Here we are again, reaching the end of another 14 hour work day for the third day in a row.

I knew this project was going to take a lot of extra hours, but this has become ridiculous.

One bright spot in spending so much time at the office was getting to be close to Julie so much more. It is difficult to explain my attraction for her.

Julie has been in my department for about 3 months now.

I still dont know much about her private life. What I know is pretty much limited to the time we spend here at work. I know that she works hard on all her projects, she seems to get along with all her coworkers, men and women, and she seems fairly conservative. I dont know what makes me come to that last conclusion, except from the ways she acts and dresses, or better, the way she doesnt act or dress. Even though all men in the office must be on guard against being accused of sexual harassment, some women arent to shy to openly flirt in the office and display their many attributes to anyone interested in looking.

Julie was not like that, she always seems very professional. She dresses simply, often sporty turtle neck sweaters, pants suits, full skirts. I must admit, I find her attractive, and the fact she doesnt seem to be advertising for sexual attention may add to the attraction. During the last three days my interest in Julie has grown. Sitting next to her in the conference room, pouring over the data, photos and reports, Im growing attached to her pleasant personality. She doesnt let the monotony of the task, or the pressure of successfully completing the project, get to her.

She is even keeled and friendly no matter the hour. Hopefully she hasnt noticed my gaze as she talks to our co-workers, my slightly lingering look as she leans over the table to study the most recent diagrams. Strange as it seems, the fact she seems to hide herself under the conservative clothing has made me wonder what her body looks like. Since so much is left to the imagination, I have caught myself during the waning hours of our 14 hour days, drifting off to imagine what she might be keeping from the world.

Once again, Ive drifted off after catching a glimpse of what appeared to be the edges of a lacey bra barely visible in the smallest gap of buttons on Julies otherwise conventional business attire. My mind quickly snaps back from this distracted dream when I feel something land on my thigh under the table. Good, so Steve and Julie can finish up the details and report back to the group tomorrow afternoon, the voice of Ralph Jenkins, our department head says, pulling my mind back to business. More startling then the fact I have no idea what Ive just been soft placeigned to do before tomorrow afternoon is the fact Julies hand is resting on my thigh. After a brief glance in my direction, Julie answered, I know I can speak for Steve that we are excited by the chance to give our full attention to this project. I can only hope the rest of the room didnt notice the full meaning of Julies words as she let her hand drift over the slight bulge in my slacks caused by my daydream. Julies calm business demeanor didnt crack. I felt compelled to stay seated as the room emptied. As the door closed behind our last co-worker, Julie smiled, turning in my direction, What seems to have you so distracted today? My cheeks blushed with an embarrassment that was quickly replaced with warm lust, as she slowly moved her hand in my lap. I, um, was, uh., I stammered looking for the right words.

I know what you were, uh, um, she said.

Do you think I didnt notice you trying to catch a peak at my breasts? I was caught, what was I going to say? I didnt, she stopped me, placing a finger on my lips. Dont worry about it, Im not upset, she said. Ive been noticing you too, she said, playfully punctuating her words with a slight squeeze of my growing erection. Actually, Ive been waiting for you to make the first move, but I guess Im just going to have to do it. With that she moved in closer, bringing her lips to mine. Softly at first, she let our lips meet, pressing in with more passion, slowly forcing our mouths open, I felt her tongue slowly enter my mouth.

The heat of sexual excitement filled the room. She pulled away, taking her hand from my lap and opening the buttons on her blouse. I thought I would make your viewing a little easier, she said with a sly smile. As my misperceptions of Julie came crashing in around me, I didnt take time to analyze where I may have gone wrong in my observations, instead choosing to seize the invitation to explore my passions. I reached out and lifted her blouse from her shoulders. She let her arms hang behind her and the blouse floated to the ground. Before me I saw her full breasts, straining against the delicate lace fabric of her bra. Not only had Julie successfully hidden her lustful desires, her conservative clothing hadnt even offered a hint that she was blessed with such magnificent breasts. My hands were drawn to cup the gorgeous mounds of flesh in front of me. With a slight squeeze of my hands I heard Julie exhale with a small moan. As I continued to massage her beautiful breasts she reached behind her back and released the bra clasp. Letting the bra fall free, my hands met the soft flesh of her breasts and felt her hard nipples press into the palm of my hands. Pulling my hands away I could now see the eraser like nipples rising from dark areoles.

Moving close, I placed my lips firmly around her left nipple. Sucking in hard, Julie pressed her breast to me. Oh yes, Steve, suck my tits.

Wanting to oblige, I moved my lips from her left to right nipple and back again. Sucking and massaging her wonderful breasts.

Her breathing growing deeper as our passions built. Briefly Julie pulled away from me, standing up, she grasped the waistband of her slacks. Not breaking her eye contact with me, she slowly lowered her slacks to the floor and stepped out of them. Standing totally naked before me, she raised herself to sit on the edge of the conference table. With a mischievous smile, she parted her legs to reveal clean shaven soft edges, apparently engorged with arousal and showing the slightest hints of dampness. Do you think you might bring your mouth here, she said, reaching down and parting her soft edges with her fingers. Quickly I went to my knees, bringing my face to the object of her invitation.

I slowly inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her arousal, filling my nose with the unmistakable scent of a womens passion. Slowly, I let my tongue reach out and lightly graze her soft edges. The sweet taste of her juices hitting my tongue, I pushed a bit more, parting her lips, and allowing the juices to flow more. Ughyes, she moaned and ground her hips forward to meet my eager mouth.

I moved in to fully enjoy the pleasures before me.

Lapping at her softness like a hungry animal, her soft edges opened before me and her juices flowing freely. Pressing my lips to her, I grasped her hardening personal place between my lips. Sucking hard on her personal place like a tiny length, her movements became more frantic, and her breathing more ragged. Suddenly, bringing her hands to the back of my head, she pushed her softness hard against my face. Oh God.

Im cumming, she screamed. As her juices gushed into my welcoming mouth I felt her body shake and rock with an incredible orgasm. A few moments later, after feeling a few quivers of aftershocks she let me raise my head from her lap and look up into her contented face.

I stood and looked down at her wonderful body. She lifted herself from her reclining position reached forward.

Dont think you are going anywhere, she said, reaching for my belt. Quickly and deftly she had my pants unbuttoned and dropping to the floor. My raging hard on sprang forward to meet her eager gaze. She swiftly grasped my length in her hand, making long hard strokes. The head of my length was already glistening with precum, excited beyond description by our opening adventures. Julie playfully extended her tongue to take the liquid into her mouth. Um, that tastes delicious, she purred. Momentarily she took my length into her mouth, slowly taking it deep into her mouth, massaging the length with her lips and tongue. With her hand she grasped my balls and sucked my length deeper. I was in heaven, feeling the warmth of her mouth caress my aching member.

Suddenly she pulled away. Uncontrollably I gasped, pushing my hips forward.

No, I need you in my softness, she said as she laid back on the table and brought her knees up and apart, exposing her gaping softness to me. As good as it felt in her mouth, I was ready to comply with her clear intentions. Bringing the head of my length to her open soft edges I quickly lubricated the tip with her abundant juices. Pushing forward, my length slowly parted her wanting soft edges, moving deeper, and her softness grasping me in its soothing warmth. We both sighed as my length continued to slide in, burying into her. As I fully entered her, my pubic bone meeting hers, I now felt I was filling every bit of her softness. We held here a moment, then, in unison, we started moving, pumping together as one. With the passion building, our movements grew more urgent, driving, and pounding.

Julies gaze didnt break from me I could see the pure lust in her eyes.

We began playing hard. Sometimes that word seems so wrong, so crass, but here it fit, this was pure animal desire. I felt the passion boiling in my balls, my length growing even harder, pulsing.

Then, as if on cue, Julies body shook with incredible force, Im cumming, she wailed, as I erupted, my cum filling her softness. I collapsed on top of her, exhausted and drained.

We held each other, breathing hard and sweating.

Slowly the room stopped spinning, my senses began to return. I lifted myself from her completely. She looked up with a satisfied smile. As we collected ourselves I looked at the mess we had created on the conference room table. I nearly forgot about the project. We have to make a presentation tomorrow. I said. Glancing around a moment, and then reaching out to give my damp length a slight pet, It looks like we may need to pull an all-nighter. And then she winked. I swore from that moment that I would never again judge a book by its cover.