The work was easy. I went about daily tasks with ease and became next in line for a manager position. Carla took all the credit in a playful way about making me a model employee. We had grown to be closer than co-workers in the month I had been working with her. When I got a card on my desk I was surprised to see it was an invite to her 35th birthday. I told her I would attend and the day came and went. The events were seemingly normal other than I had observed the dynamic between Carla and her husband. 

He was loud and obnoxious, the kind of man who lacks confidence but attempts to make it seem like he has it by his crude jokes and attitude. the following work day, she was quick to apologize for his behavior. I told her it wasn’t an issue but she should apologize to herself for being with someone who is unjustly self centered and egotistical. She opened up that they were divorcing and that she had slept in a separate room from him for the last 3 years. It was blood in the water. I had wanted her since I had met her and this was my chance.

I became more bold with Carla. Flirting subtly and also texting her when we were not working. She replied quickly, likely cause she was cooped up in her room while her husband played video games and drank in their living room. “What does a grown woman who sleeps separately from her husbands, room look like?” I asked and was met quickly with “soon to be ex husband” in a flirtatious tone. She sent a video over her room to me. Normal setting, clothes and make up, shoes randomly throughout the room. I stopped the video, zoomed in a saw a pair of black lace thing panties on the floor.

My cock twitched. Every man knows women wear these kind of things but the realization is still arousing. “Damn you couldn’t even pick up your dirty panties?” I sad jokingly. “Oh they arnt dirty, they fell out of a drawer, I have no reason to wear things like that anymore”. My forwardness came to a head and I chose this as my moment. “Of course you do, you could wear them for me” I said confidently like she was already mine. “Is that so mister, your bad, I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that” she chuckled. “No your not, when we hang up, that’s going to stick with you in your head” I continued “it’s ok, I say what I mean and mean what I say, I have no problem telling a beautiful woman I’d like to see her in something that compliments her body”. I could feel the stun that had fallen on her. “Maybe” she said and in the background I heard a voice call out. “Well I got to go, my husband is bitching about something” she said. “Don’t you mean soon to be ex husband?” I said. “Yes” she once again chuckled before saying goodbye.

I reflected on my actions. I had put my intentions out there. As I drifted to sleep, I was awoken by the Loud vibration of my phone. “I can’t believe I’m doing this, but maybe there is reason for me to wear these more often” and a picture came across messenger that’s woke me and my cock up instantly. There was my supervisor turned sideways, ass pointing to a mirror in the thong I had just seen on her floor. “Now who’s going to be stuck in someone’s mind” she said “goodnight, hope that doesn’t keep you awake too long”. I instantly pleasured myself to her picture before falling asleep naked and covered in cum.

I woke up late, rushed to work and made it on time practically running through the door. The devilish smile Carla gave me as I clocked in and took a second to catch my breath was one like hadn’t seen her give before. “Long night” she said before bursting into laughter. “yea it got an interesting message last night that took up more time then I thought it would”, I said before walking off to start my day. Around lunch time I had been eye fucked by Carla more times than I can count and the sexual tension was unbearable. I walked up behind her at her desk and leaned forward next to her ear “you can’t say you’re going to wear things like that for me and only tease me with a picture”. She leaned forward In her chair and her pants slide down revealing that she was wearing a white thong. “Are you calling me a liar?” She said before locking eyes with me. I was hard in my scrub pants. “No I guess you’re not” I said as I stood up and I’m doing so purposefully brushed my thick shaft on the back of her arm. “Be careful what you start”. It was obvious that I had affected her. We went about the day and said our goodbyes.

That night again I was awoken by my phone. I looked at the time on the screen “01:00”. It was Carla. “You know I was thinking, it’s not fair that I sent you a pic and I haven’t gotten anything” it read. “Well if I’m on your mind at 1am and you want to see me then i can send you something, except I don’t send teases, I send invitations”. The typing bubble appeared and disappeared several times before not reappearing. “At a loss for words are you huh?” “No……. I just”. I peeled the blankets back and started to touch myself until I was at full mast. “Here, don’t say I didn’t warn you” I typed before sending her a picture of my fully engorged penis, foreskin half peeled back and a long thick stream of precum running from the tip of my dick to mid shaft. “What the fuck is that?!” She said as I laughed and immediately got a call from her. “what the hell, you’ve been toting that thing around the office all this time?!”. “Of course, are you surprised?” There was a pause before she spoke “I’m just surprised by your size and the fact that you’re attracted to me”. I told her that she was what I found attractive in a woman and I proceeded to tell her about the night after the interview in which I pleasure myself to her. “Well there’s really only one way this can go, I told you to be careful what you start. Now I have to get some sleep or else I’ll be up all night and my supervisor may be upset with my performance”.