Tee Time

Chapter 1: Happy Birthday

It was a normal day at the office sitting in my 8' x 8' grey cubicle, located inside a much larger room which contained countless other cubicles all linked together like a giant rat maze. You know the type.

I had some decent privacy in my little grey box. It was cluttered but organized, stacked papers and folders filled the desk and a few photos were pinned to the fabric wall. There were more cubicles than people working there at the time and my desk happened to be tucked away in a corner with nobody too close to me.

On this particular day, I sat in my corner of the maze and decided to take a break and hop on social media to scroll around and kill the remaining minutes of my work day. As usual, it was just the normal meaningless posts of things I don't care much about and friends doing cooler stuff than myself. I happen to scroll upon an old friend whom I went to high school with and hadn't heard from in ages. Her name was Stephanie.

Back in the day, Stephanie played soccer at our high school and I remember being friends with her, albeit not super close friends. We had mutual friends that caused our paths to cross from time to time and we also had several classes together. Apparently we were close enough to follow each other online.

Stephanie was a cute Hispanic girl, with olive brown skin and a soccer player's body. Strong thighs and stout frame that stood around 5' 4" or so. I remember she had short, shoulder length brown hair in high school, which has grown out considerably since. I loved the soccer players bodies. So fit and athletic. Great legs and even better butts. I dated a girl in high school that also played soccer. I think that's how I probably met Stephanie.

From what I could tell from her posts, she still possessed that same cute face and a beautiful curvy body. She still lived in my hometown which is a small rural town that I was glad to get out of. After high school I went to college in a different city and end up staying there after I graduated. I was about three hours away from my old stomping ground. I still visited occasionally since both my parents were still there, however not as often as I should have.

The reason her post stood out to me was because it was her birthday. I noticed several others had posted their Happy Birthday wishes to her, so being that my day was almost up and I was in a good mood, I decided to send her a Happy Birthday wish.

Me: Happy Birthday Stephanie! I hope all is well, have a great day!

That was it, nice and simple. I scrolled for another minute before closing my phone and gathering my things to head out.

The following day at work, again killing some time on social media, I noticed a message in my DM's. I never get those. I clicked on the message and saw that it was a reply from Stephanie.

Steph: Thank you Scott! Great to hear from you, how have you been?

Wow, I thought. She actually wanted to chat with me.

Me: I'm doing great, thanks. Just living the dream over here. I realize we haven't chatted in a thousand years, but I saw that it was your birthday so I thought I'd say hello.

Steph: I'm glad you did! I'm doing good. My girls are growing up and I'm trying not to go crazy. It's been forever since we talked, I feel like we're so old now. lol

Me: Come on, we're not that old. We're just not young 18yr olds anymore running around and causing trouble.

Me: Now we're 40+ running around and causing trouble. :)

Steph: Haha, so true.

Me: High school does seem like 1,000 years ago. I remember you played soccer. You played with my girlfriend, Carrie at the time.

Steph: Ah yes, Carrie. How could I forget.

Me: Tell me about it. Weren't you guys friends?

Steph: Not really.

Me: But you played together all through high school.

Steph: Yeah, but it was just never a thing.

Me: Did you guys not get along?

Steph: No we did, kinda... it was just weird back then.

Me: Weird how?

Steph: I don't know. It was a long time ago.

Me: This sounds like it was something. Don't leave me hanging!

There was a pause for a few minutes.

Steph: Fine, what does it matter, we're both older now and married, so who cares, right? I had a crush on you in high school and was always a little bit jealous of Carrie. That's why I was a bit surprised when you messaged me.

Wow. That kinda came out of left field. I sat in my cubicle staring at my screen not knowing how to respond to her. I was flattered and a bit turned on by this. I need to say something. I can't stall too long or she'll think she embarrassed or has offended me or something. 'Say something!' I told myself.

Me: I'm flattered. I wish I would have known.

Steph: Really? Like you would have left Carrie or done something about it? lol

Me: Well, I don't know what I would have done, it was a long time ago. But I remember being a young horny guy back then, so... IDK. Hahaha.

Steph: Hahaha. Damn, maybe I should have said something to you.

I could feel this conversation slowly taking a turn. I could tell she still had that forward, no 'beating around the bush' spark to her that she had in high school. I remember she was always a bit feisty. I also began to feel a little uncomfortable chatting on social media even if it was private texting. I wasn't one to trust my privacy on social media apps, especially when talking to an old friend about crushes.

I continued.

Me: Yes, you should have told me. Hey, do you mind if we chat on email instead of on here? I never trust this stuff. Here's my email address....

Steph: No problem.

About 10 minutes later I see an email from Stephanie.

Steph: Hey there. You're right, this feels a little better. So where were we... I screwed up by never telling you I had a crush on you, but now you know. There's my high school confession. Now it's your turn.

Me: My turn?

Steph: Yep.

Me: I don't really have a confession that I can think of off the top of my head. How about this... If you would have told me you liked me, I don't know if I would have broken up with Carrie, BUT I definitely would have tried to hook up with you. How about that?!

Steph: OMG, yeah right, you're just saying that to make me feel better.

Me: I totally would have. I remember watching you play soccer in those little shorts and remembering how cute you were. Nice legs too!

Wow, I was thoroughly enjoying these back and forth emails with her. I was in a little disbelief that I just told her that I thought she was cute and had nice legs. Where did all of this come from? This email thread was escalating quickly. My cubicle was no longer my boring grey and dreary box. It was my private oasis where I secretly chatted with old friends. I liked my new grey box.

Steph: Omg, you didn't think that. You're totally messing with me. Don't do this to me.

Me: Don't do what to you? ;) I just know back in high school, I was a bit of a flirt and had I know a girl liked me, I find it hard to believe that I wouldn't of tried to flirt back. I can honestly say, we would have been sneaking around. Guaranteed!

Steph: Okay, we need to stop now. You're making me feel things I shouldn't feel right now. We need to behave! :)

Me: Yes of course. We should behave. I won't tell you about what I would have done with you after practice when nobody was around. That will definitely stay with me and me only.

Every time I hit send a rush of adrenaline went through my body. I would open up some actual work on my computer and try my hardest to get some work done, but it was impossible. I would refresh my inbox every 20 seconds to see if a reply came in. It was exhilarating.

Steph: OMG, STOP!!!!

The next email came simultaneously.

Steph: Just curious... what would you have done?

I had her.

At that moment, I knew she was in for however far I wanted to push this little back and forth game we were playing. My flirtatious, devious side was apparently still inside me and I could feel it coming out with a vengeance. I also realized how hard I was getting while sitting there in my office chair. As I stared at her email, I repositioned my cock so that nobody could notice, even though I knew no-one was coming by. I was safe in my end of the maze.

I looked at the clock and realized that my workday was just about over and I had to head home soon. I decided to send her one last email for the day. Something that would hopefully have her mind racing all night.

Me: I really shouldn't. We need to behave. It wouldn't be appropriate if I shared the fantasy I had about sliding my hand down your soccer shorts and feeling your butt. Or me kissing you, caressing your ass cheeks behind the locker room. That would definitely not be appropriate so I won't go into it.

Me: Unfortunately, I have to clock out and head home, so hopefully you behave and DEFINITELY don't email me back tomorrow to continue this. That would be inappropriate.

I clicked send and closed my computer. I sat there for a moment just staring blankly at my desk going over the events that just happened. I saw her post and wished her a Happy Birthday. She told me she had a crush on me. Now I've just emailed her that I wanted to kiss her and fondle her ass.

'What just happened' I thought.

It was tempting to check my emails while I was at home, but I resisted the temptation. I didn't want to mix work(play) with home. I left that for the office only.

The next morning I got to work and walked through the office with a little more bounce in my step. I got my coffee and walked to my cubicle saying hello to a few coworkers who were oblivious to my email adventure I had been on. I threw my bag on my desk and turned on my machine. Once my email opened I felt my heart begin to race again as I saw an email from Stephanie. I looked over both my shoulders and stood up to look around the office, as if I was about to access some top-secret government documents.

I opened up her email.

Steph: OMG you're killing me right now. You're right that would be inappropriate. It would also be very inappropriate to let you know I would have let you done whatever you wanted to. Bye.

It was a bit shorter than I was hoping for but I was definitely happy to see her response. My morning was off to a great start as I sipped my coffee. I decided to push this a little further. I felt that she'd be okay with my forwardness considering she's still chatting with me and hasn't ended our little game.

Me: I would give anything for a time machine right now. I have to be honest you're making it HARD for me to work right now.

I hit send and waited. That email was pretty damn obvious on the direction I was headed.

Steph: Mmm. I bet it's hard for you to work. I wish I worked with you so I could see how hard your job is.

The puns were flying.

My mind raced after each email. Fuck, it was 9:30 a.m. and my cock was throbbing already. How could I take this up another level? An idea came to me that I was pretty sure I wasn't going to actually do, but I kept thinking about it over and over. I'd love to show her my cock. I'd love to show her on cam while I'm working but that's probably too risky. But my cock was thinking for me. I wanted her to watch me so badly.

Me: Well, with this little cam I have at my desk, I could show you how hard I am.. I mean how hard my job is.

There, I said it.

I had one of those little external cameras at the time that connected to your computer. I needed it for work meetings but had only used it once or twice over my tenure there. I opened my desk drawer and pulled it out and looked it over. Was I going to actually use it again? I put it back in the drawer and closed it.

Steph: Omg, you would do that? You're so bad. Aren't you at work? I don't want you to get in trouble so please don't do anything that would get you in trouble. I'm at work too but I'm alone. How would we do this?

I could hear the excitement in her reply. I was fully hard now thinking about this. I stood up in my cubicle to stretch out and survey the office. The office was cold and bleak as usual. I took a sip of my coffee and sat back down to reply.

Me: If you don't already have it, download and open up this chat program. We can continue to chat through there and after I connect my cam and you can view it through there as well. Let me know if that's doable for you.

I waited.

Steph: Okay, I think I just did it. My username is SoccerSteph4U. Like it? Lol. Let me know what to do next. Please be careful.

Me: Cool, give me a few and I'll contact you through there. Bye!

I had already downloaded the chat and typed in her username. There it was; SoccerSteph4U, highlighted and bolded, showing me she was active online. I imagined her sitting at her desk eagerly waiting for me.

(Now on chat)

Me: Hi!

Steph: Hi!

Me: Well this is even better. So much for me being productive. lol

Steph: I know right? Do you really have a cam at your desk?

Me: Yeah. I need one for work sometimes but I don't really use it that much. But I'm glad you're changing that.

Steph: I'm a little nervous.

Me: Yeah, me too. Just bear with me since I'm at work, I need to obviously be careful.. but it should be fine. So where were we.

Steph: You're hard job. :)

I positioned my cam next to my computer partially hidden next to my coffee mug and a stack of papers. I turned it on and instantly saw myself sitting at my desk inside my grey oasis. I positioned it ever so slightly so that when I stood up from my desk you could see my lower half. The cam window showed me from about my stomach to my upper thigh. I made sure I knew where to click to hide the window incase anyone walked by or came to talk to me. I was ready.

I sat back down and sent the link to Stephanie to access my cam. My heart sank into my stomach.

'SoccerSteph4U is viewing your cam'

She was on.

Steph: Oh, hello there. I can only see your chest area.

Me: I know, it's positioned that way, but I can always adjust it.

Steph: This is so cool. Can I see your face?

I was a little hesitant but I grabbed the cam and slightly tilted it up so she could see me.

Steph: Hi!!!

I awkwardly waved to her on the camera. I put the cam back on the table and focused it back on my chest area.

Steph: Are you sure nobody else can see you?

Me: Yep, I'm good. Nobody can see me and I can hide it if someone comes.

Steph: Okay good.

Me: Now you can watch me work all day.. Exciting right?

Steph: Haha, I love it! This is so fun. What else do I get to see?

Me: Nothing just my torso, while I work all day. lol. I'm kidding. Would you like to see more of me?

Steph: Yes please.

It was officially go time. I sat there in my chair and began massaging my crotch outside my pants.

Me: Give me a minute. I need to get hard again.

Steph: Oh no, it went down? That's okay, I don't mind.

I stood up from my desk and peered around the office over my wall. I pretended to stretch and look busy looking at some papers even though nobody was looking or cared what I was doing.

My crotch area was now visible in the chat window and I imagined her sitting at her desk focused intently on her screen. I placed my hand on my cock and began massing it gently outside my pants.

A smiling emoji appeared in the chat window.

The outline of my cock was becoming more visible and I gently caressed it along the shaft. I was enjoying teasing her and making a little show of it. I wanted to go slow. Still standing, I slowly undid my zipper as if I was in some sort of strip show and opened it up to make my underwear visible. I didn't want to unbutton my pants as it would have been too difficult to put myself back together in a hurry.

Still surveying the office, my hand entered the hole in my zipper and continued rubbing on the bulge in my underwear. I opened it as wide as I could to really let her see the outline of my cock and reveal the next layer.

Steph: This is so hot.

Seeing her message got me more excited. I knew she was enjoying it. I began wrestling with my underwear, trying to lower the waistband of my tight brief boxers below my balls in order to free up my cock. It was a bit of a struggle but I was able to just pull my underwear down inside my pants a little bit.

Now she could see bits and pieces of my cock covered by my hand that was massaging it. My cock wasn't fully erect yet but it was close enough. I think the nervousness of being in the office kept me from completely getting hard. I leaned over and typed: Should I continue or have you had enough?

Steph: Continue!!

She wasn't saying much else. I imagined if she was sitting at her desk touching herself while watching me. Probably wishful thinking, but I thought it anyway. I stood back up and continued on.

My hand entered my zipper again and I slowly pulled out my cock for her. There I stood in my cubicle with my cock hanging out of my pants. It felt quite liberating actually.

Another emoji popped into the window. The wide-eyed, blushing face.

My hand held the base of the shaft as it pointed out of the opening in the zipper. I looked around the office again, still in a little bit of disbelief that I was standing there exposing myself. I was nervous at first but I quickly became more comfortable.

I stood there rubbing my cock, playing with the tip of it, doing everything I could think of to give her a fun little erotic show. I even pulled the cam a little closer to give her a close up it. It felt good and I was now fully hard knowing she was watching. Before I put it away, I started stoking it faster. I had no intention of finishing there in the office, but I wanted her to watch me stroke myself. Faster and faster I stroked my cock. I noticed a little bit of pre-cum at the tip and stopped to rub it around the head of my penis. I got closer to the cam so she could get a better view of it. I probably could have finished pretty easily, but I knew that would going be too far in this setting.

I pressed my cock against my stomach so that I could massage my balls for second before ending my show. All of this felt so nice. Her lack of typing told me she was just sitting there, watching closing.

I tucked my balls and cock back into my pants the best I could and sat back down.

Steph: Wow!

Me: Did you enjoy the show?

Steph: OMG, yes. You have a beautiful cock.

Me: Thank you. I'm glad you liked.

Steph: I wish I was there to suck it for you.

Me: I would love that.

Steph: Yes you would.

We were in full sexting mode now. There was no turning back.

Me: I wish you were in my office right now. I wanted to cum for you but that would have been too dangerous.

Steph: Yeah, I understand.

Me: You need to come visit me.

Steph: You need to come visit ME!

Me: That would be fun. I totally would but I don't know how that would work. Actually, I haven't visited my dad in a while, maybe it's time to pay him a visit.

Steph: Yes! You definitely need to come visit your dad.

Me: Okay, let me work on that, and I'll keep you posted. In the meantime, I'll just have to fantasize about you and your beautiful butt.

Steph: If you go visit your dad, you will see it. You will see all of it.

Me: Mmm. can't wait. I think I need to visit the restroom and get rid of this hard on.

Steph: Are you going to go jerk off?

Me: Yes, I think so. The thought of you sucking my cock is just too much to handle.. I can't work. lol

Steph: Mmm, I wish I was there to help. Well go take care of yourself and we'll talk again soon.

Me: Are you going to take care of yourself.

Steph: IDK, maybe ;)

And with that I visited the private bathroom in my office, and locked the door. I was finally able to stroke my cock in freedom. Even though I was in the work bathroom, it felt good to be able to drop my pants down without worry and have an orgasm thinking about Stephanie's words and how she wanted to secretly suck my cock. I didn't last long.