The Chance to Change Ch. 08

C, I hope you're doing ok. I miss you. Every. Single. Day.
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I'm currently without an editor so I'm sorry for any grammatical errors that you find. I have the next few chapters written and will be up shortly. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 8
Me and Karla spent the rest of the day talking while watching a couple of movies, half focused at that. We decided that it'd be best if Karla went home that night. At least that way she would have the appropriate clothing and we wouldn't be walking into work together. Less suspicion the better is what was best.
It was strange not having her around me, like I was missing the warmth in the room. Before Karla came along I always thought I was broken or maybe damaged. I didn't care what people thought, I didn't care how my life went and to some degree I didn't care about myself. It's only now that I realise how stupid I've been, pushing people aside because I thought it would make me happier. I had been trying to swim with stones in my pockets, waiting for my strength to give out and finally be consumed by the depths.
Then Karla came along and somehow I just knew she was also a lost soul, maybe that's why we get on so well. It was nice to think that I had found someone who shares such similarities to myself, it gave me hope that things will be different from now on, and I couldn't be more ready.
I found myself falling asleep earlier than usual as I got over excited to see Karla again. I needed to talk to her, to hold her, to fuck her. It was the only thing I could think about and it drove me crazy knowing that she wasn't in my life sooner.
I turned up to work at the usual time, knowing that Karla probably wasn't as excited to see me as I was her. Oh how wrong I was.
I exit the elevator and walk to my office, open the door and place my bag down in the usual spot, before hopping into my chair and inhaling a much needed burst of oxygen.
"I need to focus on work. Come on Wyatt, concentrate." I speak out loud, trying to focus my mind on something other than Karla.
Just as I begin to open the files in front of me I feel something touch my inner leg. I quickly glance down into the dark gap under my desk to see a pair of eyes looking straight up at me.
"Karla!" I nearly shout loud enough for the entire floor to hear. I try to calm myself down before continuing. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Oh hey boss. I lost my pen," Karla speaks while she also begins to unzip my trousers and unlock the metal seal around my waist.
"Fuck!" I stammer about in my chair. "Don't you think this is a bit... dangerous?" My heart is pounding now, partly from fear of being caught and partly from seeing Karla on her knees under my desk. The excitement overpowered my judgement.
Karlas quick hands make short work of pulling my trousers down slightly and snaking my dick from its confines like some kind of snake charmer. I instinctively look up out of the glass windows ahead of me, bordering myself and the rest of the floor.
"No one is watching, are they even able to see anything? I just have to act normal and no one will suspect a thing." I think to myself. "One problem. I have a pale skinned goddess about to jerk me off!" Suddenly Karla engulfs my rapidly hardening member into her wet mouth. "Scratch that, sucking me off! Fuckkk!"
I look down to witness the action being performed. Karlas hair is darker than usual, but I brought that up to the darkness under the desk. She made short work of getting me hard, it must have been a new record. Karla began to pump her puffy lips up and down my shaft, every downward motion taking me further into her mouth.
"Oh my god!"
Karla responds to my words with a moan of her own, vibrating my cock every so slightly. Her hands grip the back rest of my chair as she pulls herself forward, trying to swallow more of my girth into her wanting mouth. The position made it difficult but no less satisfying.
I cant help reaching a hand down and grabbing hold of a fist full of her hair as I relish the feel of my cock hitting her throat.
Then, a quiet knock at the door. My heart skips a beat at the possibility of being caught, a worrying yet naughty thought. Karla hears the knock and decides to speed up her assault on my rod.
"Oh fuck! Ummm come in!"
It was Jenny bringing me a morning coffee. I should have guessed from the knock that it was her, quiet as ever. She walked on over to my desk, light footed and moving slower than I needed her to. She was wearing a long skirt that perfectly framed her legs and thighs, her hair tied up in a pony-tail and her top was fitted tightly to her small stature. Her breasts were much smaller than Karlas, but would still bounce slightly if she made any fast movements.
"It's just me bringing your coffee Mr. Bennett. I'm sorry it's a little late, I can't find Karla and she's been the one bringing it to you recently." Jennys words were spoken with a hint of jealousy that I hadn't noticed from her before.
Karla Şerifali Escort brings my cock almost all the way out, only leaving my swollen head in her wet mouth. She then places her hand on my shaft and begins to furiously jerk me up and down.
"Uhh uhh. That's fine, uhh, Jenny. Thank you." I try to smile something towards her but the sensation on my cock made it difficult to form anything.
"Umm sure, no problem. Is there anything you want me to do for you?" Jenny's body instinctively starts seductively swaying as she awaits an answer.
I can't help but roam my eyes over her slim body for a moment. Immediately the sight had an effect on my cock and thickened in Karlas mouth. She took that as a sign to pick up the pace and did so without hesitation.
I slam my hand down on the table, harder than I meant to and caused Jenny to jump. I felt Karla jump too as she stopped all movements for a moment before diving straight back down into it.
"No Jenny, I'm fine! Thank you," I state nearly angry.
Jenny's eyes go wide as she quickly turns around and heads for the door. I watch as her ass shakes from side to side before she finally leaves the room, thankfully shutting the door behind her. I felt bad for accidentally shouting at Jenny, but I was nearly at my limit and I wasn't sure if I was able to pass off a massive moan and grunt as a 'sudden headache' or something along those lines.
"Karla fucking hell! This is insane we need to stop!" My plead to her comes out unconvincingly and she starts sucking my entire length back into her mouth. I wonder where her hand went, but then imagined it between her legs.
The sensation was too much, I grab hold of her head and force my cock into her mouth as far as I could, just reaching the back of her throat. I could feel her throat muscles tightening, preparing for what was to come. And then it hit, the wave of sheer pleasure that every man and woman craves.
"Ooohhh FUCKKK!!"
I throw my head back as my cum shoots from my body and into Karlas mouth. I could feel her throat trying to swallow it, but there was too much and it caused her to choke slightly. She powered through, never taking my cock out, only pulling it to the edge of her lips as the rest of my seed spilled out onto her willing tongue.
"Fuck!
As the last drops of fluid leave my rod I slump back into my chair. Fully relaxed and oblivious to the world.
Karla remains under the desk for a moment, cleaning off my cock as best she can. It felt like she was actually doing it for her than for me, but I decide not to test the waters with that one just yet. After a few moments of trying to adjust my clothes back to how they should be without making it look like I was trying to put them back on, I move out of the way so Karla can come out.
She smiles up at me, a smile that shows wickedness. "Can't I stay here for a little longer. I'll be good. I promise..."
"Fuck!" Was all I get out before shaking the thoughts from my head. "No! You'll get us both sacked. Now come one," I gesture to the floor away from the desk.
She caught me off guard this time. "I'll have to get her back for that."
Karla reluctantly crawled back into the world of light. My eyes immediately lock on her new darker hair. I knew I wasn't imagining that.
"Your hair's changed."
Karla creeps her eyes above the desk to check if the coast is clear. No ones looking so she stands up and looks my way and smiles.
"Yeah. I did it last night. Do you like?" She sways her head slightly as the long strands of hair cover her face and wave about.
It was a dark brown on top that cascaded down her body with light blue nearly grey tips. Her long hair always had an impact on me and her new colours sent me into overdrive. The brown and blue accentuated her pale skin. It was... gorgeous.
"I like." Feeling like an idiot for the only thing I could think of to say.
Karla noticed the awe in my face and giggled at my reaction. "I better get back to work before someone notices I'm missing," she begins walking around the front of my desk. "Oh, so Jenny huh?" Her eyes lock on mine with a knowing smile and hint of smirk.
Immediately I feel the embarrassment hit my face as it begins to burn into my skin. "Uhh, I uhh," stumbling I try to find the words, but none came.
She laughs it off, "Don't worry, she's fucking hot!" Then she winks at me and continues her way out the door, knowing I'm watching her with a surprised look across my face.
I sit back down, completely speechless. It was every mans dream for that to happen, someone hiding under your desk, sucking you off while trying to work, but that was unreal.
The rest of the day went by without much of anything, the work was up to date, Mr. Goodwin seemed happy with the progress and how I had been managing it all. Part of me thought that I would get a promotion if I kept it up, but would that mean that I wouldn't see Karla anymore? Would she want to see me outside İstanbul Escort of work?
I found myself wondering about that for a while. It was something I had to force myself to ignore for now, just so I could continue living the dream.
At lunch Karla told me she was meeting up with Jenny after work. She didn't give me much to go on, just that they wanted to talk and get to know each other better. I found it curious, but mostly I was just happy she was getting on with the people she would be working with, and make a friend in the process. The only downside was that I wouldn't be having sex tonight, but in a weird way it was probably for the best. Try not to accomplish everything that I wanted to do to her in the first week.
I did however enjoy the looking through the window at my little sex demon. I knew it was something I would never get bored of, and every time she caught me she would blush and smile that killer smile my way. It was so distracting yet intoxicating. That afternoon I decided to do something I never had done before, ask a friend to go for a drink.
Matt was the first friend I had when I moved to this city. I rented the flat off of my uncle and began looking for work. This was a time when I only did muscle workouts, getting my chest, arms, legs and core as sturdy as possible before I decided to take up running. One morning I ran into another man who was also new to running, he had lived here his whole life but rarely worked out. We began chatting as we caught a breather and he told me there was a job going at a local business he worked near.
As you know, I got the job and continued my running. Matt began jogging with me for a few months and we quickly became friends. It wasn't until he got a new job as an IT guy. I wasn't sure of the appropriate title, but he moved further into the city and stopped jogging with me. We still kept up some sort of communication from time to time, but never really had much to say. One time he had asked me to lend him money, which I did, and never got it back. I wasn't sour about it because it didn't effect my lifestyle.
I decided to message him to go out for a drink. I wasn't expecting an answer, but he replied with a very enthusiastic yes, much to my surprise. Just before heading home, I told Karla what I was doing and shared a passionate kiss which quickly escalated. If I hadn't stopped the kiss then we probably would be fucking right then and there. We went our separate ways and then I met up with Matt a short while later at a bar somewhere between where we both lived.
"Matt, good to see you mate." We walked up together and did a predictable 'guy' handshake.
Matt had gotten slightly bigger in the last few years, obviously worked out some. I was still bigger which made me subconsciously proud of myself. He had longer blonde hair now, and a tiredness under his eyes that I have seen all too frequently from people in work either turning up late or hungover.
"Wyatt you son of a bitch! How you doing?"
"I'm pretty good actually. What about you?" I noticed I didn't necessarily care for the answer and wasn't sure why I wanted to go for a drink in the first place.
"Yeah not bad, not bad."
We sat down with beers in hand and made idle chatter before Matt asked me something I wasn't expecting.
"So, whats wrong? Money trouble? Someone pregnant? Oh I know, you're wanted by the fuzz!"
I found it funny that he mentioned money trouble. Either he wanted me to forget I leant him some or he had actually forgotten.
"Umm nothing really, I just wanted to go out to be honest mate. I'm not really sure why."
"Well that's different. When we first met I couldn't get you out of the flat except for when we went for a run," he looked at me curiously. "Somethings different about you,"
"Good different or bad?" I asked, genuinely interested in his answer this time.
"Hmm. A good different. You're smiling more, and you're looking around you rather than at the floor," his eyes narrowed down on me like a police officer inspecting a suspect. "Oh my god you've found a woman!"
Matts voice was loud enough for the entire bar to hear us.
"How the fuck? And no I haven't found a 'woman'. I've been seeing someone from work."
"Ok hang on. From fucking work?" I could tell that the beer was hitting Matt hard by now.
"Shit!" I thought to myself. I forgot he knew where I worked. It was renowned for being strict on such matters.
"Ugh. Yes, work."
"Are you fucking serious? You'll be thrown out if they find out. And not just thrown out, you wont get another job doing what you're doing. Goodwin will see to that."
I knew that Mr. Goodwin made sure you didn't work in another business like his in the area. If you wanted to carry on in that line of work, you had to travel much further away.
"Matt, I know the risks. I know what I'm doing."
"Fuck. Is she worth it?" Genuine interest spreads across Matts face.
"Oh god yeah!" My answer came quick. Ümraniye Escort I realised I didn't even have to think about it.
"Well..."
"Well what?" I asked.
"Fucking hell. Tell me about her!"
"Ohhh right," I laughed as I noticed I was having the first semi-normal conversation in years. "Well, she's pretty. Fantastic personality. Amazing body and probably the only person I feel comfortable talking openly to."
"Gee thanks," he said, looking at me with a fake eye roll.
"Shut up, you know what I mean."
"Well, she must be pretty special if she caught your eye. You're like a rock,"
"Strong?"
Matt laughed. "No, cold. You fucking idiot."
We both bellowed out in laughter like old times. It was nice. Part of me wondered if it was because of Karla that I was even out. Maybe I wanted to see a friend, or I just wanted to tell someone about her. Its not like I can with anyone else.
"So, whats been happening with you?" At this point I was pretty sure I knew what had him so tired, but I didn't want to assume.
"I had a kid," he spoke like it was nothing big. "Knocked up a bird from the gym."
"Umm, congratulations? I think."
"Yeah its great and all, but I'm so fucking tired. All she does is cry then sleep, then cry again."
"Fuck that!" I stated. "And what about this 'bird' from the gym? You together?"
"Yeah. Her names Lindsey, she's great, but lazy as fuck. Most of the time she makes me see to Laura."
I assumed Laura was his baby and tried to focus back on what Matt was saying. The drinks were going down smoother than I had expected. I never was much of a drinker, but it was quite nice to change it up. With Karla around I had already shifted from first gear to fifth, so I didn't see a point in stopping there. Changing it up might be good for me.
"And what about your job? Still in...umm, I.T was it?"
"Hah, yeah. I'm a computer analyst," he spoke with pride. "It's great. I've always been good with computers, hacked into my ex's laptop when I was eighteen and shared some of her nudes across social media, fuckin bitch!"
Not that I approved of what he had done, I did find it fascinating. I was learning so much about him in this small get together, it was unlike me to take anything outside of work with interest. Maybe I'm growing? "Probably the drink." I thought.
After a couple more drinks coupled with a few games of pool, we said our goodbyes and headed home. I checked my watch to see that it was nearly ten at night. I thought we were only out for a while, but time had flown by. Not wanting to risk waking Karla up, I headed home and got ready for bed. I stumbled trying to get my clothes off and half-arsed brushing my teeth before hitting the hay.
I awoke to a searing pain in my head, a pain I hadn't felt in years. I was hungover!
"Oh fuck!" There was no way I was going for a run today, not with my head feeling like someone had taken a mallet to it.
Moving slower than usual I made it into work later than some of the staff. It immediately had them whispering and gawking at me. I noticed Karla share a knowing smile in my direction as I headed for my office.
I hadn't been late for work once, and even though I wasn't technically late, I was still in later than some of the staff.
"Today is going to be a long day."
After some much needed Ibuprofen and a coffee provided by Karla, I felt much better. It wasn't until near lunch time that I could see Karla and Jenny whispering between themselves and frequently looking in my direction that I got a little uncomfortable. Had she told Jenny? Or was I being paranoid?
A while later I received a text from Karla, saying to meet her in the store room.
On the floor directly under mine was a storage room, it was used by everyone who needed a little extra space for files, paper and other office requirements. I had only been there a handful of times myself, but I knew what she was doing.
With zero chance of resisting, I got up and headed straight for the stairs. I noticed that she wasn't at her desk, which meant she was already there and waiting. A quick glance around the floor to see if anyone was watching me closely, and I was safe. The door quickly closes behind me as I make my way own the stairs.
Unbeknownst to me, Jenny had secretly been watching me leave the room.
Between the floors were two sets of stairs, with a platform between each. Little decoration except for a window and a vending machine on every four floors.
As I made my way down the first set of stairs to the platform, Karla was waiting for me.
"How did you know I would take the stairs?" I asked curiously.
"I guessed. Knowing you, you would think it was pointless when you could walk it in half the time." She gave me a wide smile as I walked closer to her.
I came in close to look her in the eyes. "You should have been a detective."
"And miss out on this fun? I don't think so," our lips locked the second she finished her sentence.
I pushed her backwards against the wall, harder than I meant to and she hit her head on the solid surface. I tried to pull away from her to see if she was ok, but she wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned into my mouth.