Honey Lust: Night Work

 Honey Lust: Night Work

Quintessa (Tessa for short, also what her friends call her) Rawlins is a one-woman real estate all-rounder with her real estate firm; she flips, renovates, repairs, and sells houses, not only that, but she also specializes in commercial real estate for business properties. Her business allows her to wear many hats, especially a hard hat.  

But she doesn’t do everything on her own for her office. She has her handsome boy Friday/office assistant named Bon-Hwa Sung. He’s tall, handsome, but more importantly, he’s helpful, considerate, efficient, a multi-tasker, and an excellent typist who can type 60 WPM; he has been working for Quintessa for a year and a half. 

Bon-Hwa nailed his job interview with not only a demonstration of his clerical skills and an impressive resume but also with the words, “Look, I know I’m just a man, but I can do the job. Just give me a chance to prove it.”  

Not only that, but he also cares for her well-being by reminding her to take a lunch break and on some days a yoga break to ease her stress. For instance, Quintessa had dealt with an arguing married couple while on a listing (the wife wanted a house big enough for their fur babies while the husband wanted a house close to his family) and ended up with a massive stress-meets-hunger headache before lunch; Bon-Hwa not only gave her Tylenol and a bottle of water, but also gave her half of a salad he made with salmon, spinach, avocados, and blueberries.  

Bon-Hwa can also make coffee at the break room or take coffee orders when he goes out to the local coffeehouse, he knows Quintessa likes her hot coffee with cream and two sugars and her iced coffee with caramel, vanilla, a shot of espresso, whipped cream, and caramel syrup.  

While she’s out of the office, Bon-Hwa would leave brief notes for her when they’re not work-related memos. Another thing, he gets excited about taking letters for her when he sits beside her in her office or on her desk.  

One Friday night, Quintessa gathered all the little notes Bon-Hwa left for her and read them in order from the very first to the most recent note. One note, for example, mentioned offering a little massage, especially on her neck and shoulders, where she felt the most tension. As soon as he clocked out, Bon-Hwa was about to leave work for the night when he stopped by Quintessa’s office and knocked on the door. 

“I wanted to stop by before I go home.” Bon-Hwa said as he stepped into her office. 

“Of course. I’ve been reading your notes while I was on my lunch break, especially the one about a massage.” Tessa replied as she walked up to him. 

“I’m good with my hands when I’m not writing shorthand, organizing files, or handling telephones.” Bon-Hwa replied. 

“I am feeling a little tension in my neck and shoulders; I’d like to take you up on your offer on that massage.” Quintessa said to him. 

With her hair in a lower bun, Quintessa had taken off her jacket, giving Bon-Hwa access; his large hands slowly massaged her both of her shoulder and the back of her neck. She felt the tension melt from her upper body as he kneaded her muscles with each massage. Quintessa briefly imagined what his hands would feel all over her body. 

“Does that feel better?” Bon-Hwa asked her. 

“Yes, thank you. See you tomorrow morning, Bon-Hwa.” Tessa replied as she put her jacket back on and they both went home for the night. 

The following week, Quintessa entered her office ready to start her Monday when she discovered a note from Bon-Hwa along with her morning coffee order. 

“I got us both coffee and I needed to stop by the bakery for pastries for the morning,” The first half of the note said. 

She then continued to read the second half of the note, where Bon-Hwa wrote about helping relax after a long day of work; all that and about how excited he gets anytime she would wear a pencil skirt to the office, which was no surprise because she was wearing a black pencil skirt that morning. The note also said about how he would want to demonstrate his other skills, mainly the ones not mentioned in his resume. Quintessa put the note in her desk drawer before Bon-Hwa arrived with pastries and donuts in hand; she had an idea in her mind to reply to the notes and something else up her sleeves. 

That night, Quintessa was relaxing at her home and reading Bon-Hwa's notes. She had maintained an excellent professional relationship with him, yet she wondered what kind of lover he would be and how he would perform between the sheets. She then had an idea while she looked through both her closet and her lingerie drawer; she would be ready to give Bon-Hwa a surprise in response to his notes after work hours.  

The following Friday, Quintessa was in her usual positive and productive yet professional demeanor with open houses, renovations, and showings throughout the day. She texted Bon-Hwa her lunch and iced coffee orders before noon; she decided to wait till near the end of the workday to send him a sexy selfie, which would be part one of the surprise for him. Then, two hours before closing time, she left a note on Bon-Hwa's desk, telling him to stop by her office after work and before he left for the night.  

Bon-Hwa knocked on Quintessa’s office door later that night, “You wanted to see me, Miss Rawlins?” he asked her. 

“Yes, please come in. Be sure to close the door after you.” Quintessa replied as Bon-Hwa stepped into her office.  

“I wanted to talk to you about those little notes that you left for me. I like them and read every single one of them.” She added. 

Surprised by her response to his notes, Bon-Hwa said to her, “I had thought about expressing some strong sexual desires for you for the next one, but it wouldn’t be appropriate during business hours.” 

“Good call on your part. I especially liked this one note saying how excited you would get whenever I wear a pencil skirt.” She replied. 

“The reason I say that because I’d imagine what your thighs look like, plus I would love to feel them wrapped around my waist.” Bon-Hwa said to her. 

Quintessa had on a midi black pencil skirt that had two zippers in the front, one on each side. She then slowly unzipped one of the zippers to reveal the top of one of her black lace stockings before she zipped it back. She received a smile from Bon-Hwa and smiled back at his reaction; she gave him a smoldering glance from behind as she slowly took off her pencil skirt to reveal a shorter skirt underneath, which was a dark gray belted mini skirt with a side slit.  

“I’m ready to show my other skills to you, Miss Rawlins.” Bon-Hwa spoke as he scanned every inch of her with his brown almond-shaped eyes. 

“It’s after work hours. You can call me Quintessa or Quin for short, because only my friends call me Tessa.” She said to him as she removed the giant tortoise hair clip, letting down her medium-length dark brown hair. 

Quintessa leaned against the front of her desk; she watched in anticipation as Bon-Hwa took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his fitted button-down shirt. Bon-Hwa had a body on him; he was buff in the right places with six-pack abs and his chocolate brown hair complimented his honey-kissed complexion. While Bon-Hwa made himself comfortable, a light bulb lit up in Quintessa’s mind and she had an idea. 

“Bon-Hwa, I want you to have a seat, and I’ll tell you a fantasy I had about you while I stroke your cock. Would that be okay with you?” Quintessa asked him as she softly stroked his hair. 

“I would love that so much.” Bon-Hwa replied with a grin on his handsome face as he let Quintessa slide both of her hands into his dark blue boxer shorts. 

She got a feel of his cock between his legs, which felt heavy and thick in her hands. Though she’s patient, she couldn’t wait to feel it inside her. She looked into his almond-shaped eyes while she stroked his cock with both of her hands. 

“I remembered that day when you came into my office wearing a white fitted boat neck tank top and black yoga pants and you invited me to an afternoon yoga session at the park because I was feeling stressed. That tank top showed off your fit arms, especially when you were doing different yoga poses. I sometimes imagined being held in those arms of yours or laying my head on your chest. That day, I had watched you as you drank from your water bottle and the water dripped down your body, giving me a preview through a wet t-shirt.” Quintessa said. 

She watched as he moaned in response to her touch, the feel of her soft hands stroking his thick cock; Bon-Hwa glanced at her and softly bit his lip as she stroked him.  

“Now that you’re good and hard, I would like for you to tell me a fantasy while you unbutton my white shirt and unzip my mini skirt. I want you to do it slow because there’s another part of the surprise.” Quintessa said to him. 

With his skilled hands, Bon-Hwa took his time and unbuttoned Quintessa’s fitted white button-down blouse as he told of a fantasy that he had about her. He told her about two fantasies: 1) where he would kiss between her thighs under her desk while she took a call and 2) having sex with her in the conference room at night with the lights on. His hands then moved to the waistband of the gray belted miniskirt as he unzipped the back of the skirt; Quintessa wiggled her hips as she took off the skirt. There, Bon-Hwa watched in both arousal and amazement at the sight of Quintessa in lingerie and stockings. It was like he was in the presence of a goddess. 

She wore a lingerie set that included a lace teddy (white on top and black on the bottom) with a pair of black lace panties, a pair of black thigh-high stockings, and a garter belt.  

Bon-Hwa looked at her entire body and said to her, “Quin, you have it all: brains, business, beauty, and body.” 

“Are you ready to put in work?” Quintessa asked him.  

“Ready, willing, and able.” Bon-Hwa responded as he walked up to her, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the lips. 

Bon-Hwa continued kissing her lips, switching from soft and sweet to deep and passionate, making sure she was properly warmed up. His hands placed on her waistline while they kissed; Quintessa let out a moan while he made soft kisses all around her neck, she softly played with his hair, he then moved his lower to feel her thick, shapely thighs and his fingers made a trace of garters and the tops of her stockings. He gently broke the kiss and took off his dark gray pants in front of her till he was in his black boxer briefs, Quintessa enjoyed the view of his built body, especially his hardened erection. 

“Can I touch your body?” She asked him. 

He nodded yes and Quintessa rubbed her hands all over his body, her hands roamed eagerly over his smooth, muscled male flesh. She then decided to do a slow little striptease by lowering the straps of her teddy before pulling it down to reveal her full breasts; she deliberately rubbed her breasts against him while she kissed his lips.  

 

“Let’s take it to the conference room.” Bon-Hwa said as he swept Quintessa up into his arms and carried her from the office to the vacant conference room. 

“And have a private conference.” Quintessa added. 

Once they made it to the conference room, Bon-Hwa kissed her lips as he sat her body down on the table and he sat down on one of the chairs. He then squeezed and kneaded her breasts with his hands before he suckled her nipples. His mouth moved lower to her belly, planting light kisses around her navel; Quintessa lifted her hips as she took off her teddy, leaving her with just her panties and stockings.  

Bon-Hwa pushed her panties to the side, wet his fingers with his tongue, and slid two of them into her wet, hairless slit; Quintessa let out a moan in response to his touch, he fingerfucked her pussy and rubbed her clit at the same time. He briefly watched Quintessa, looking at the pleasure on her face.  

“Do you have protection on you?” Quintessa moaned as she asked him. 

Bon-Hwa stood up, looked into her eyes, and responded with an honest “I’m not sure I have any with me.” 

“Check my desk in the office, there should be a box of condoms in one of the drawers.” Quintessa said to him. 

She briefly watched as Bon-Hwa went over to her office to look for the condoms and slid her hand between her thighs to feel her wetness while she waited. A few minutes later, Bon-Hwa came back to the conference room with the found box of condoms, he opened the box and with eager anticipation tore open the wrapper; he put the condom onto his thick cock and was properly protected. He stood up from the chair and started to tease her wet pussy lips with the tip of his condom-covered cock for a little bit. 

Quintessa went into spread-eagle position on the table before she linked her thighs around Bon-Hwa’s hips once he entered her pussy, she gasped at the feel of him inside her. Bon-Hwa started his thrusts slow and deep as they were in the leg lock position; he held onto her waist while she looked into his almon-shaped eyes and his thrusts switched between slow and fast. Quintessa was in orgasmic bliss as she enjoyed the view of Bon-Hwa's fit, naked body, his cock continued hitting her g-spot with each thrust. 

They then switched into the amazing butterfly position where Quintessa lifted her legs and rested them on Bon-Hwa's shoulders; she tilted her pelvis upward at an angle toward him, Bon-Hwa placed his hands on her hips, and thrusted deep and slow. She used one of her hands to stimulate her clit by rubbing it in small circles. 

“Oh my god, Quintessa, you feel so good, and the sight of your body really turns me on. I love the feel of your pussy squeezing my cock.” Bon-Hwa moaned while he continued to thrust. 

“You’re doing me so good, Bon-Hwa. Excellent work! Keep going!” Quintessa moaned in response. 

Bon-Hwa kept going with the deep and slow thrusts, he also planted soft kisses on Quintessa’s legs and ankles.  

“I’m ready for you to get on top, boss lady.” Bon-Hwa said to her. 

After that, they switched positions, and Quintessa rode his cock in reverse cowgirl with Bon-Hwa sitting in the office chair. She rode him slow at the beginning then gradually increased the tempo while her feet were on the floor and her hands held on to the chair; Bon-Hwa held onto her hips and fondled her breasts as he enjoyed the feel of her on top of him, they were skin-to-skin as their bodies rubbed up against each other.  

Quintessa could feel Bon-Hwa as they were getting closer to the climax, but she kept going; she threw it back while her pussy squeezed his cock tight.  

She turned to look at him and asked, “Are you enjoying yourself, Bon-Hwa?" 

“You feel so fucking good, Quintessa.” Bon-Hwa moaned. 

They moved down to the floor where they were in doggy style position; Bon-Hwa held on to Quintessa’s hips while he licked her pussy and clit from behind while he stroked his cock in preparation for intercourse, he then sat on his knees and began to put his back into it giving her slow, deep strokes for several minutes before speeding up the tempo. While fucking her pussy from behind, he planted kisses and licks around her back; they both moaned and groaned at the same time while Bon-Hwa enjoyed the feel of his cock being squeezed by her sugar walls.  

“Same with you, Bon-Hwa. Your cock feels so thick inside me.” Quintessa replied. 

They couldn’t get enough of each other; they had both reached their sexual climax together and Quintessa felt her legs started shaking as they were getting closer to cumming. Bon-Hwa had then reached his peak and when it his turn to finally release, he let out a loud groan and his cock squirted his seed all over her back, delivering many backshots. But he wasn’t done yet. 

He then put Quintessa back on the table, licked his fingers, and fingerfucked her pussy while taking her clit into mouth because it was her turn to cum. He tasted her sweet nectar from his fingers before devouring her pussy like she was the sweetest, juiciest fruit; Bon-Hwa held her shaking thighs as he tasted her, making her moan in delight, and her body trembled in an orgasm overload.  

By the time their encounter ended, it was past midnight on a Saturday; they held each other while Bon-Hwa gave her aftercare by giving soft kisses all over her face and neck. They basked in the afterglow before they were disturbed by the growl of their stomachs; it seems that they were both hungry for food. Quintessa and Bon-Hwa helped cleaned and dressed each other up before leaving the office. 

“Have you eaten yet?” They asked each other at the same time. 

“No, have you?” Quintessa asked Bon-Hwa. 

“What do you recommend for a bite to eat?” Bon-Hwa asked her. 

“I know a 24-hour diner that has very good food on Main Street, we can go there.” Quintessa replied. 

“Great, I’ll walk you to your car, Quintessa.” Bon-Hwa said to her. 

Quintessa and Bon-Hwa had a late-night dinner at the diner on Main Street and talked about weekend plans; they also talked about wanting to spend the night at each other’s places.  

“I can’t wait to give you the tour to my place, especially the bedroom. I hope you have an overnight bag packed in your car.” Quintessa said to him. 

THE END