hands from underneath the chair where I was gripping it to the back of her legs. Angela was too relaxed to notice that I had pushed my weight forward.  

When I heaved up, Angela's eyes opened in surprise. Her hands flew up behind my neck as I stood up.  

I held her legs tight as I stumbled over to the desk with my dick still buried inside of her. I quickly pushed the small vase on the end of the desk toward her monitors and leaned over.  

In a couple of seconds, I spread Angela across her desk. Running my hands along her legs, I lifted them and then slid my hands to her ankles.  

Without hesitation, I began to slam in and out of her.  

Angela grunted hard. "Don't cum in me."

Ignoring her, I held her ankles hard as I gave her everything I had. Watching her cum made me want to make her do it again with me inside of her.  

Angela's breasts bounced wildly as I plunged in and out. Her eyes met mine as I fucked her.  

Even as I began to sweat, I didn't slow down. When Angela's eyes started to close, I felt her hips jerking involuntarily.  

"Fuck," Angela grunted. "Again..."

Angela came hard. Her hands became claws on the desk as her back arched. A year of no contact gave me more than enough motivation to fuck her senseless.

Angela gasped and grunted as she came. I held her legs up high as I watched her finish.  

I continued to thrust hard. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to catch my breath, but I didn't care.  

When the tingling started between my legs, I didn't intend to pull out. The first shot felt like liquid fire as it shot into her. Angela's pussy clamped around me as I continued to shoot inside of her. Even though my first orgasm was huge, this one was long. I managed to keep thrusting until I felt only small spasms.  

Slipping in and out of her, I watched Angela's face as she looked up at me. To my surprise, she was smiling. I realized that she had tricked me by telling me not to cum in her.  

Finally coming to a stop, I let Angela's legs rest on each shoulder as my hands rubbed up and down her legs.  

"That was the first time I've had an orgasm with a man inside of me in a long time," Angela said, her voice a little hoarse.

"I take it I'm not fired?" I almost laughed when I said it.  

"Only if we don't do this again," Angela answered.

I trailed my fingers across her legs one more time and then to her stomach. Angela jerked from my touch.  

Angela's eyes opened fully. "Pick another kind of video you like and watch it. Will do whatever turns you on."

"As long as it includes you cumming," I said.

"Oooh! I like that idea."

When I pulled Angela up from the desk, she surprised me by circling her hands around my back. When her head tilted up, I kissed her mouth and face.  

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