My coworker

I sat at my desk, heart pounding, staring at her messages.

My coworker.

The same girl I’d awkwardly matched with on Tinder months ago. The conversation had been flirty at first, then died the second we realised we worked together. We’d both backed off fast. I hadn’t thought about her since.

Now she’d seen me naked in the shower, seen the suggestive photo, and just received photos of my hard cock from the work toilets.

I took a slow breath and typed back, trying to sound calmer than I felt.

Me: “Yeah… small world. Didn’t expect to run into you like this either.”

She replied almost straight away.

Her: “Neither did I. But here we are. You’ve been putting on quite the show the last day or so.”

There was a short pause, then another message.

Her: “I have to admit… I didn’t expect you to be that bold. Or that big.”

My cock twitched hard in my pants.

I glanced around the office. Everyone was focused on their screens. No one was paying attention to me.

Her next message came through.

Her: “So what now? We just pretend this never happened? Or are we going to keep this going?”

I stared at the screen for a long moment.

Part of me knew this was dangerous. She worked here. We could actually run into each other. But another, much louder part of me was still riding the high from everything that had happened since Alice.

I typed back before I could overthink it.

Me: “Depends. Are you going to tell anyone?”

Her reply was instant.

Her: “No. But I am going to keep watching whatever you post. And I might send a few things back. If you’re into that.”

She followed it with a photo — taken in what looked like the office bathrooms. She was in a band shirt, jeans unbuttoned, one hand pulling the shirt up to show the underside of her heavy tits and the black lace bra barely containing them.

My mouth went dry.

I was sitting at my desk, rock hard, messaging a coworker who was sending me photos from the office bathrooms.

And I had no idea what to do next.