My coworker and I were in the workshop and so far it had been a quiet day at work. Thanks to covid, a lot of people were working remote, so besides the occasional tech coming to pick something up, we were alone. We were kicked back at our desks, keeping an eye on email, but mostly talking about the tv show we both were into. 

He glances at his email and frowns. "When did they add that to next week's rollout?"

I checked my email to see what he was talking about, "The ordering station?"

"Yeah," he replied, "that wasn't part of the original plan. They can't keep doing this, we need more notice if they want us to have all the equipment ready on time."

I reassured him, "I'm pretty sure we have enough extras of everything to cover that."

"I don't know, I think we were running tight on the mounts," he said, getting up to go check on the number of mounts we had in inventory. He circled around the far shelves from our desks, and I could hear him moving things around. 

"Hey, come here!" he yelled over to me.

"What?" I yelled back. "Are we gonna be short?"

"Would you just come over here and look at this?" he replied impatiently.

Sighing, I got up to go see what it is that he wanted. As I came around the shelf where he was, I asked him again, "What? What do you need?"

"Would you please just look at this shelf and tell me if we should rearrange the bins so these mounts would be easier to get to?" he asked with exasperation. 

"Well," I turned and looked, "they are kinda heavy, so it would be nice if they were lower on the shelves." I walked closer to the shelf, looking at the bins he was gesturing to. "But what would you move to..."

He came up behind me quickly, grabbing my hair at the base of the sloppy bun I had thrown it into when I realized I'd be at the workshop all day. His other arm wrapping around me, he pressed me up against the shelf we just had been looking at. I could feel him hard pressing against my ass, and he pulled my head back by my hair and growled in my ear.

"Is this what you want? You want me to take control of you?"

My heart was beginning to pound as I felt the arm wrapped around me drift down, his hand reaching to press at my cleft through my pants. He pressed himself harder against me, his fingers rubbing in time to the motion of his hips.

"Is this what you like?" he rasped in my ear.

His breath on my neck made me shudder, and I rocked my hips back against him as I moaned softly. We always touched and teased as we worked together, but this was new. I had mentioned finding it hot when he got all commanding, and my being sassy with him that day must have reminded him of it.

He tugged my hair again, sending a jolt through me, and his teeth grazed against the side of my neck. 

"Tell me."

"Yesss," I gasped out, as he softly bit that sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder met. 

He jerked my hips back against him again, grinding his cock on my ass. 

"Are you getting wet for me?"

I moaned a little, before stammering, "Yessss!"

He hmmmed a little, and said, "Let me see." I felt his hand slide up my front, then back down inside my pants, brushing his fingertips on my clit. "Mmm, you are getting wet for me." His finger began to rub a circle around my clit, teasing down little, then back up to circle my clit again. I pressed my hips back, rubbing against his cock, wanting more and to tempt him into giving it to me.

His other hand dropped from hair, and dropped down to slide up under my shirt and into my bra. He pinched my nipples, making my hips buck, and I tried to reach behind me to touch him.

"No, no touching. I'm touching right now," he breathed in my ear, tightening his arms around me so I couldn't move mine. "I'll tell you when you can touch."

His fingers on my clit dove down, teasing my opening, eliciting another gasp from me, My hips bucked against him, wanting to feel him inside me.

He chuckled low and sexy, knowing I was burning up for him. His fingers returned to my clit with purpose, establishing a rhythm that was pushing me to the edge. I could feel him kissing and nibbling up the side of my neck, his hand on my tit teasing the nipple in time with the other. 

I was gasping, panting, making little noises and cries and rubbing back against fingers. Riding his hand as he rubbed, pushing myself back against his cock because it felt so good. I was close, so close...

When we heard the buzzer the door made whenever someone had entered the workshop. 

"Dammit," he swore as he let me go. I was shaking, being that close and denied making my whole body tremble. He chuckled and said, "Get yourself together and go sit down," before casually walking in the direction of the door to see who it was. 

But I noticed he had to adjust himself while he did. 

A few deep breaths later, I got a hold of myself. Kinda. Enough to go, sit down, appear that nothing was out of the ordinary. I gazed at my email, trying to focus to see if anything important had come in.  I pressed my thighs together, trying to relieve the ache between them.

Ten minutes later, he comes back, chatting it up with the tech that had dropped in for some camera equipment.  I gave a friendly wave, and went back to my email, sure I still looked flustered and disheveled. It was better to look busy when people dropped in. No one asked too many questions that way. 

Eventually, my coworker came back and sat at his desk. We spent the next hour or so answering emails and questions, prepping things for the rollout and other upcoming projects. He didn't say anything, and neither did I, although I did make sure to brush against him when I got up to refill my water. 

Once we were caught up, I turned to him and asked, "So, is it my turn to touch you now?"

"So you wanna touch me baby?" he asked, a slow grin spreading across his face. He knew I was dying to do exactly that. "Do we have enough of the brackets for those mounts? I forgot to check." He got up slowly, looking at me meaningfully. "You wanna come help me look?"

I smiled as I got up, not even needing to answer. We walked over to the far shelves again, turning the corner slowly. Once out of sight, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I melted into it, and ran my fingertips down the side of his body slowly to slip my hands up underneath his shirt. My fingertips found his nipples, and I traced my nails around them gently. 

I broke the kiss, and began pulling his shirt up. He grabbed the edge of it, and pulled it up out of my way. My mouth locked on his left nipple, sucking and teasing with the tip of my tongue. He moaned for me, and gasped when I scraped my teeth over it. 

I brought my hand up to keep teasing that nipple, as I kissed my way across his chest to the other. His breath caught for me again as I sucked and nibbled, laving his nipple with my tongue then pulling away to blow cool air on it. 

"I have something else you can lick if you're in that kind of mood."

My eyes flicked up to meet his as I pulled away from his chest slowly, smiling. 

"Oh yeah? Do you want your cock in my mouth?" I asked, teasing.

His eyes darkened, and he growled, "Get on your knees."

I dropped to my knees slow. I watched up the line of his body as he undid his belt and took his cock out. He put it in front of my mouth, and I blew softly on it, watching his face. 

Then I turned my attention to it. I licked around the edge of the head, slowly flicking my tongue around the ridge. I came to a stop letting the head rest on my tongue, wiggling it slowly on that sensitive spot. It turned me on so much to tease him like this. Quickly, I took as much of him into my mouth as I could, wrapping my lips around him. I could feel him in my throat, and I sucked on him, resisting my gag reflex as long as I could. 

He moaned, and gasped out, "What are you doing to me baby?"

My eyes flicked up to him again, and I started to bob my head slowly on his cock. Taking him deep down, holding for a second, then easing back up, watching his face the entire time. I could hear his moans and breath coming faster. I felt his hand on the back of my head, holding it still, and he began to fuck my mouth. I heard him moan again, and saw the intensity on his face and I could feel myself getting even hotter. 

I was getting into it now, bobbing my head in time to this thrusts, feeling that wave of arousal building, when he pulled my head back and growled, "Get up."

I slowly got up, brain still stuck on how he felt in my mouth as he put his cock back inside his pants. I was no sooner on my feet when he had me pressed back against the shelves again. His mouth descended on mine, devouring and insatiable. I kissed back, pressing my body against his, taking everything he was giving and returning it in kind. 

He broke the kiss and growled at me, "Take your tits out." I lifted my shirt, tucking it behind my head, and lifted them out of my bra. He cupped them in his hands, pinching the nipples between his fingers. I moaned in my throat, and it turned into a whimper as he brought his head down to catch them in his mouth.

He suckled, and nipped, first one then the other, then back. The ache was back between my legs, and I could hear myself whimpering as he teased. I was dripping, and I felt like I was going to lose my mind if he didn't touch my pussy soon.

And then that damn buzzer for the workshop door went off again. I almost screamed with the frustration. 

He pressed a kiss to my mouth and growled, "Stay here, just like this, don't move, keep them out."

Tweaking my nipple, he walked off to go see who had come in, leaving me standing there aching for him with my breasts fully exposed. I couldn't hear him, and thought they must be over on the other side looking for something.

But after a couple minutes, I started to feel nervous. What if he hadn't run into whoever it was? What if that person looped around and saw me standing with my tits out? What would they do, what would they say? The idea of coming close to getting caught turned me on, but I didn't actually want to get caught. I heard footsteps then, and they were coming closer.

He came around the corner and smiled at me, "Good girl, doing what I told you." He came up and kissed me gently. "We have to stop for a little, Steve is here." 

I pouted up at him as he helped me put myself together.

"I know baby, I don't want to stop either, later," he soothed.

"Ok, ok," I sighed. He was right, even if I didn't want to admit it. And I did have a few things I really needed to finished that day.

The main thing I really needed to finish was him, but that was going have to wait.

"Come on sex machine, lets go get done," he laughed as I sulked my way back to my desk. I plunked myself down in my chair and scrunched my nose up at him. He rolled his eyes at my silliness, and I tried to return to what I was actually getting paid to do. 

More emails, more planning, more setting up. Steve wandered over and gabbed for while before going up front to his office on the other side. I grabbed some equipment I knew I was going to need for the following day and put it in my vehicle. He started loading up the equipment we needed for the upcoming rollout on a u boat, muttering to himself.

He was so cute when he did that. 

As he came back to his desk, I leaned back and brushed my hand down his thigh as he walked by. He stepped back, and I pulled away.

"Sorry, but we are going to be short on some stuff, so I really need to get this order in so we get it in time," he explained.

I nodded, "Oh sure I understand." And I did. I was just a little disappointed. 

I sighed to myself and put my mind back on business. I needed to focus on getting this setup finished anyway. I clicked in, and went back to it. 

I could hear him clicking away as he typed up the order, and I couldn't stop myself from sneaking a peek over at him. The way his hands moved always made me feel warm, and thinking about how they moved on me....

He whistled and I started and looked up at him.

"Stop daydreaming, and get done," he scolded me.

"Yeah yeah," I replied, sticking my tongue out at him but turning back to my work again. I finished the configurations I was working on, and then I setup my users. I started typing up recap of what was finished and what needed to be done yet.

"Did you get those users setup?" he asked, rolling in his chair next to me to look over my shoulder.

"Of course I did," I smirked.

He reached over and grabbed me, sliding his hand down the front of my pants to circle my already sensitive clit.

"That's good," he said softly. I started to turn towards him, but he stopped me. "No no, you're gonna finished writing your email, you don't get to touch until it's done."

"But you're touching me?"

"Oh yes, I want to watch you get all flustered trying to concentrate while I'm teasing you," he said with a low chuckle that I could feel.

I struggled, trying to remember everything I did that day, as his clever fingers traced around my clit. They  moved down to tease my opening, before slowly sliding back up to my clit. He pinched my clit lightly, and I almost jumped out of my skin. My typing had slowed to a stop, as I tried to string two words together and couldn't find any. 

"Come on baby, finish you email," he chuckled in my ear, enjoying my distraction. He kissed up the side of my neck and I shuddered with the wave of heat it brought. I knew he wouldn't let me kiss or touch him until I was done, and I wanted to. 

I don't know how, but I willed myself through the last few lines of my recap. I clicked send, and turned towards him. His mind was with mine, and when I leaned towards him he captured my mouth with his. I slowly pulled away, kissing and nipping down his jawline, working my way down his neck.

"Get your tits out for me, like you had them earlier," he murmured. His fingers were still on my clit, rubbing rhythmically. I could feel my body starting to grow tight, as I slowly leaned back from him. I pulled my shirt up behind my head, and popped them out of the top of my bra again.

His other hand grasped one, squeezing and then brushing his thumb against my already hard nipple. 

"Rub the other one for me. Let me watch you."

I brought my hand up slowly, pinching my other nipple and rubbing in time with him. I felt my breath catch in my throat. I slid my other hand up the inside of his thigh, seeking. I felt his hard dick, and grasped it through his jeans, stroking slowly.

"Do you like this?" I whispered, barely able to get the words out. My body was even tighter, and I was starting to feel like I was going to explode. If he answered, I didn't hear it, my breath catching as another wave hit me. I was getting close again.

He brought his mouth down on mine, kissing me hard. I kissed back, our tongues warring with each other. But I had to break it as another wave hit me and I couldn't catch my breath.

"That's right baby, let it go, give it to me, I want your cum," he growled in my ear. I pressed my face into his shoulder, starting to shriek a little. His fingers picked up their pace, sliding on either side of my clit. His other arm held me to him, and I felt my hips bucking against his hand.

"Come on baby, give it to me, just let go," he growled again.

His fingers were moving more aggressively, rubbing in time to the rock of my hips as I rode his hand. He grabbed my hair to turn my head towards him claiming my mouth in a deep kiss. 

I felt my climax start, making me break the kiss and scream into his shoulder. 

"That's right baby, that's my girl," he murmured, my thighs locking on his hand. 

I cried out his name as the orgasm rolled through me. He gripped me tighter.

"I've got you."

I felt my body shaking. I leaned against him, basking in the feeling of his arms around me. I couldn't have spoken, even if I had words to say. After the day of teasing the intensity of my orgasm was indescribable. 

As I slowly came down, I turned my face towards him, kissing against his neck, seeking his mouth. He turned his face to mine and I kissed him, slow and sweet. A thank you, praise, a declaration of how amazing he was. 

He deepened the kiss, and I caught his mood. He had made me feel so good, I wanted him to feel this good. My mouth still moving with his, I reached down and felt the hardness of him through his jeans. 

I broke the kiss, "Please, let me suck on you." 

"You want me in your mouth?" he asked, studying my face.

"Yes, please. Please?" 

He pressed a quick kiss to my mouth before standing up and unbuckling his belt and pants. Sitting in my chair I was the perfect height to watch his cock spring out. He was hard and perfect.

I circled the base of his dick with my hand and was rewarded with a bead of precum. I slowly licked it off the head of him, savoring the way he tastes. Then I dipped my head lower, licking at the bottom of his cock and tracing the vein that runs up with the tip of my tongue. When I reached the top, I opened my mouth and quickly sucked him in. 

I rolled my tongue there, rubbing it back and forth across him, and I could hear him moan. I slowly drew my head back, until his cock was free of my mouth and I could lick the head. I looked up, smiling. I wanted to see his face as I licked and sucked.

"Oh God baby you're so beautiful," he breathed, and I sucked the length of him into my mouth again. I bobbed my head, sucking him in as my mouth came down and wiggling my tongue as it came up. I pressed my head all the way down, feeling him in my throat. I knew he could feel it spasm as my gag reflex kicked in. But I also knew my mouth would be even wetter for him after.

I heard him moaned again, and I felt him thrust in my mouth in time to my sucking. I saw him close his eyes and take a deep breath before opening them again. 

His eyes darkened, "Put my cock between your tits, I wanna fuck those tits."

I smiled again, pulling back and pushing my shoulders back. His dick lay in the valley between my breasts and I used my hands to press them tight around him. It was still wet from my mouth, and when he thrust his hips forward I could hear that wetness.

I kept looking between his face and my tits. I loved watching his face while we did this, but watching his cock surge up between my tits was so damn hot. I licked the tip of his cock whenever I could, when he was at the depth of his thrust.

His hips began to move more urgently, and I could hear his breath start to catch as he moaned. I watched up his body as he thrust harder, pressing my tits tighter around his cock. 

He groaned, and thrust once more. I felt the cum shoot up, all over my chest and tits, onto my face. It was a big load. I could feel it all over my face, dripping down my chin, sliding down between my breasts. I held him close to me, licking my lips so I could taste it.

After a minute or two, he drew back. I gazed up at him, his cum all over me. I pulled one finger through the slickness on my chest, then locked eyes with him and slowly licked my finger clean.

"You're so bad baby," he smiled. "Let me go get some towels to clean you up."

As he was getting them, I sat there smiling to myself in satisfaction. I loved spending a day in the workshop.