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Maurice Moss is a simple man. At least, he likes to think so. He wakes up every morning and eats breakfast with his mum, then he heads to work eager to see his best friends and then he goes home after providing excellent IT services for Reynholm Industries. This is all simple. Whats not simple is Moss' new coworker Helen. Moss doesn't know why he freezes every time she talks to him, or looks at him, or does anything in his vicinity really. He does know however, that she is beautiful and smart and has the most gorgeous eyes he has ever seen in his life.

It is monday morning around 8:45 that Moss enters the elevator to head down to the basement where his department is located. Moss spent the past weekend talking to himself in front of the bathroom vanity, encouraging himself to change the way he acts around Helen. He told himself to "man up" as Roy always put it. He was confident walking into his office. All of his confidence however was quickly thrown out the window when he saw Helen sitting at his desk wearing the most beautiful dress he'd ever seen.

"No yeah, you have to make sure the cords plugged into the wall, laying the cord in front of the outlet doesn't do much of anything." The woman occupying Moss' thoughts was talking to someone on the phone. "Yes after its plugged in you have to turn it on." Helen un-crossed and re-crossed her legs causing the dress to ride up her thighs a fraction. Moss' eyes widened further and he clenched his hands into fists at his sides. He swallowed the lump in his throat and slowly stepped toward his desk.

Helen finally noticed him and flashed him a smile while holding up a finger, signaling she'd only be a moment. "Yes you're welcome, bye bye." The woman hung up the phone and tilted her neck to look at Moss towering over her. "good morning Moss! Sorry about that I'll get out of your way." Moss barely understood a word she said, he was too distracted by the perfect view of her chest he had from his tall angle. Helen stood up but misjudged the proximity between them as she just ended up pressed againt Moss' front. She quickly side stepped him but Moss was once again left frozen.

"Oh you look lovely Helen." Jen squeeled making her way into the office.

"Yeah whats with the get up." Roy followed in after Jen.

"Oh well I have a little date tonight and hes just gonna pick me up straight from here and I didnt want to bring a change of clothes." Moss' shoulders sagged as he let out a dissapointed sigh.

"A date?" Jen squeeled again running towards the only other girl in the office. The women gushed to eachother ignoring the boys completely.

"Don't worry Moss, I'm sure the date will be awful." Roy clapped his friend on the shoulder. Roy of course knew how badly Moss wanted Helen. To Roy it was a bit obvious.

"Maybe I should just give up Roy, I clearly don't have a chance." Moss collapsed into his seat gesturing to the girls. "I mean look at her, shes an absolute smoke show. I'm just Moss." Roy felt a little bad hearing his best friend talk like this.

"Moss you need to man up. If you want to ask Helen on a date you just need to go up to her and do it. " Roy was stern with his words hoping his clueless friend would get the message. "Now I have to go to seventh and install updates on all their computers, why don't I take Jen with me? Then you and Helen can be alone down here and you guys can talk." Moss quickly got nervous and tried to change Roys mind.

"No take me, don't leave me down here with her. I think I'll catch on fire if I have to look at her for another second." Roy smiled and stepped away from his best friend toward Jen and Helen. Calling Jen to follow him and led her to the exit. This left Helen and Moss alone in the office.

"Well Moss I guess its just us." Helen started walking towards Moss. He quickly looked down and pretended to do something on his computer. "Do you want to do something fun? I don't really feel like working." Moss still avoided looking at her. "Oh come on Moss are you mad at me for sitting at your desk? The phone was ringing and you werent here what was I supposed to do?" Helen reached moss and leaned against his desk. It was hard for him to not look at the way her dress clung to her hips. "Fine I promise I won't do it again okay?" Helen put a light hand on his shoulder to encourage him to look at her. This was the breaking point for Moss.

"What are you doing wasting a dress like that on some random guy you'll never go out with again?" Moss snipped at the girl. "Why are you going out with a random guy at all?"

"What are you on about?" Helen frowned and took a slight step back.

"Just that you could do better and theres people here who would love to take you out and treat you right and you overlook all of them." Moss was slowly losing his confidence. "You overlook me."

"What?" Helen couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Moss are you jealous that I'm going on a date with someone who isn't you?"

"What? No? Are you crazy?" Moss stammered, he needed to figure out a way out of the conversation.

"Oh. Thats too bad then, I wouldve said yes you know if you asked me out." Moss looked up at her in shock. "But I must've misinterpreted I'm sorry-" Moss quickly stood up and pressed his lips against hers. He was over the moon. He hasn't kissed a lot of girls but he knew that this was definitely the best kiss he's ever had. It was like finally solving a crossword puzzle after being stumped for weeks. He needed more. More Helen.

Moss crowded Helen against his desk and put one of his legs between hers. When he pressed his leg into her further she made a little whine into his mouth. He needed to hear more of those sounds. Moss figured the best way to get more of those sounds was to keep doing what gave him the sound originally. So thats exactly what he did. Helen kept gringing herself against his thigh, the bottom of her dress riding more and more up her thighs to just below her hips.

Moss moved his hands from cupping her face down to her hips. His firm grasp helping pull the woman against his thigh. He was getting too into it. His cock was held against Helens hip and the pressure was starting to get to Moss. But could he really pull away? Could he really decide to stop hearing the whines Helen is making?

"I knew that wouldn't take too long Jen, look we're already back so please stop complaining." Roys voice difted into the office from the hallway, his steps quickly approaching. Moss painfully jumped away from Helen. Helen quickly pulled down her dress.

Roy and Jen entered the office but quickly stopped when they noticed the odd pair. Helen was trying to smooth out her dress whilst simutaneously fixing her hair. Moss was adjusting his glasses and tie. Jen and Roy looked at eachother in disbelief.

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After a very awkward morning, it was finally time for lunch. Moss and Helen avoided every question their coworkers threw at them always coming up with some excuse for their dissheveled appearances earlier.

"Moss are you coming mate?" Roy asked as he began making his way to the door. Moss and him went to the park to eat their lunches every time it was a sunny day.

"Not today Roy," Moss shook his head. "I think im gonna finish some work up and hopefully Jen will let me leave early."

"Okay well, I'll see you in a bit then yeah?" Moss gave his friend a nod in reply. Roy cast a glance at Helen who immediately looked back down to her keyboard. Roy carried on and thought of his best friend. He really hoped this thing with Moss and Helen would work out.

With Roy out on lunch and Jen at a department head meeting, Moss and Helen were once again alone in the office. The air was thick and the silence weighed heavily on the pair. Helen looked up to find Moss already staring at her.

"I cancelled it by the way." She mumbled, Moss tilted his head a little. "The date, my date, I cancelled it."

"Oh?" He adjusted his glasses and watched as Helen shifted in her seat under his heavy gaze. She cleared her throat.

"Yeah well you were right. It wasn't gonna work between us I was just going so I had something to do tonight." The room was silent again. Helen let out a nervous laugh. "I just feel a bit silly with this dress on now."

"Would you feel more comfortable if it was on the floor?"  Helens eyes almost fell out of her skull with how wide they were. She never knew Moss could be so forward.

"I- uh, well" She stammered.

"Why don't you come over here Helen?" When Helen remained at her desk Moss once again felt his confidence slip away. "Unless you aren't interested at all that is, I just thought you were after what transpired this morning but I can leave you alone and pretend nothing ever-" He cut himself off when he heard the scrape of Helens chair against the office floor. His mouth fell open slightly at the sight of her legs and the sway of her hips as she sauntered towards him. Moss felt his ear get hot but the pushed the urge to spray it down so he wouldn't discourage the beauty from approaching him.

"Well I came over," said beauty stopped a foot away from him. "What is it you want me to do now Moss?" Moss gulped as he looked up at the goddess above him. "Do you want me to take my dress off?"

"No if someone came in they'd see you, I want to be the only one to see you." Moss grabbed Helens wrist and tugged her to stand between his spread legs. "You can take off your panties though." Helens cheeks turned bright red, but she listened to the man in front of her and bent down slightly to tug her black lace thong down her smooth legs. Moss let out a breath and held his hand out expectantly. Helen bit her lip and put her thong into his waiting hand. Her not-so-shy coworker smirked slightly as he sat up to stuff the article into his back pocket.

"Now what do you want me to do Mr. Moss?" Moss smiled, he didn't know he liked having control over his sexual partners but now that Helen kept asking him for instructions he discovered he liked it very much.

"Sit on the edge of my desk and spread your legs for me love."

"Are you sure we should be doing this here?" She questioned as she sat down.

Moss gave a slight shrug. "Probably not but I do sanitize my desk surface every hour so you should be fine." Helen snicked a little as he misunderstood her question. But as he gripped her thighs and spread them apart she didn't feel the need to question him further.

"God you are a vision." Moss stared at the woman on his desk, legs spread and bare pussy glistening right in front of him. The dress that started all this was hitched up above her hips. He made eye contact with Helen. "May I please finger you now?"

Helens words caught in her throat but she nodded quickly. "Yes Moss do whatever you like to me." Moss smiled lightly and slowly inserted his index finger into her heat. The woman above him gasped and gripped the edge of the desk. Moss worked up to a steady pace, quickly adding a second finger and then a third, drinking in every little whimper coming out of her mouth. As he worked his fingers, he pressed kiss after kiss to the inside of her thigh while his unoccupied hand stroked her slim calf.

The man looked up at the girl of his dreams and thought this was the most beautiful he'd ever seen her. Moss always thought Helen was beautiful of course. Whether she was focused on something on her computer screen, helping someone out over the phone, or biting the end of a pen while she tried to solve a problem, Moss truly believed she was the most gorgeous woman in the world. All those times dulled in comparison to this moment though. Looking up at Helen, Moss swore she was glowing with light.

One strap of her dress slipped down her shoulder and Moss was completely and utterly fucked. That damn dress. He slipped his fingers out of her and Helen whined.

"No Moss please dont stop, please." She preened, grinding her hips on the desk to try and get some friction. Moss pressed a final kiss to her thigh before standing up and starting to unclasp his belt. This quickly stopped Helen from her complaining. He threw his belt to the floor and unzipped his slacks, pulling them down slightly before halting.

"Do you have a condom Helen."

"No, shit. But I'm on the pill and Im clean so unless you think you have an STI please just hurry up and fuck me." Helen pleaded desperate for her partner to hurry up. She was so close before Moss abruptly stopped. Moss scoffed a little at her language but after she told him he could go into her raw he really couldn't reprimand her.

He nodded and resumed taking off his pants. He only slid his slacks and boxers down enough to pull out his cock. The sight of it made Helen whine again. Moss stepped closer towards her and grabbed her hips shushing her as he did so. He brought one hand down to his member to stroke it slightly before using it to guide into Helen.

As he pushed the tip in they both gasped. Helen quickly latched onto his shoulders to steady herself, tucking her head into his neck. Moss pushed himself in some more and whimpered slightly at how good Helen felt. When he bottomed out he had to pause and stay stock still or he feared he'd blow his load right then and there. Between the tight wet feel of Helens pussy and the little moans she was making right at his ear it was too much for him and he needed a moment to breathe.

"Please move Moss please move." Helen begged. "I need it so bad." How could Moss ever say no to her. He pulled out slowly and roughly pushed back in. Helen let out a loud moan in shock. Moss was quite pleased with himself. He'd had sex before but his partners never made noises like Helen did. He quickly set a fast and sharp pace shaking the desk slightly with the force of his thrusts.

Helens other dress strap slid down her shoulder as well and Moss growled at the sight. "Helen I am going to make one thing clear." He choked out. "If you ever wear that dress to the office again I expect you to be ready to take me at any given moment." Helen moaned in response, that wasn't enough for Moss. He gripped her chin and made her look at him. "do you understand?"

"Yes Moss I understand." She wailed. Moss started going faster. "Oh thank you Moss, thank you thank you oh god!" Helens orgasm came unexpectedly and she tightened around Moss as she went over the edge, yelling his name. Moss had been on the edge since they started and this threw him over as well, spilling inside her. They leaned against eachother as they steadued their breathing. "oh my gosh moss that was incredible. If I had known you'd act like that if I wore a revealing dress I would've done it a lot sooner."

Moss sighed and looked at Helen. "I meant what I said. If you come to work wearing a dress like that you better not be wearing underwear underneath."