"How do you have sex?" Mira asked while exiting her office.
You were taken off guard by this - although you probably should have expected it after "What's it like being smaller than boobs". You stammered, trying to come up with an answer. "Well, I, uh, I mean we, um, not like 'we' you and me but, uh, we as in me and whoever's with me at the time..." Mira watches you stutter with an amused grin.
"Well, I'm 'with' you right now. Have you been enjoying this Tim? Naughty boy." she teases you.
"Uh, no, of course not, I wouldn't-" you try to save face, and fail miserably.
"So you don't think I'm sexy." Mira huffed, upset. "I don't know why I let you touch them." she hefts one breast with the hand you're not in.
"No!” you said, accidently using too much force. “I mean, uh, not like that, but, uh…” you trail off, withering under the glare Mira is giving you. She suddenly giggles.
“Nah, I’m just messing with you little guy.” she laughs. “I know I’m sexy – if I wasn’t you wouldn’t have put so much effort into answering my question. So, getting back to it: how do you have sex?”
“Um, well, to put it bluntly…” you start, realising that a less than direct answer will just let Mira tease you some more “Mostly I just, well, squirm.” you blush.
“Squirm huh?” Mira says. She lifts you closer to her face, letting her hot breath wash over you. “That sounds kinda fun. Might have to try that some time.” she smirks. She has large, sea green eyes, a curving nose, and a large mouth with thick, plump lips.
“Well, yeah, that’s one way.” you say, unable to meet Mira’s hungry gaze. “Another is for my, uh, partner to lie face down, so the uh, g-spot and clit…” you blush furiously as Mira waits for you to continue, still breathing on you. You gulp and keep going “So the g-spot and clit are on the floor when I walk in… inside.”
“Well, we’ll definitely have to try that sometime.” Mira says huskily, licking her lips.
“Uh, are we allowed? I mean, not that I don’t want to, you’re very uh, good-looking, but uh, we’re co-workers. Aren’t there rules...?” you trail off.
“Are you kidding me? We’re a bunch of young, fit people who spend all day together sweating and panting in tight, revealing outfits. You almost aren’t part of the team until you’ve slept with one of your co-workers!” Mira joked. She became serious, and looked down at you with hooded eyes. “I guess you answered my question. So, in you go.” she smiles and tips her hand. At first, you try to stay on it, but she tips it too far and you tumble off.
You bounce off her creamy, right breast. You start sliding down into her cleavage, between her massive g cups. At first it looks like you’re going to be submerged in her breast flesh but you slide to a stop when you’re neck deep.
“Alright, now how about we get back to work?” Mira asks, winking at you. “Enjoy your time in there, little guy.”
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