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I work in the accounting department of a small business, and have daily contact with a girl who works in the mailroom. I'm 25 and she's a few years younger. I recognize her type. Poorly educated, pregnant at an early age, insecure, impulsive, etc. You get the point. She's dumb, but nonetheless she has a job and is pretty nice. And she's sexy as fuck. But again, in that insecure way. She doesn't dress slutty. She tends to wear things that don't show off her body, but she must have quite a few tattoos because I've seen them on her upper chest, arms, and behind her ear. She doesn't dress slutty though. I think she's half Mexican and half Persian. Anyways, a couple months ago I found out that a friend of hers who also works in the mailroom, has had a crush on me for a while. So at first this girl started talking to me a little bit, and I was thinking she just wanted to get to know me better so she could tell her friend who likes me. But as the weeks have gone on it seems more like flirting and less like her trying to set me up with her friend. None of them know I have a girlfriend.I would never cheat on her, but I often fantasize about the girl from work. I know she has a boyfriend. But it's like the fact that there are so many messed up things make it hotter. Not only would she be cheating on her boyfriend and me on my girlfriend, but she'd be cheating with me behind her friend's back who she knows has a huge crush on me. And she seems like exactly the type of girl that would be a total sub in bed and let me do anything I wanted. Every day when she brings me the morning work I think about forcing her down under my desk, and how hot it would look to see my cock buried in her throat. Like I said, I love my girlfriend, and she lets me do anything I want to her as well. I would never cheat, but it's such a hot fantasy.
I feel like I am surrendering, giving up, quitting, throwing in the towel. Or maybe I'm 'older'.
My father is one of those men. Ex career military, second career in law enforcement. Today's woman rejects men like that. No woman wants to be my mother, stomped on, door mat, home waitress, house maid. I swore I would never be that woman. I went to college to get a degree in something that stood out. Get a self supporting job, and along the way tell men and boys to fuck off.
Yesterday I cleaned house, did the laundry, fixed dinner, did the dishes. Skills my mother taught me. The guy, he went for a run, met up with two buddies to work on his car, got a burger then they came over to watch some rerun football game. That's when I was the household waitress. And I compared him to his buddies and congratulated myself on landing the best guy.
I don't plan on staying home after we get married, I plan to work. At least until we have kids. Oh, and this guy is ex Marine, he gets along with my Dad. The other guy I dated didn't make the grade.
I just wanted to take a short break and read some of the confessions here.
Now almost an hour has passed and I still haven't got back to work.
Damn it!
#confessions #work #lazy
I used to work for a local smoke shop/convenience store type of place, and would frequently masturbate when I was working alone. I always looked forward to my solo shifts just so I could masturbate. There were cameras covering just about every area of the store, so I had to be careful. The risk of getting caught on video just turned me on even more. I would watch porn on my phone for hours until my pussy was dripping wet. I would sit on this one chair in particular that was out of the cameras view, and pull my short denim shorts to the side, exposing my wet pussy. I would rub and finger myself until a customer came in. I knew they could smell my juices and it got me going even more. I secretly hoped someone would walk in on me fingering myself and teasing my nipples. When I couldn't take it any longer, I would go behind a curtained area that was out of the cameras view, lift my leg onto the shelf, and rub my swollen, throbbing clit while plunging two fingers deep inside my pussy until I came. On one occasion, I just had a massive orgasm, and as soon as I squirted all over the floor, a customer walked in. It was such a thrill I had to go back for round two...
I read every confession on this site. I should be working right now but I don't want to, it's just too damn funny.
#confession #work #funny #lazy
I'm a married man and I have been cheating with my coworker who is also married, 10 years older than me and with a kid. It started out just talking, joking sexual humor and the subtle comments, compliments. That progressed to dirty texts and sending pictures even videos to each other. Eventually it led to us making out in the backseat, getting head and eventually getting a hotel room for sex. We both love our spouses. its just for fun, we don't want to be in a relationship with each other. Its just physical.
Tomorrow I get on a plane to meet a co-worker to finish what we started 2 months prior. We work in different states, half a country away. We were at a yearly conference recently and he invited me to smoke with him up at his room and I accepted. We had been work buddies for a few years and I honestly did not think there was attraction. However, after smoking a bit he came over and planted a big steamy kiss on me. I was a bit drunk, as well as surprised and I pushed away his advances. After I returned home I sent him a message that I wished I had stayed the night instead. He confessed he'd been after me for years just waiting for the right time. We planned a getaway under the guise of a work trip and after many weeks of intense texting and pics I am so ready! I can't wait to kiss and be free with someone again.
I started working a new job on Monday. I had to start at 8 and when I arrived I was almost shitting bricks because I was so nervous. And I mean LITERALLY my tummy was growling and I was feeling a bit unwell. My new boss greeted me and showed me around and I couldn't focus, so I asked him where the restrooms where and that was a really wise choice. My butt did not even hit the throne yet when the worst case of diarrhea I ever had started. It was disgusting and took me around 15 minutes to finish, but I felt better afterwards.
My boss was waiting for me in the room in front of the restrooms and I can only hope that he did not hear anything! But when I got out I swear he was kind of smirking.
So boys and girls, I recommend eating a lot of fibers before starting a new job!
#job #new #boss #diarrhea #embarrassing #nervous #butt #work
What I am going to write now is so disgusting I am glad that no one knows you I am.
Do you know cake pops? Those lollipop-cakes on a stick?
I decided to make some of them and bring them to work. Bought the stuff I needed and got to work. I soon realized that my dough was one fluid mess and I was running out of time because I got the night shift and I still had to clean up everything and take a shower and stuff.
I then did something ... disgusting and disturbing, I got this idea while sitting on the pot. I decided to bake my excrements, make a stick on it and take it with me to work. So I did!
I even covered it with some icing.
Some of my colleagues ate it and had to puke. None of them knows what it really was, I told them maybe one of the eggs I used was spoiled. They believed me and I regret doing that in the first place.
#cake #pop #disgusting #excrements #bake #stick #work #confession
One of my friends is a total loser. He only had D's in school and in worklife it's even worse, he got fired the other day because he couldn't remember his bosses name. And I don't want to start about his woman skills, there are non.
First, I tried to help him but it's just not possible. Now I began to expose him in every arising situation. You can't imagine what fun it is to she him struggle and fall. In a metaphorical way of course.
#loser #friend #school #worklife #woman #exposure #confession #evil
While lighting off fireworks in the woods one misfired and hit a dry patch, going up in flames, too big to be out out. We hopped in a car and drove 20 min to the closest payphone and called 911 reporting it anonymously. The next day over 600 acres were burning.
Yep here I am, sitting at my desk, supposed to work but I don't. I spend the last hour reading through the comments. I'm almost done. The next thing I do is looking for another website to waste my working hours.
One of my co-workers is sick for two weeks now. I think I have something to do with it. He always brings is thermos jug with him to work, and he's a really nervous and bustling person, so I put some suppressant in his tea. His reaction on the drugs were hilarious but now I feel a bit guilty.
I hope he will be fine soon!
#sick #suppressant #tea #guilty
For a while now, I am texting with this really nice guy on one of those popular networks. We have a lot in common and we often say that we should meet some day because he only lives about 10 miles away.
We spontanously said we would meet, one night as my parents weren't at home - I told him he should come to my place because I didn't feel well visiting him. Because I live in a very rural area in the woods, I explained him the way via text message.
After 2 hours of looking, he gave up and drove home again. But what he didn't know: He could not have found me! I gave him a wrong address because I got scared. Now I feel very guilty, he's such a nice guy.
While I was working in a supermarket, I stole money from my colleagues. This is my confession and I am very sorry about it!
I hate one of my co-workers. She's in training right now and I will ask her if she wants my help. Then I'm going to tell her everything wrong, just to see her fail.
I won't regret anything!
I (f/23) started a new job recently, after being let go from my previous job.
I won't say what I do, but it is in an office environment with several desks and cubicles in one large room. When I started working there, one of my colleagues (m/53) was assigned to show me around and show me the ropes. He is very friendly and we get on really well.
He is also married with 3 kids and VERY attractive for his age.
But I myself are in a relationship with another woman and could not be happier with her.
Well, my colleague and I get on really well and have a lot of fun and often go out to lunch together and that is why the gossip started recently. They say that we are having an affair with each other and stuff like that. I get the stink eye a lot.
Last week, I was in our little kitchen where we are allowed to spend our lunch. I had a 5 minute break and just made some coffee and another colleague (m/around 30) came in and we made some small talk. But then he said that he had to go now before someone saw us, because he did not want that kind of gossip about him as well.
I feel so sad. What am I doing wrong? I do not want to cheat on my girlfriend! I just want some work friends that is all. Now, I am afraid to talk to my colleagues for fear that they think I flirt with them...
I am still way too infatuated with my co-worker. It's not healthy. He's dating this girl and hasn't been talking about her, but he's started mentioning her in random conversations and every single time I get this PANG in the pit of my stomach. I almost start sweating and shaking. I'm so fucking jealous. We sit next to each other for 8 hours a day and I'm the first he shows anything randomly funny he's found on Twitter or whatever but then he goes straight to send it to her. And I can see his screen and they're talking all day everyday and he's downplaying it but I think it's going pretty well for them.
But then we're fucking laughing until tears are happening and we're on the same wavelength and he asks all the right questions. And he obviously knows that I don't really talk about my shit with anyone else because he never asks personal questions when the others are in the office. When we're alone we talk about so much other stuff and there's so much eye contact and he does that thing where you look in someones eyes and then look at their lips and then up again - repeat ad nauseum - and that never happens if you're not thinking about kissing someone.
And I think he feels the chemistry too but I don't know what his motivation is for pulling back. We've talked about how he feels like he notices everything, and especially physical touch, and we used to like rest our legs together when I'd watch something on his screen. Or his arm would continually touch mine when he'd show me something on mine. He stopped that. He stopped that intentionally enough that I can tell the difference.
And it would be so stupid for anything to happen - we sit next to each other every fucking day, we work so closely together on projects and I LOVE my job. It's my dream and I've worked so hard to get here. I don't want to fuck it up in any way. So it's probably better this way.
It's just so incredibly hard when all I think about is kissing him.
I was a shop assistant in a now closed branch of Nice n Naughty, a sexshop chain in the UK. I often had to lock up the shop at end of day if the manager wasnt on that shift as I was experienced and often worked with our junior. We usually left cleaning and tidying for the next morning but cashing up and some tasks just had to be done before we left. I often let the junior go after we had jointly done the cash count as the other stuff was quicker doone alone frankly. I'd then wait in the shop for my lift to arrive. So how do you kill a bit of time waiting in a shop with blacked out windows and an arsenal of sex toys on display? Yep I would product test in order to be more knowledgable about our items so I could help customers better. Yeh right. It was about a bit of fun really. I carried wetwipes in my bag and after picking my toy or toys would wipe away any residue from customer handling during the day and do myself. Sometimes my favourite ones had no power in their batteties and I put them on charge and picked something different but we had such a range I always got something to get myself to an orgasm or two. I always wiped the items I had used and others on display. Anyway it was all a nice perk of working there and I miss it now I work in Tescos.
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