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The bank teller
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The bank teller I queued catching your eye, seeing you serve, looking hot in your uniform. I stood there looking at you unable to take my eyes off you then just as i realised I was staring you looked up and caught me peering at you. I nervously looked away starting to blush with embarrassment and trying to avert my gaze, eventually<b> temptation </font></b>was too much and i looked back, only to see you look up again and our gazes met. You started to smile a flirty smile at me and i smiled back. You looked so good with your hair up, showing your neck. Your lips forming a lovely smile whilst our eyes are locked. I hold the gaze wondering what it means but consumed by you, you continue to look at me as you serve the customer, eventually having to look away. I feel a buzz of nervousness course thru me as I suddenly find that just looking at you has turned me on. I start looking at the queue and wondering if you would serve me. The thought of standing in front of you and hearing your voice suddenly being very erotic. You are engrossed in your work, s I continue to watch, eyes drinking in your body, where your shirt buttons are open at the top, the v-neck of your jumper, wanting to peer further down, mind racing to what you would look like underneath, what underwear you are wearing. Everynow and then I see you look up at me and smile, me smiling back but wondering what you are thinking, my mind racing. I am at the front of the queue, secretly urging the person you are serving to hurry up, anticipation building, wanting to get closer to you. Just as they are about to leave, you look up and again our eyes meet, we smile at each other and you are about to beckon me over when suddenly they turn and ask another question. Inside i groan, and our gaze parts and another teller becomes free. I walk to the counter, still watching you out of the corner of me eye. I am being served and now i can see you behind the counter, the fabric of your skirt pressed tight against your skin, the skin of your bare legs looking soft, completely distracted the other teller coughs to get my attention back. I ask them a final question and at that point they say they are unsure and will have to ask a supervisor. They get up and whisper in your ear, you look over and smile, then start to rise and walk over, leaving the other teller there. My heart starts beating faster, not believing my luck, watching you move towards me, then sitting in front of me "hi" you say, your voice like music, i reply and we have a moment of eye contact that tells so many words. I ask you y question and you start to grab some forms and tell me we will have to go and discuss in one of the quiet rooms. I can hardly move, my cock now hardening in my trousers as you come from behind the counter and ask me to follow you, opening a door and ushering me into a room with smoked glass, flicking the sign to say "meeting in progress". As I walk past you you seem to step forward and bump into me, meaning my body presses against your breasts. I hold my breath and turn to look at you as you shut the door and offer me a seat. Instead of sitting the other side of the table you sit next to me, me able to smell your perfume and you put the forms down. I look at your profile as you sort the paper before taking me through some figures, sensing you moving closer to me our shoulders brush, then i sense them touching, you are almost leaning into me. You ask me to sign and hand me a pen, our hands touch and mine lingers on yours, seeing if there is a reaction. You do not pull away so i lean against you and start to sign feeling your hand now drop onto my arm, stroking me. After signing i move my hand away and onto my knee, purposefully brushing yours on the way down, touching the bare skin of your thigh. I feel your thigh move to my touch and i end you resting my hand on your leg under the table, feeling your warmth. starting to stroke you not believing what is going on. You open your legs encouraging me as you stack the papers, my hand moving further up your thigh, feeling you urge me on, adjusting to allow my hand better access as it creeps higher. Your skirt is rising and my fingers suddenly touch your pussy. i gasp as i feel that you have no knickers on, the wetness of your lips obvious to my fingers. looking at you as you part your mouth and sigh at my touch, moving again and almost thrusting your pussy to my fingers. I start to stroke you. finger tips on your puss, slipping and sliding over your clit as i see you start to blush, sitting back and dropping your hand to mine, holding me under you skirt. My fingers part your pussy and start to slip inside you, moving deep inside. You drop your hand to my critcha nd start to find my hardness through my trousers, holding my hard cock and massaging me as i move my fingers in and out of you. The excitement of where we are and what is happening making us both super horny. You are now thrusting against my hand as you grip me, quickly building into an orgasm that I hear you try and contain quietly but feel your pussy tense. Holding me as you cum on my fingers. I watch you, your face contorting as the sensation flows through you. As you calm down my fingers leave you. You turn and kiss me on the cheek, pushing documents to me, you stand and brush your skirt down. You look at me and smile. "make sure you read those documents and call em when you have" you say as you wink and turn, opening the door you leave the room. Leaving me totally turned on and gasping, mind trying to comprehend what has just happened. I look down at the document and see you have left a postik note on it. "Car park, 15 mins" and your mobile number. My cock twitches as i realise what that means and quickly stand to leave the room, glancing over at you as i do, you looking up and smiling at me before i smile back and turn to leave…….. willing the next 15 mins to pass quickly |
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