2. Tulum Beach

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A few days after our late night office fun has me convinced that it was a dream. Angela is as focused and driven as ever, and the deadlines keep coming. Which is why I'm surprised when Angela comes in my office after a group meeting towards the end of the business day.

Would you mind staying late tonight? She looks me over and gives me a sexy smirk that I feel in my cock. That unfinished night.

I think we need to revisit that project we were working on. I blink at her, and nod once. She thanks me, and heads back to her own office, lifting her skirt to flash me her bare ass.

Holy shit, there goes any chance of getting anything done between now and then. But I'm unsure about this. I want to get a read on what we're doing.

I like it, no doubt about that. But I'm nervous. I want more.

But I'm not sure we're on the same page. Angela sends me a text about an hour later with a winky face and nothing else. My worries fade, just like that.

I can only think of her mouth on mine. Her tongue teasing mine. How hard she rode my fingers.

How she looked when she was coming. And my cock is ready to go, just like that. Looking up I see Lisa, another part of our team.

She wears baggy, androgynous clothes, but she doesn't fool anyone. She's got a gorgeous body, in her army fatigues and heavy jackets with her couldn't care less attitude. I have yet to find anything that gets her riled or bothered.

Her eyes meet mine. Lisa doesn't back down. And I admire her.

She's a drummer in a punk band on weekends. And once, the whole office caught a charity gig she was doing. It's when she lets her passion really flow, and she is incredibly sexy.

I'm about to leave, need anything? I swallow my lust, which is apparently in overdrive today, and shake my head. She nods, and heads out after a moment.

That leaves Angela and I alone in the office. She watches Lisa head to the elevator, and waves on her way to me. It's just you and me now.

I grin, and she turns to lock the office door, just in case. Crossing the room, she kisses me hard, sucking my tongue, and branding me as hers. It's not fair that she can drive me insane this easily.

Angela draws back, and strokes down my chest. I haven't stopped thinking about you. I keep thinking it was all an amazing dream.

She tugs on my belt, as she sinks to her knees in front of me. I'm ready to lose my mind at this sight alone, her low-cut top showing her cleavage. Her skirt pulled up over her bare ass as she looks up at me, unzipping my suit pants.

She drags my pants and boxers down, and watches my cock spring to attention. I'm so ready for her. She grins.

I brush my hand over her cheek. It's all yours. In one motion, her hand circles and slides down my cock, followed by her hot mouth.

I pant, and fist her hair as she sucks and licks. Her tongue finds each sensitive spot on my cock as she strokes me and sucks me at the same time. She feels so good, her wet mouth sucking until it feels so tight, her soft hand circling and cupping my balls as she takes me even deeper.

Touch yourself too. I feel the hum of her lips around my cock as she slips her hand between my legs, and I see her fingers work. Between this view and her amazing mouth taking me deeper and deeper until I'm in her throat is too much.

It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen, the best thing I've ever felt. That feels so good, don't stop. Her eyes meet mine, and that does me in.

I explode into her mouth as she continues to lick across the head of my cock, sending shivers racing along my nerves. Angela sits back on her heels with a smile. She stands up and strips for me, stroking over her breasts, then down between her legs.

I'm fixated, can't help but watch as she lays on the floor and bites her lip. Hungry? She props her legs up, offering me a view of her soaking wet, bare pussy.

I don't need to be asked twice. Dropping to the floor, I wrap my legs around her thick thighs and drag her closer to me so I can kiss along the silky skin leading to her pussy. You have no idea how much I want you, how good you taste.

I bury my face between her legs. I lap her up from entrance to clit. I move slowly, long swipes to find what she likes best, where she needs me the most.

I lose myself in how good she tastes and hold her tighter. Her fingers knot in my hair and she tugs me closer as I flick my tongue over her clit. Her back arches and she rolls her hips against my tongue, bucking against my mouth.

I go faster, devouring her like we both need. She grabs my hair and holds me in place as she thrusts against my face, using my tongue exactly like she needs it. Her thighs tighten and I know that she's close.

Even as her body shakes and spasms with her orgasm, I don't stop. I want her to keep coming, want her to know how much I enjoy this, enjoy her. I keep lapping and sucking as she rides out her orgasm.

I slowly lick her juices up and press a kiss to her belly, then up her side until I can wrap my lips around her nipple as I tease her pussy with a single finger. I want to make her come again and again. I turn her so she's on her hands and knees and she looks over her shoulder at me, her lips open, her hair a mess and her cheeks red.

I cup her round ass and slowly slide my cock into her dripping pussy, inch by inch. I savor how good she feels and the sounds she makes. She feels like heaven, wet, hot, tight.

I'm so hard from watching her come and her pussy quivers as I fill her. I try to take my time, to make it last, make it good, but Angela thrusts back against me as greedy as I'm trying not to be. I hold her hips in my hand, but let her glide on my cock, back and forth, rolling her hips and using me to pleasure herself.

It's so sexy. She knows exactly what she wants and takes it happily. I reach around us and rub her clit.

She feels so good that I can't help but thrust. Angela looks back at me, watching as I fuck her. I grip her shoulders and thrust hard and fast, meeting every roll of her hips and burying myself in her over and over again.

She rubs her ass against me with each thrust until I'm over the edge. I can't hold out and I feel her quivering. Come with me baby, come with me now.

We collapse together, tangled and shining with sweat. She rolls and kisses me in slow, lazy strokes that set my skin on fire. Angela, this Angela that gives and takes and knocks the wind out of me.

As we catch our breath, she lays across my chest and taps her fingers slowly in patterns. I'm too lost in bliss. Then she prompts herself on her elbow and meets my gaze, asking me what I think about our co-worker Lisa.

She's a good worker, a great team member. Angela rolls her eyes. I listen as she talks about a trip the three of us need to take.

To sell a potential client on our designs. We could be in adjoining rooms, not needing to hide from anyone, able to see what happens. But I know by the gleam in her eyes that Angela already has plans for us and I'd be an idiot if I wasn't interested.

So I smile and rub her hip. I'm a team player.