FUCKER
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You are there every day when I go to work, playing cool guy when ever I do get the nerve to say “Hi”.

There has always been something mysterious about you, since the day I arrived fresh on the job two months ago. I wondered what you were thinking when you stared, when you thought I was not paying attention. When I turned to look, you would act consumed by your work, with this odd grin on your face (What the fuck are you thinking?). Still, with every greeting there was this distant, aloof brush-off in return.

About three weeks ago you began appearing in my deep slumber, at first as a warm breath that would traverse every inch of my body–but passing my pussy–often settling on the nape of my neck (How did you know that was the spot…..of all places?). I tried falling asleep on my back but somehow I would awake in the morning turned over…? Sometimes, when awakening from a half lucid dream, attempting to regain consciousness, that I never could get out of, you would let me feel like I was free of you for a few minutes afterward. Then your breath would begin wandering again. I could not see you, but somehow I KNEW you were someone familiar to me….though I did not know your precise identity. After a few days of this, you began licking at random intervals. I could subconsciously sense my body twitch, the bed would slightly bounce, but there was no way out of the dream. Then you started nibbling….

Only to wake up in the morning, do my usual routine, and go to work. There you would be, not the slightest bit receptive of my greetings. When I knew you were staring I could feel your breath on me…taunting me. No grin, nothing,–just focus on the workload before you. I sat there trying to accomplish my tasks without continually being interrupted. (What the fuck is happening, Am I Crazy)?

Two weeks ago you gave me a break for a couple of days, made me think it was all gone…something conjured up from within my own imaginative, longing mind, …but you came back. STILL, I could not see, only feel, you. No licks or nibbles this time, you waited until I was dreaming about other things and started probing your fingers into my pussy…in slow, shallow, rounded motions. I began to smell the same cologne you wear….the scent that is in the air during my brief, nervous, rejected exchanges with you. My body started to quiver…and then you vanished, only to be back again the moment I began to think that I could be peaceful over, and over, and over again. Forcefully, your tongue flung into the depths of my wishful pussy, teasing me to the edge, and then pulling away. I could hear myself whimpering, begging you to continue…But you would not, again leaving me no passage to consciousness or opportunity for release. I swear I could HEAR you mocking me. I would wake up in the morning, pussy wet and shaking, soaked bed sheets, having to finish the task you refused to, haunted while I was furiously flicking.

There you were at work again, completely ignoring me. By then I was too nervous to even look your direction but could feel you FUCKING WITH ME. I could go about my business and there your fingers would be again…toying with me as I sat at my desk. It got so bad that at around lunch time I’d have to retreat to my car, behind the tinted windows, I would soothe my pussy by slowly fingering myself, until I became so intensely turned on that I would Fuck myself with my trusted portable probe. (I must be crazy).

About a week ago you gave me another break, but only for one night. My secure dreamland would be first cut off by the scent of your favorite lunch special from down the street…… and then it would fade away.

I would be jolted to a semi-awake state by the feeling of your breath over every inch of my body, fingers swirling madly inside of me, tongue gently circling my clit…letting off but coming back to FINALLY grant me an intense, full-body tremor.

I gave up trying to regain consciousness. As soon as the aftershocks would go away I would feel your tongue on my asshole, every other sensation along with it, and then your cock slipped slowly inside of me burning for the first few seconds. As you continually plunged deep inside of me, I could not move. This went on for hours, and every now again I could hear you whisper “you are not going anywhere”….As I pushed back against you.

I have been waking up every morning exhausted ever since, as I walked through the door this morning and greeted you, I did get a “Hello” but then a “Are you new here?” immediately following. Fucker.