Your New Coworker Himbo has a Familiar Voice... - All Parts (NSFW)

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Hey. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I hope it's not a bother.

But, oh god I'm sorry, can you remind me what your name is again? Yes, that's right, thank you. I'm sorry, I'm great with faces, but I'll probably have to ask you that again, and one more time after that.

I really suck at remembering names and numbers. Okay, thanks. Yeah, I know, I know, it's a lot of new people all at once.

But like, I work with you, I should remember that. Sorry. Um, right, sorry, uh, yeah, so the boss asked me to take a look at this spreadsheet so that I can familiarize myself with the, uh, ooh, the, um, problem project.

I can't remember the name for it. The big one? I think it's like all you guys have been working on.

Yes, that's it, thank you. God, you guys have so many acronyms. Um, anyways, you mentioned that if I get stuck, uh, I could ask you for some help.

Is, uh, is that okay? Did he mention that to you? Okay, awesome, thank you, thank you.

God, uh, yeah, so I've poked around a little bit and, um, well I guess I am stuck. If you, uh, if you have like, you know, a minute or two. Okay, thank you, thank you.

Yeah, man, I always feel so bad for interrupting people. I feel like I'm breaking the usual silence in the office every half hour. Oh, thank you, that's very nice.

Um, yeah, it is quiet in here, yeah. Well, it might be a nice change now, but, uh, just you wait. I know I talk way too much.

If I'm ever too loud, you can always, like, tell me to shut up or whatever. You say that now, but, um, I am pretty sure my voice will get under your skin eventually, with my head poking over the cubicle wall every five minutes. Anyways, yes, um, yeah, I am a bit stuck.

Uh, oh god, okay. With all of it. Yeah, yeah, um, I don't really know what I'm looking at.

Like, uh, like, like at all. Um, I know, you know, I know we went, we all went to school, right? Um, we probably have the same degree.

Uh, I think I recognize some of the equations used in there, but, uh, yeah, I just gotta be honest. Um, the most I've ever used Excel, like, in my whole life has been, uh, the sum equation. That's, uh, that's kind of it.

And there are a lot of spooky words in there, and, um, like a shitload of numbers. Now, I did, I did say at the interview before I started, I was totally honest, because I, you know, fucking hate lying. I probably shouldn't swear that much in the office.

Oh god, I'm sorry. So I didn't lie, and, uh, they said that was fine, and that I would catch on quickly, but I, I literally don't even know where to begin, and what to look at, and I feel like an idiot. Okay, yeah, sorry, sorry, a little too loud, yeah, my bad.

Um, right, okay. Are you, are you sure that's okay? I don't, I don't want it to feel like you're holding my hand through all of this, but you sure? I feel like, okay, okay, thank you.

Look, I'll take notes, look, I'll take notes, um, so hopefully, you know, I'll learn, maybe, maybe don't go too quick. Okay, uh, right, um, what, what do you mean it starts here, and why that's like halfway down the sheet? Uh, okay.

Hmm? You have a question for me? Well, this isn't like a quiz, is it, right? I'm, I'm gonna fail if this is a quiz.

I don't know anything that I'm looking at. Huh? Uh, I, I don't think so.

Um, I'm pretty bad with names, but I, I actually am pretty good at recognizing faces, unless it was like a really long time ago, if you totally changed your look or something. I don't think we've met before. I would have definitely recognized you if we did.

No, no, I don't, I don't mean that in a bad way. Um, trust me, no, I just, yeah, yeah, no, I just remember if you, if we met. Fuck.

Um, my voice. Uh, I mean, like, yeah, like online. Um, I guess I do kind of do some, like, some voice acting, if you could call it that.

It's like, it's like a hobby of sorts. Um, mostly for YouTube and stuff like that. It's not a, I'm not like popular or anything.

It really is like a small little hobby that I have. Um, maybe you heard like, maybe, I don't know, maybe you heard like one of the channels I narrated for something. I've jumped around.

I've done a lot of different projects. Uh, none of them are very big, but you know, the internet's the sea of unknown, maybe. Yeah.

Yeah. I guess, um, a few years ago I did something for one of those, like, I don't know, one of those really click bait. Wow.

That sounds bad, doesn't it? But I mean, I guess it was, uh, I got out of that as soon as I realized how shitty it was. And honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if they were just using AI for everything now, but that's a rant for another time.

Um, yeah, sorry. One of those like really shitty clickbait top 10 spooky videos that will keep you up at night. That's the kind of bullshit.

Uh, God, I'm sorry. I shouldn't swear that much. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't swear that much. My bad. Um, you don't mind.

Okay, good. Oh, it's been a while since I've worked in an office. I feel like I need to relearn the, uh, the whole etiquette, the audio book.

Um, I mean, I've done, uh, like narration before for, uh, other YouTube channels. What, uh, what website do you know? Maybe it was YouTube, you know, small, small world and all that.

Um, do you, I'm sorry. This is like a really, really fucking awkward question to ask. Um, do you know where the bathroom is? I was shown like once this morning and, um, as soon as I leave like this main office room, it is a maze.

I know you're probably used to it. I'm sure I will be, but, uh, I don't even know how to like leave to go home. Um, which will be a question for like four hours from now, but, uh, yeah.

Is that okay? Okay. Thanks.

Sorry. I feel like I've already taken you away from so much of your work. Uh, thanks.

Sorry. Yeah. It it's past the hoop.

I don't know. I have no idea who the sales team are. Um, I feel like I saw it.

Um, maybe. Are you sure? Okay.

Yeah. I'll follow you. Oh, I'm sorry.

Lead the way. Oh, wait, wait, wait. This actually is familiar.

It's just down that hall there. Isn't it? Oh, sweet.

Okay. That's actually not that hard. I can definitely find my way back.

Thank you. Huh? What? What do you mean? Oh God.

Is it really? Is it really that bad? I know people treat public bathrooms like a public bathroom, but I don't think it's a public bathroom.

I know people treat public bathrooms like, well, um, shit, but, uh, oh yeah, no, that's repulsive and unfortunate. There is another one. I mean, yeah.

I don't mind going out of the way if I can avoid a, uh, chemical waste zone, so to speak. Yeah, please keep going. I'll follow you.

All right. Oh, dang. It is.

It's a lot more quiet back here. I can see what you mean. Does, does anyone come back here? I feel like I haven't seen someone for like five minutes or something.

Well, I'll remember that for when I need a break. Um, not, not that, you know, I'll do that often or anything. Okay.

I'm glad I'm not alone in that. You're not like a workaholic or anything. No.

Okay. Thank God. Um, huh? Oh yeah, sure.

I use Reddit all the time. Probably more than I should, honestly. It can be like, you know, a bit of an echo chamber at times or to be honest, like all the time.

I mean, G. W. O.

Is my voice that familiar to you? You're not, you're not like taking me back here to fire me. Are you? I mean, if you, uh, listen, I don't know what, what you heard or how much of a, oh, how much of me, I guess you've listened to, but please look, it's, it's separate.

Okay. I was told this company values privacy. It doesn't like prime to what people do at home.

They even punish it. If you share things that your coworkers don't want you to, I look, I haven't even logged into Reddit at work once. Okay.

I barely checked my phone. I've shown up on time every day. I look, I get it.

It's probably weird. And I don't know. It's probably what fucking weird.

I don't know. It's probably I don't know. It's probably what fucking creepy or something, right? It makes you uncomfortable knowing what your coworker does.

I can go like, I don't care. I can move through that. Okay.

It won't affect you. I leave that shit at home. It's just, it's just what I do.

And I, oh boy, I need this job. Please. I, I just started here and money is, uh, what? What do you mean? It's not, it's not what you were just.

Oh, I get it. You were just being a slot, huh? Oh, come on.

No, come here. Don't fucking walk away. Look at me.

You just, what, what were you thinking? Because I have a pretty good idea asking if I've heard of GWA. It's not fucking subtle.

It's not a clever little hint. It's not something everyone does. Does what I do is not something everyone does.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You knew what you meant. You know exactly who I fucking am and what I do.

Don't you? Oh, for fuck's sake. Of course you do.

That's why you were stealing looks at me all morning long. Jesus Christ. I thought it was cause I was new asking way too many fucking questions being too loud.

Maybe I was being too fucking loud, huh? Loud enough for you to hear a voice you recognized. I bet you even recognize my fucking face.

Don't you? Having the courage to ask if I know about GWA, you were 100 fucking sure you knew who I was. You've probably seen me all the fucking time.

All the time I post, oh my god, horny fucking gym pictures where I'm just a whore for attention. And that look on your face is just the goddamn icing on the cake. So here I am.

Congratulations. You found me. You found me.

You worked your way until, well, until you literally have me alone in an abandoned corner. You clever girl, you. You were being a slut.

What? Because you were hoping I'd treat you like one. Am I wrong? Is there even a bathroom back here or was that the only thing on your mind luring me into a corner where no one could hear you scream like you want to?

No? No? Well, then, sorry I called you out for it.

Yes, I have heard of GWA. Yes, that's me. Congratulations.

I hope you're happy now. But I will complain to HR if you even whisper it or think it around me, okay? So, I don't know.

Go on your way. Enjoy your feeling of fulfillment, being right, whatever. Yeah, whatever.

What? What do you want? You're sorry? Sorry for what? I said, sorry for what? Not sorry what? Sorry, sir.

Oh, fuck. Jesus. Oh, come on.

You really did bring me back here for your fantasies, didn't you? Hey, hey, hey. No, no, no.

Stop it. Look at me. Look at me.

Right here. Now, listen. I can let you go.

I can pretend this never happened, okay? I don't know if you can, but I'm a pretty good actor. You should fucking know that.

I can smile and be dumb in the office all you want, if that is what you want. But if you want something here, right now, then tell me, okay? If you've listened to me so much that you recognized me that easily, then you should have an idea of what I like, don't you?

You know I just record the shit that I love. So, tell me what you want. Tell me what you need right now.

Look me in the eyes. Give me that nasty fucking smile and make me catch my breath. There's nothing fucking hotter in the whole world than someone wanting you so badly that they just suck it up and tell you bluntly, directly, shamelessly.

No games, no subtle little fucking hints. No hoping and needing and wanting them to come to you first. I can see it in your eyes, reading across your face.

If you tell me exactly what you need from me, I'll give it to you exactly how you want it. So, what'll it be? What? Right here in the back of the office where we could both lose our jobs? Oh, that's filthy.

I love it. What a good girl. Well, if you love all the filthy things that come out of my mouth, then why don't you give it a little taste yourself?

Fuck. You know, I never thought anyone would recognize my voice. There's really not that many people following me, but something about it, about knowing that you get off on all the same shit I do.

But it's even better than that, isn't it? You don't just have those same fantasies, all the same fetishes. You have them with me, specifically.

Fuck. Fuck, that's hot. Come on, move your hand down there.

Don't you want to feel how hard I've been getting? You don't just like hearing those degrading fucking words, listening to those scenes play out. You like hearing them off my tongue, specifically.

You flick your little cunt while I call you my slut. And now you want the same, with my cock buried deep inside you instead of a toy. Isn't that right? Isn't that exactly why you brought me back here? Keep squeezing at my cock through my jeans, but that's not an answer.

Oh, here, let me get it out for you. Yes, what? Go on, touch it, you know you want to.

Good girl. Yes, what? Oh, that's better, isn't it? Yes, sir, it just sounds so right when your fist is wrapped around a nice, hard, thick shaft, doesn't it?

But if you're going to be like this, maybe I won't be so greedy the first time. I'll give you a little something to run your brain wild with, something to really get inside your head and make you come back for more. Oh, what am I saying? Turn around and drop your fucking pants.

Stop acting so surprised. What? Did you lie when you said nobody ever comes back here? Are we going to get caught? No? Then don't you want to know what I can do to you? So turn around and get those pants down.

There we go, look at that ass. Bend over a bit, won't you? Lean up against the wall, there you go.

Fuck, look at you. Oh, and these sexy little panties too. Did you know who I was before? The moment they hired me, were you waiting for the opportunity to bring me back here? God, that's fucking filthy.

Oh, I love that. But these are in the way of what I want. There we go.

Oh, look at that cute little pussy just poking out from behind your ass. And already so wet. If you've tasted my lips, isn't it only fair if I get to taste yours? Mm-hmm.

God, look at you. I practically have to bury my face in your ass to get my tongue out your cunt. That's not so bad, is it? Haven't you always thought about sitting on my fucking face? Ah, isn't there just something a bit more hot about that? I'm the big strong man who calls himself your master.

Laying down while you grind your cunt all over his face. Your moans aren't really an answer, but that seems to have made you push back and grind into my face more. Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

The hallway isn't really a place for me to lay down like that. Maybe it's something we can work on for next time. That got even more from you, didn't it? Knowing that there will be a next time.

Ah, fuck. All right, all right. Fuck, I love your ass.

But you seemed so reluctant to let go of my cock. Something tells me you wouldn't be fully satisfied if my tongue was all you got. Ah, well, maybe I'm the one that wouldn't be.

The look at you standing there shaking your ass at me like it's some piece of fucking candy that I can't resist. Ah, I guess maybe it is. Well, if no one's gonna come back here and find us, and let's be honest, it's my first week.

No one's gonna notice if I slip away for an hour. Hmm, maybe I should just give in to you and your tempting little fucking hole. I guess I kind of already have, haven't I? You knew one taste wouldn't be enough for me, didn't you? How much of this were you thinking about ahead of time? Did you rub away this little clit of yours all fucking morning, coming up with your filthy fucking kinky plan?

Or did you not even have a plan? Just whatever it took to get me to put this cock all the way inside of you. Just like this.

Fuck. Fuck, of course your pussy's incredible too. Fuck, why wouldn't it be? It's like everything about you was just meant to drive me fucking feral.

Oh god. Fuck, I hope you weren't hoping for something sweet and gentle. Oh, not here, right? Dragging me into some sketchy fucking abandoned hallway at the back of the fucking company office.

You've driven me way too fucking wild.