In the first episode of our holiday special season, Jordan reminiscences at her office Christmas party about her sexy and scandalous hook up a few years previous. Who is the lucky man and what exactly did they get up to? Enjoy this erotic audio story with a warm cup of rum and hot chocolate, or your favourite vibrator ;)

We’d really love your support on our mission to create ethical erotic audio. To help keep the stories cuming please visit our Patreon link below, thanks for all your help!, foxy friends 🦊

https://www.patreon.com/cumwithus 

So Enjoy our Erotic Audio Stories and Cum With Us

Listen on:

Apple Podcasts. | Spotify

Transcript

The Christmas office party this year is like every other year. 

The same hors d’oeuvres, the same prosecco, the same tacky decorations, and the same kind of people.

Drunk Bill trying to not-so-subtly grab your ass, Brenda moaning about how the scotch eggs aren’t up to par with her homemade ones, and then the group of interns huddling in the corner, seemingly protecting one another. 

I walk into the predictable scene, and take a glass  of prosecco upon arrival, the small bubbles bursting in my mouth are much needed. My festive red dress hang just above my knees, soft and flowing on my body.

It’s office appropriate for the most part, but the back drapes open, exposing the curve of my spine. My black heels are high enough to show off my legs but still comfortable enough to walk and dance. I haven’t brought James along as we’re not allowed plus ones. 

Lucy sees me as I walk in and I wave to her across the room. She bolts towards me and gives me a peck on the cheek telling me she’s very thankful I came when I did as Jeremy was just about to launch into a thorough explanation of the different types of Antarctic penguins. She grabs my arm and pulls me to the food table. 

Jordan: “Oysters, my favourite” 

She gives me a puckered up face, displaying that she doesn't find them appetising. But I love oysters, so I grab a plate and take half a dozen. They’re an aphrodisiac and I may as well take some pleasure out of the night. I slurp one back, closing my eyes and enjoying the cool feeling of it slipping down my throat. 

When I opened my eyes. I see him. I freeze. 

There he was standing at the entrance, his chocolate coloured skin popping from beneath his blue suit and his sparkling smile lighting up the room. But this time he had a woman on his arm. A beautiful woman. Her brown hair and skin were flawles and flowing and her dress screamed grace and class. 

Lucy, pulled me into the other room to socialise with a few not-so-awful office friends but I couldn’t take my mind off him and my thoughts started to drift back to one of the previous office Christmas parties…

It had been on a yacht that year, a special celebration because it was the company’s 25th anniversary and all the big names within the business were there. The CEO gave a speech and she introduced some of the new partners. That’s when I first saw Chris. His charismatic energy seemed to draw all the eyes in the room, including mine. 

Lucy and I were discussing our New Years plan, waiting for our prosecco and as I glanced up to grab the glass I caught Chris’ eyes  from across the bar. He held my gaze which excited me. I looked away, but could feel his eyes on me, subtly as he spoke with our CEO. 

When Lucy left to go help an overly drunk Rosalin to the bathroom I made my way out onto the balcony of the ship. Admiring the lights of the city from the Thames made me even more grateful that I had moved to London the previous year.

As I was enjoying the moment I felt a presence beside me. I turned to my right and Chris was there, also looking out along the Thames. He commented on the beauty of it and I agreed. 

But there was an inexplicable tension in our meeting, like an electric pulse running between the   two of us. He suggested we go inside for another drink because he didn’t have the same Canadian tolerance to the cold as I did.

As we made our way inside his hand swiped across my leg and I stiffened. Jordan, be good. 

We went to the bar and got a few more drinks, which were starting to make our minds feel a bit fuzzy. Chris then got pulled away by another employee and I was left to stand there alone, fighting off the advances of the bold new intern, Henry. Tired of being polite, I excused myself and had a few nibbles at the table. 

A few minutes later,Chris reappeared, this time with a gaggle of women around him. I couldn’t blame them, he was like the Idris Elba of the place. I smiled to myself, at least I had a bit of time with him. 

It was nearing midnight and there was still another hour left before the boat docked. I was bored and drunk, not the bet of combinations. Lucy and I made our way to the dance floor to amuse ourselves and soon we were laughing  and dancing. The, Chris entered and made his way over to us and joined in. Soon there was a whole crow of us getting sweaty to the music. If you think about it, dancing is kind of like an orgy. Bodies moving, interacting, having fun, being free.

The thought of this suddenly got me wet and I looked over at Chris, biting my lip as I met his eyes. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, whispering in my ear that we should go somewhere else. The excitement of it ripped through me and I led him off the dance floor. 

We tried to look inconspicuous to the people around us but the tension between us was bubbling. We went to the downstairs of the yacht, which was almost empty and I took his hand, leading him down the dimly lit hallway. 

As we went farther down and the noise started to drone out he grabbed me and threw me up against the wall, grabbing my ass as I threw my legs around him. We made out passionately, as if the night had been building up to this exact moment. 

He reached beneath my red satin dress, and I felt a smile creep along his face as he noticed I had no panties on. He pressed his fingers against my clit and started rubbing it lightly. A moan escaped my lips and I could feel him as hard as a rock against my thigh, only turning me on even more. 

I was dripping wet all over his fingers when we heard footsteps coming down our way. Immediately I got back on my feet and started turning the door knobs on the small doors. Finally, we found a small room that looked like a supply closet and locked the door behind us. 

I immediately got on my knees and pulled him out of his trousers. I loved the feel of a stiff cock in my mouth. I looked up at him and started slowly sucking on his tip, teasing him. He  softly pulled down the straps of my dress so my breasts were full exposed as put him fully inside my mouth. 

He groaned in delight and I cupped his balls, and enjoyed the feeling of my mouth being completely full. I rhythmically moved my head up and down his shaft, up and down, up and down, until I could feel he was close to bursting. Then he pulled himself out of my mouth and knelt down with me. He told me to stand up and as I did he softly pulled the satin dress down my body, fully exposing it. 

He stayed there on his knees, pulling my pussy into him and began to lick me out ever so carefully. It was such a tease that I looked down at him and asked for more. His eyes met mine and he slowly increased his pressure and licks until I was at the point of coming.

But then he stopped, and started kissing up my body until he reached my nipples. He grabbed my nipples slightly hard and started pulsing them with his hands, only adding to how turned on I was. I bite my lip and spread my legs apart. I wanted him to fucked right there.   

Luckily, I always carried condoms with me. I grabbed my purse and handed it to Chris who put it on and turned me around, bending me over the small table. My pussy and ass were fully exposed to him and I could tell he was admiring my position. He slowly entered me from behind and started thrusting, not too fast but enough to make him put my hand over my mouth to stop myself from moaning. 

Shhhh, he whispered in my ear and he told me how good and wet my pussy felt. His body was now fully on top of mine, his lips kissing my neck. He then reached around and started playing with my clit with his free hand, telling me to cum for him, which was all I wanted to do. 

The feeling of his hard cock inside me, filling me up and his hand rubbing my clit perfectly was bringing me to my climax. He wanted to cum at the same time as me he told me and he thrust harder and deeper into me. 

I could barely manage to tell him I was going to cum before we both exploded with pleasure at the same time, somehow constraining ourselves to almost silence. 

… I come back to the room, Christmas party 2020, and find myself away from the dance floor ordering a glass of red wine and as I reach out to grab it I see Chris staring at me from across the bar. I tip the glass towards him and he returns my gestures, that brilliant smile again crossing his lips.