🔥 Our office AC broke, what could possibly go wrong? 💦

[Nips]

What should have been a productive day at the office turned into something steamier. Literally. I'm sweating I can hardly concentrate on work. Nobody is in a good mood today. Expect for that intern we just hired. As I'm cursing our broken AC unit, the young woman walks over to my desk, offering me something cold. I accept the drink, fanning my shirt a little to express my gratitude. She giggles and returns to her duties.

She's so sweet. I wonder if she's single. As she walks away, I follow her with my eyes. The heat is making everyone sweat, and causing clothing to stick uncomfortably. I see her own skirt is damp around her cute little ass, and I can see all too clearly the profile of her curves. Is she...is she going commando?

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Edited June 25 by Nips
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[Livvy]

Lucy tugged again a little at her uncomfortable blouse; it was just far too hot. Sure, this was just a temp gig, but couldn't they at least spring for some decent AC, it was the height of summer after all. Shifting again in my chair, trying to get comfortable my playing with my blouse ended up showing off even more of my impressive bust to my co-workers. But I just couldn't bring myself to mind. Fanning myself for a moment before reaching back and fixing my hair for what feels like the hundredth time this morning, my arms in such a way that they push my breasts together even more, giving the cutie i just gave a drink to another eyeful as i did.

 

Picking up my drink and nursing it between my tits so that the ice inside it would try and cool me down even if it wasn't likely to work i had to try something

[IsabellaRose]

I watch as Lucy adjusts her blouse, the fabric clinging to her skin in the oppressive heat. The movement draws my attention to her curves, and I can't help but appreciate the view. Her blouse is damp, and the way it clings to her body leaves little to the imagination. I can see the outline of her bra, and my mind wanders to what lies beneath. I find myself wondering what it would be like to reach out and touch her, so I lean back in my chair, trying to get a better view of her. Her skirt is riding up, and I can see more of her legs than I should. The thought of what might or might not be underneath that skirt sends a jolt of excitement through me. I shift again, trying to adjust myself discreetly, but I can feel my cock growing inside my already uncomfortable khakis.

I take a sip of the cold drink she gave me, the ice cubes clinking against the glass. The cold liquid is a brief respite from the heat, but it does little to quell the fire burning inside me. I can feel my heart racing, and I know it's not just from the temperature, and just like that, I have an idea.

I walk to her desk, gesturing with my glass of ice water, as if intending to hand it to her. But as I do, my grip "accidentally" slips, cold liquid and ice cubes spilling down her cleavage. I watch as the water soaks through her blouse, clinging to her skin and outlining her curves even more clearly, making the fabric nearly transparent.

"Oh, my... I'm so sorry," I say, trying to sound sincere. "Let me help you clean that up."

I reach out, my fingers brushing against her skin as I try to help. I can feel the heat radiating from her body, and I know she can feel mine too. I lean in closer, my voice a low whisper.

"Or maybe, if we can't cool down, we see just how hot we can make it..." I let the suggestion hang in the air, the innuendo clear. I straighten up, a smirk playing on my lips as the bulge in my pants becomes apparent.