Obioma has just resumed work with Edy, and everyone has been eyeing her, who will be the first to sample her in the office.
I'm doing well at the company, I work in a department of 20 and have recently been promoted to be a team leader of 8 of my colleagues and we all get along really well. We sit in an open plan area in our own desk so there isn't much privacy but we still manage to have a lot of fun in between our work.
Recently I was called in to my manager's office and he announced that we had a new member joining my team, a woman called Obioma Peter in her early 20s who would arrive the next week.
The rest of that week was spent fantasizing about Obioma, and I imagined this sexy lady who would satisfy all of my carnal needs. Of course the reality never turns out to match my imagination as I have found out many times in the past. I hoped that this time it would be different.
The next Monday I was sitting at my desk going through my innumerable emails having forgotten that Obioma was due to arrive that day. My phone rang and I picked it up wondering why our reception was calling me, and I quickly hid my surprise when they announced that a Miss Obioma is here to see me. I hurried down to the reception and when I saw Obioma I stopped and stared.
Maybe not the glamorous model that I imagined in my dreams but Obioma was certainly a beautiful lady. She was about 5'8" tall, with hair that fell to her shoulders. She was wearing a black jacket fastened over a blue top which seemed to accentuate what looked like lovely firm breasts. Her matching skirt was delightfully short, stopping a few inches above her knee and tight on her hips.
She was wearing black polished shoes with high heels. Her face was gorgeous, with deep eyes, and full red lips made to look even sexier with a deep red lipstick.
She smiled and her eyes sparkled as her whole face seemed to light up.
For a moment I carried on staring at her until it slowly dawned on me that she had said something.
"Can I come in?" she said.
I came out of my daze and tried to answer, feeling embarrassed as I realized I have been looking her up and down for quite some time.
"Yes Obioma...I mean no...I mean, welcome Obioma," I felt like an idiot and at that moment I wanted to crawl away and hide in a hole. Appearing like a randy man isn't the best way to greet a team member. Quickly I tried to be a bit more professional,
"I am Eddie, and I am going to be your team leader."
"Hello Eddie, I expect to enjoy working with you," Obioma replied. I was looking at her face, trying to keep my eyes from wandering down her gorgeous body again, and I thought I saw a slight wink but it was so brief and it didn't seem very likely.
I showed her to the lift and we went up to my floor and gestured for her to leave the lift. While she was walking out of the lift I let my eyes wander down her back and I admired her the way her tight short skirt clung to her round ass. I followed her out of the lift and I saw my boss in the distance, walking towards us. And that was enough to shake me out of my fantasies and back to the real world.
The rest of the day I kept everything professional, going out my way to be formal, settling her into her desk next to mine, introducing her to the rest of my team and explaining all about our work. I felt absolutely exhausted by the end of the day from all my efforts to be so formal and businesslike and I was glad when it was time to leave.
The next few days I gradually got used to having her around and it helped that I left her with some other, female members of my team. I concentrated on my own work although it didn't help that the other men in my team sent me some messages to me explaining how they would like to help her in all sorts of ways.
I felt annoyed at this and I was rather abrupt with them, explaining how the company's computers were not to be used for such purposes, even though I had done the same in the past.
The days went slowly but eventually we reached Friday and it is traditional for the team to go to a bar after work for a quick drink before heading off home for the weekend. I wondered how I would react if she came along because it would be the first time I would get to talk to her outside of work.
I asked her to join us and she gave me one of her enchanting smiles which immediately sent a shiver through me, and said she would love to come with us.
At the end of the day I had to finish off some last minute reports before I headed to the bar and so I was the last one to arrive, When I entered the bar I looked around for my team, especially looking for Obioma. I saw them in the corner standing and chatting at the counter but I felt my heart sink when I saw all the men surrounding her, obviously vying for her attentions.
I wandered over and ordered a drink and stood around talking to the women in my team, although none of them were in the same league as her.
I did my best to concentrate on what the women were talking about but my mind was really on sexy Obioma. She looked gorgeous as she smiled and laughed with the men and I imagined spending time with her as I watched her sexy ass. I wondered if I should push into the group of men around her and exert my authority as the team leader but I knew I would be the laughing stock of the company if my attempts to pull her failed tonight.
So I decided that instead I would arrange to leave when she did and therefore get a chance to chat in private outside. But Sandra, one of the women in my team who is a five years older than me, got into a heated discussion about work which distracted me.
A few minutes later, when I turned round to watch her, she was gone, and despite racing to the door to look outside there was no sign of her and I had missed my opportunity.
I went back into the bar and spent far too long, drinking and laughing with the rest of my team until I was the last one left. I hoped that she would turn up again but eventually I gave up and went home.
The following Monday I arrived at work after a frustrating weekend without any sex. Then it got worse when I was asked to get my team to work on an urgent report that needed to be completed by the end of the day and would interrupt our other work.
I had to share out the work and got her involved even though she had only been with us a week. I went to her desk to talk to her about the work and she gave me such a sexy smile I felt my dick twitch in my trousers.
She was wearing a short sexy skirt that teased all the men and her hair was looking freshly washed and flowed to her shoulders. I didn't know what perfume she was wearing but it connected directly to my dick and added to my stimulation. With a struggle I explained what I needed her to do and quickly left.
After that, everything seemed to go wrong. The information we needed wasn't available, the people we needed to talk to were out of the office, or were in the office but away from their desks. The computers crashed or went on a go slow. I printed some of the information I had eventually found we needed and I went to pick the sheets up from the printer.
"Damn", I said out loud when I saw the printer had made a mess of my print out and had run out of paper. I looked around to see if a secretary was around to help but even they were away from their desks. Was there some massive orgy going on somewhere else that was consuming all the staff?
I stormed off to the cupboard that was located down the corridor towards the lifts. I muttered to myself all the way, moaning at how I had to fix everything around here. I opened the door to the cupboard, which is more of a small room than a cupboard, with all the walls covered in shelves of stationery.
To my surprise I saw a sexy ass facing me over on the far side of the room, with a short skirt barely covering the object of my lust for the past week.
"Damn, that's a sexy sight," I thought to myself as I came to an abrupt halt and let the door swing closed behind me.
Obioma slowly stood up, her skirt covering more of her legs as she straightened, and she turned round to face me and I breathed deeply as I smelt her erotic perfume again.
"I'm glad you think so," she said, smiling slightly and just standing there, legs slightly apart, her short skirt teasingly covering the tops of her long legs and my mind imagined getting between those sexy legs. I felt my dick stirring again.