First time storyteller. Here we go.

It went a little something like this…

I used to work for a small company in the Midlands. Just me, the boss and the admin.

Later, the admin person would resign and not be replaced, leaving just me and the boss.

You probably think you know where this is heading. It isn't.

More's the pity as given the chance, I wouldn't have minded a bit of fun with the boss.

He was your tall, daddy type. Pretty fit with a paunch, silver grey hair salt & pepper trimmed beard, which (I always imagined) continued into his shirt and down to a thick mat of silver chest hair and covering his body, finally down to a good thick 8inch cock, at least.

More than once, whilst at work, I'd fantasise about seducing him and occasionally I'd deliberately give myself a hard on before taking in to him his cup of coffee. I'd try to make sure I was tenting. Enough for him to notice, and hopefully make the next move, but not so much that if it all back-fired, I couldn't just laugh it off.

It didn't work. He never noticed. Or at least didn't let on.

But I digress.

I regularly check the apps and you tend to get the same search results. To the point that you never message these people, they're just there, as familiar faces you'd recognise in the street. Or so you'd think…

The company often used to place orders with other local companies and they would arrange delivery of goods a few days later. The delivery guy had been before and I'd already eyed him up (as I do with any male with a pulse) but assumed him to be straight.

Then one day when the delivery guy arrived, a penny suddenly dropped. I recognised him; from the apps.

That evening I found him online and struck up a conversation. We both joked about how we should've taken more advantage of the situation at work. hahaha. but we didn't take the conversation much further.

A few weeks later, the boss had a week off and I knew he was away from town so wasn't going to pop in unannounced.

A plot was formed.

An order was placed and I looked forward to my delivery guy arriving by the end of the week.

The day came. The admin was still with us, but finished at 3, so I'd arranged the delivery for after then.

There was a knock at the door.

It was J, a former employee, now full time mum. Not that it wasn't wonderful to see her, and we spent a good half hour bitching about the admin and putting the world to rights, and there was fuck all to do in terms of work anyway.

But, her visit was eating into my prep time and if she didn't go soon, she could spoil everything.

Another knock at the door.

My delivery guy.

Despite our brief online chat after his previous visit a few weeks earlier he had no idea what I had planned if all went well.

I went out in to the corridor to greet him and take delivery of our order (I'm at work remember, must be professional).

Fully conscious that J is in the other room, how do I get him to stay without being obvious (he could reject me and just think I was behaving weirdly and then worse report me). And get J to leave without me being rude.

I got lucky. J had followed me out to the corridor and by focussing my attention back to her I was able to make it seem like I had work to do and she needed to go. I said my goodbyes "great to see you", "you must visit again" "mwah, mwah" that kind of thing.

Now back to the delivery guy. I signed his paper work. He was about to leave. Must do something to stop him.

Me: "Do you mind if I do something I should've done the other week?"

Him: "No"

I reach out and put my hand behind his head and pulled him in close. Our lips locked. Beard to beard. Tongue to tongue.

The office is a shared building. Anyone could come in the main door at any point or down the corridor from the other offices. I didn't care. but for a bit of safety I took him into the loo.

I grabbed at his shirt and pulled it off him, quickly followed by his jeans, pants. We were completely naked.

He had a trimmed beard so I suspected he would be pretty hairy underneath his clothes. I wasn't disappointed.

The loo has no window, so with the door closed and the light off we were in pitch black. Our very own dark room.

We were all over each other. He'd been at work all day so had the day's sweat on him. Not too much, not too little.

I'd known what was going to happen, so had done some 'prep' in between admin leaving at 3 and J arriving. He grabbed at my cock and started working away at my shaft. I stopped him before he took me too far.

I bent him over the sink and worked at his arse. licking away and chewing at his hairy hole for all I was worth. Rimming him to within an inch of his life. Reaching round to tug at his cock. Flipping him round to go down on him, sucking hard.

I seem to have a technique that brings a guy to the edge of cumming – they say pain, I say ecstasy - and let them down again.

We went on like this for a good five minutes of pure horny abandon. In this tight space, in the dark we were building up a real sweat.

We were both declared bottoms and something was going to have to give.

I turned the light on and reached into my own discarded jeans in search of a condom and lube. Condom found and adorned.

I didn't know what the fuck I was doing here. It's not my area of expertise, but I gave it a good go.

Head down to give him another rimming and lube him up a bit.  I leant back and guided myself in between his cheeks.

The room is small, so I was able to lean against the wall for support whilst my cock was repeatedly rammed into his hole. Him bent forward over the sink looking into the mirror at my naked body thrusting behind his head.

Now in my mind I'd like to think this went on for a good 20 minutes or so; my cock a good 10 inches into his insides, still not having cum, with him moaning in sheer ecstasy; his cock dripping his own load onto the floor beneath; his arse, after all my attention, looking like a punched lasagne.

But no. I think I managed 4, perhaps 5 thrusts before I my 5" (on a good day) released it's load. There's a reason I'm a bottom.  :-). I collapsed over his back and kissed his neck.

But I wasn't finished.

I flipped him round again and went down on his cock. not too big and a bit of a tight foreskin. a bit of a taste from the day's sweat, but nothing too grim. Brought him to climax. He finished himself off over my bare chest. He rubbed his jizz into my own chest hair.

Kissed again and thanked him.

We agreed it'd been pretty hot and unexpected.

"Will you have to explain why you're back to the office late?"

"I'll say you wanted to discuss a repeat order"

He visited work a few more times, but not when I was alone unfortunately.

But we have met a few times since at a gay sauna and repeated our encounter.

Always a good sign if someone comes back for more.

I don't work there now. And I never got into the boss's trousers.

Was tempted again on my last day, but couldn't pluck up the courage.

Still in touch, so maybe one day.