I live in a neighborhood where regular knocks on our door from Jehovah's Witness are normal. I usually take their booklets and send them on their merry way because I already know their pitch to convert to their religion. Well, joke's on them, I managed to reverse Uno card one of them.

Here's how it all began.

I work in a male-dominated company so the concept of a "work crush" is foreign to me. To me, work is just that—work. There were a handful of women in the company but most of them were older and already married. So when a new batch of employees joined the company, everyone was eagerly waiting if there are any girls in the batch. They were not disappointed. As for me, I didn't really care that time because I was busy with a project and besides, I found it creepy how thirsty they were for newly grad girls.

One girl was assigned to our team. Let's call her Naomi. Naomi is a head turner. She has porcelain skin, a mestiza face and a slim but well proportioned body. Definitely the prettiest of the batch. Even managers from other departments offer her help for random things. She always wore modest clothes but her killer figure was undeniable.

Months passed and everything was going well in the team and the department. The youthful energy of the new joiners certainly injected life to the old timers. Being the team lead, I sort of took Naomi under my wing. She shadowed me in my tasks and I guided her in her project. We grew really close.

One night, I had to work overtime because of my project. When I looked up from my computer, I was surprised to see Naomi still in her desk too. As far as I know, I was the only one busy on our team. I asked her why she was still in the office and she answered,

"Sinamahan lang kita."

with a smile that could melt the ice caps in the North Pole. Us being alone in a dimly lit office took away our inhibitions and we started talking about personal stuff. The power dynamic of me being a lead and her being a new joiner, gone. That night, she confessed to me that I was her work crush. She was the work crush of probably 90% of the company and there she was, casually telling me that I was hers.

But on the same night, I also found out that she is a Jehovah's witness. That explained why she always wore modest clothes. I knew then that I should probably keep my distance yet our relationship blossomed from that point on. We regularly had after work dates and we started really getting to know each other. I found out that she has a really bad view of sex. So I avoided making sexual jokes or any topic involving that. Until one fateful night.

We were on our usual after work date. I noticed that she was wearing a short dress. Very uncharacteristic for someone like her. She was very adamant to go to Timezone and sing in one of their videoke booths. I thought nothing of it though. I was singing a love song and turned to face her in time with a cheesy lyric. But when I turned, her face was really close to mine and she was looking at me intensely with her mouth slightly open. I felt the hunger in her face so I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me like a wild animal finally discovering an oasis after weeks of no water. Her lips were plump and soft just like how I imagined them to be. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of it. When she got the hang of it, she fought back using her tongue—her enthusiasm overpowering her inexperience. I pulled her close and finally, I could feel her warmth and every curve of her body against mine. I got hard just from that. My dick brushed against her thigh and I guess she felt that because she pulled away, looked at my crotch and told me in a soft voice,

"Wala akong underwear ngayon."

And to my surprise, my already hard dick got harder even more. I didn't even know that was possible. I moved away a bit from her because I wanted to see her whole body. We were on opposite ends of the small seat inside the booth, our bodies turned slightly towards each other. I put my hand over her thighs, slowly pushing them apart. I inched my way up her thighs up to her crotch, going under her dress. Until finally, I lifted it up to see if she was telling the truth. She was. I saw her pussy glistening with her juices. I touched it with my fingers and licked it. I saw her surprised face go red. I wonder what Jehovah would think if He knew I licked the wetness off His witness. I pulled her close again and kissed her, my hand lifting her dress up even more so I can touch her boobs. I could hear her whimpering with every squeeze of her boobs and every brush against her pussy. I felt her hand touching my boner over my pants. I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants to let her touch my dick. She grabbed it gently and looked at it with fascination. This whole time I was looking outside to check if there was anyone who could see us. I told her we should go somewhere private because I sure as hell don't want to be labeled a predator for doing kinky stuff in a place for kids. But before she put my dick back inside, she kissed it and tried to put the whole thing in her mouth. That was cute.

We went to a nearby motel. She was all over me even before I've fully closed the door. But I stopped her. I wanted to savor this moment. I asked her to stand in the middle of the room and slowly undress. I memorized every inch of her body in that moment. Her slender figure, her perky tits, flat tummy, and her round butt. The perfect body. Once her dress was out of the way, I pounced on her—licking and sucking her nipples like my life depended on it. I removed my clothes and she wasted no time grabbing my throbbing cock. She kneeled down, looked at it for a few seconds and put it her mouth whole. For someone who has never even kissed a guy before, she was a natural. Her stunning eyes were locked on me while I was watching my cock going in and out of her lips. That didn't go on too long because I wanted to fuck her already. I lifted her off the floor and laid her on the bed. I spread her legs apart and positioned my head in front of her pussy. I buried my head between her legs to finish what I started earlier. I licked and sucked her clit and fucked her hole with my tongue to prep it for what I was gonna do later. I did that for God knows how long. When her moans subsided, I got on top of her. When I was about to reach for a condom she told me,

"For my first time, I want to feel you. Walang harang. Please."

Even though it was a personal rule, I obliged. I couldn't say no to that face. And so I slid my cock into her. That first thrust felt like being told that I was one of the 144000 selected people only allowed to heaven. I fucked her gently that night, wanting it to be a safe and gentle experience for her.

After a few days, I asked her,

"So you planned everything kaya naka-short dress ka na walang panty, and in-insist mo na sa Timezone videoke tayo?"

"Yes. Hahaha. Feel ko lang ma-baptize that day."