Helping Kylie After Work

The rest of the work day, is actually pretty quiet. I get everything caught up and finish everything that I had to get done today. I am starting to feel much better and I wonder if Mr. Robinson was right about hard work being the best medicine.

Around 5, I go over to Kyle's desk and see her working on the presentation. I see the problem pretty quickly; she is doing some data by hand and should be using a spreadsheet. I clear my throat and try to strike up her pose from lunch.

She looks at me and smiles at my attempt to be cute and pouty. “Yeah, that does not work for you nearly as well as it does for me.” Shaking her head and chuckling at me.

“This data is kicking my ass, Liam,” she says suddenly serious, and I can see tears welling up in her eyes. “I have no clue what I am doing wrong.”

Putting my hand on her shoulder reassuringly, “Why don't we go get some drinks and snacks from the vending machine.” I say to her, knowing that a quick break away from computer will help out more than anything. “Then I will show you a trick that works for me.”

She puts her hand on mine and leans her head onto it. “You really are a good guy, Liam. Sarah is an extremely lucky woman. I hope she realizes that.”

I begin to say something about me being the lucky one, but I remembered lunch. When I brought up Sarah, Kylie got distant. I decided to just take the compliment this time and lead the way to the break room.

As I step up to the vending machine, Kylie pushes ahead of me and bends over to look at the bottom rungs. She presses her butt right up against my crotch. I immediately feel my cock get hard again. As she looks for what she would like from the vending machine, she moves her ass against my crotch. She groans playfully as she looks for her perfect snack. I am worried that she will feel my hard-on and try to reach down to subtly readjust my cock since it is sticking straight out.

As I reach down, she lunges back, and my hand kind of smacks her ass. She groans again, and I try to step back and apologize, but she turns around quickly, her breasts pressed against my chest and her face turned up to mine.

“About damn time you noticed.” she says huskily. She looks down and grasps my hard cock that is tenting my pants. “This all for me, babe?”

I try to tell her to stop, that I am engaged, that I love Sarah and would never cheat on her, but no words come out.

Before I can get my brain and mouth to cooperate with each other, her mouth is on mine. Pushing me back into the chair, she straddles my lap, moving my hands to her breast and ass, never taking her mouth off mine.

Resistance flies out the window as I finally succumb to how horny I have been for days. I start kissing her back, pulling her into me and rubbing her crotch against mine. I can feel the wet heat of her vagina as my tented pants rub against her panties. She groans into my mouth and starts grabbing for my zipper.

Just before she unzips my pants, Sarah's face flashes in my mind, and I pull away. “Kylie, please,” I stammer, starting to push her away. “We can't do this.”

She looks at me with a look of disbelief and disappointment. “Are you serious?” she asks incredulously, “You have been teasing and playing with me all day and now you are going to play the perfect fiancé?”

“I am sorry, I did not mean to tease you.” I stammer, “I did not think you liked me.”

“For a smart guy, you are really dumb sometimes.” She replies, “But I can appreciate loyalty, I guess. Let’s go finish that presentation.”

Once we get back to her cubicle, I show her the trick to help with the data collection and help her format some of the tables. We actually finished pretty quickly; she had most of it done, so I was able to catch the late bus home.

I thought about calling Sarah and letting her know I was coming home, but I thought I would surprise her instead.