Sweet Seduction (BBW Erotica Romance)
eyes, and her shapely
body. But I failed that task, I felt helpless about it. It was the
best hopeless, helpless feeling you could ever ask for.
    I fell into a daydream about being
able to enjoy her. I wanted to sip her like an espresso, I wanted
to breathe her in like air and let her essence flow through my
body. I wanted to taste her, and inhabit her body as well as her
mind. I wanted to live in her, through her, with her. I wanted to
know her completely, inside and out, in very dirty perverted ways
and also in sweet and innocent ways. I wanted to meet her soul and
kiss every inch of her thick, curvy body.
    Rosa called my name and I was startled
back to reality. “Sorry, I spaced out there.” Beautiful, sweet
Rosa, full of rage and sunshine, asked if I was okay with concern
hidden like a shadow behind her smirk. I smiled in response and she
went back to writing in her notebook.
    I sighed and glanced at the clock on
the computer. It was nearing 11AM. I looked over to Rosa again. My
eyes traced the curvature of her boobs and made my way down to her
legs. I saw she had taken her boots off and studied the naked arch
of her foot as she bounced it to the radio, thinking of how I
wanted to see every single naked curve, bend, and arch that Rosa's
body had to offer, then she caught me.
    “I'm sorry, they were
making my feet sweat. They don't stink too bad, do
they?”
    “I don't mind, I was
thinking of getting naked myself,” I joked. It made sense when I
said it, in my enchanted state of delirium, but now I'm not sure
why I said that.
    “Go for it, I won't stop
you,” she replied.
    “Well, I'd hate to distract
you from Pinterest or whatever it is you do here at
work.”
    “Hey, I do things, and
stuff, and other things,” said Rosa.
    “Funny, I was just thinking
of changing my name to Things And Stuff And Other
Things.”
    “Why? So I'd do
you?”
    “Well, if you insist,” I
smiled and my heart beat faster.
    Rosa giggled, “You're so funny.” She
blushed and tried to make herself busy. I did the same but then my
eyes were drawn back to her and Rosa caught me looking
again.
    “Sorry,” we said in unison.
Then we both giggled and by this point it was incredibly obvious
that we liked each other and we were basking in the glow of
something I couldn't quite put my finger on. Maybe it was lust.
There seemed to be electricity in the air, or at least in my veins.
I finished typing up some boring, soul crushing data entry I was
doing and decided it was a good time for more coffee. The fact that
Rosa had just gotten up and headed for the coffeemaker had nothing
to do with it.
    I swear.
    But not on my life.
     
    My cock felt engorged all morning,
dirty thoughts of Rosa kept me in a constant state of arousal while
just looking at her stimulated me and added fuel to the fire, but I
just couldn't help myself. I even tried doing some work so I
wouldn't be staring so much. I could only resist temptation for so
long.
    I got close to her and I smelled her.
Rosa was pouring coffee into her cup so her back was to me. I
didn't know what perfume she used but she always smelled wonderful.
My hands cupped her wide hips and I breathed on her neck, my lips
barely traced across her soft, warm skin. I kissed my sexy
co-worker's neck and I don't even know how it happened. It was not
a conscious decision. One minute, I was getting coffee, the next
I'm kissing her neck. My cock hardened and pushed into her
generously sized ass with each desperate throb of my thickness. I
heard her gasp, but it was one full of desire, and okay maybe a
little shock.
    Rosa turned to face me and I saw the
passion burning in her eyes. I pulled her close and she looked up
at me with a bit of surprise. Like she still couldn't believe this
was happening. I lowered my lips towards her and she met me with
enthusiasm. Rosa seemed like she wasn't sure if this was real or if
she was fantasizing, but either way she decided to go for
it.
    We kissed. I was filled with a
powerful
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