The Office - Futa/Female
Story by galiteaa
I know what you're all thinking. "Where the hell have you been Galitea?!" Well, I have plenty of excuses. First off, I am currently being employed as an intern with a Psychologist at a hospital near by. So BUSY BUSY. Oh, and then on top of that normal class hours. And friends. And games. And I guess movies. And then a few more things like a very lovely lady of mine. (And if any of you follow the NBA.... I'm currently ecstatic over this trade. Brilliant)
Anyway, I have some apologies to hand to this wonderful community. I never give you all my best work. I start a story and then ALWAYS save it. I promise myself I'll finish it the next day. Well, it doesn't happen. It sits here on my computer as I think about it. Unless it's something I REALLY am obsessed over I just can't force myself to do it. And when I end up going back to it I can't will myself to re-read it. I literally keep writing it based off the last few sentences I wrote. So I want to let you all know I feel bad about it because the things I actually write about and genuinely love are non-futa. So it's either show this half-assed story off to the community or just let it sit and gather dust on my hard drive. If even one person gets off to it then my work here is done! So apologies! >_<
I know. I'm bad. I'm a bad person. Oh, and let me add one final criticism to my own work before you unload on me (and please do), I don't know why all of my stories start with oral sex. I just can't jump into rough sex/pounding for the life of me. I need a nice futa blowjob to get things going ;)
And so without further ado, I present to you a relatively 'hot story' that is "meh"ly written.
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Karen Filippelli wasn’t used to being turned down. Sure, she was a geek herself, spending countless nights playing Call of Duty at home by herself thanks to her co-workers getting her into it, but she really wasn’t one to be turned down. So when Jim broke up with her yesterday afternoon she let him hear an earful from her.
Jim took her anger as he always does. He just kind of looked in one spot at the ground while she unloaded her verbal bashing. Karen wasn’t stupid though, and she knew damn well she wasn’t going to get through to him like that, but she needed to get her anger out at the time. She had told him she wasn’t leaving the job but that was a lie. She’d be gone by the next day. She only had one thing left planned…
It was 4:55 and everyone in the office was either getting ready to leave or had already gone home. Michael had left early, and with that Jim had followed quickly, but not before saying goodbye to Pam. Karen knew he didn’t want to have to put up with the awkwardness if they had left together.
As everyone else was leaving Pam made her regular trip to the bathroom before she left. Karen said goodbye to Kevin, who was the last person out the door, as she made her way towards the middle room. She threw open the bathroom door saw Pam washing her hands.
“Seriously? How fucking long were you two talking while we were going out?”
Pam’s eyes lit up with confusion. Karen was usually nice, if not slightly awkward to her. She had no idea where this was coming from. “Umm… what?” Pam was sincerely confused and had no idea what to say.
Karen stepped into the bathroom as the door closed behind her. “He broke up with me yesterday and you guys went on a date last night. Kind of seems like you had his planned, don’t you think?” Karen’s face was bright red with anger as she interrogated the receptionist.
“What? No, no – I was here at the office, and then he ca-“
“I don’t care what he did!” Karen grabbed Pam’s shoulders and threw her up against the bathroom door. “I care what we’re going to do.” The dark haired woman pulled Pam’s light blue button up sweater top apart, which revealed a basic white dress shirt underneath. The buttons down to Pam’s breast hadn’t been buttoned and this merely fueled Karen.
“Karen PLEASE!”
“Please what?! You’re the one who took my boyfriend from me. This is your fault!”
Karen held Pam up with her forearm across the girl’s neck as she unzipped her black business pants. The dark skinned woman slid a hand in to grab her member when she was caught off guard. Pam was able to grab at her arms and push her back. She looked at the blonde, surprised.
“No, you don’t understand.” Pam shook her head slightly, she was even confused that she was going to say this, but she knew if she didn’t she would regret it. “I don’t mean ‘please stop’.” Her shoulders drooped a little, “I mean, I didn’t want it to be in here.”
The woman still had her hand in h
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