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[22483] happy birthday

I kissed my coworker yesterday. Three small, sweet, soft kisses. It was his birthday. We've been friends a long time, and have spent most of our time laughing. We find the same ridiculous stuff funny. Some months ago, we began playing an online game at night. The game is glorified chat, and we spent hours talking, getting closer than working together for four years has ever done. The game offers many fun activities, but one of the most fun is the sex, which is done with computer generated avatars and is strikingly realistic in some cases! Because of our always-lighthearted forays into these nasty areas of the game, we have found ourselves easily slipping into discussions about sexplay, exchanging personal information that is entirely inappropriate between a married man and his coworker. After this type of discussion, we can't look at one another at work, and spend the day walking around all red in the face and grinning like idiots. But yesterday...was his birthday. I went against every personal guarantee I'd been making to myself all these months about how moral I am, and I lay a trap for that man involving glossing my lips with a cherry tootsie roll pop until they were completely candied and shining. When he came into the room, I strode to him, cupped his chin in my hand and administered to him three of the softest, sweetest, most delicious little kisses I have ever given. They were short, virtual pecks, but they were square on the lips, and for that moment we were as close as two can be. The way I held his face was so intimate...I have replayed it in my head a thousand times. I wonder what work will be like on Monday. I feel guilty and elated. Scared and thrilled. Disappointed in myself and ready for more. Wrong as it is, I want more.

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