"Oh, how I love your toned metal arms"~ I whisper as I stare into the void of yet another picture of RoboCop aka metal daddy. Moving onto the hundredth image search of him before pondered the time. "what the actually fukity fuck" I shout as I realise I'm completely alone and it's 10 pm and YET IM STILL AT THE OFFICE, I rush to pack up my things before I'm locked in this hellhole for the whole night.
I grab my bag and rushed out of the door towards the exit, but luck wasn't on my side today as I bumped into a hard almost bullet proof like metal, I look up seeing Senpai~ 'Oh S-sorry, Murphy' I stutter out before awkwardly walking around him. I get a couple of inches before his flesh hand catches mine, I look up through my lashes to meet his gaze. 'Thats okay, Lieutenant' He whispers in my ear as he lets go, walking away, I turn to see his oh so sculpted ass. I blush and run into the woman's bathroom to hide my face.
I grip the bathroom sink with such force as I suppress the squeal inside me as to what just happened. 'Frick Frack HE JUST TOUCHED MY HAND' i think in disbelief. I look into the mirror to see my face has stopped looking like a tomato and more like the potato which is what I really am, brushing back the stray hairs, adding lip balm to my chapped thirsty lips and pushing up my boobs in my bra. I took a twice over at how average I looked before I heard the bathroom door open I quickly looked down trying not to be extra weird as I washed my hands.
I heard the insatiable noise of daddy's robotic limbs as I heard him getting closer and closer to me, and just before I knew it I felt him breathe down my neck sending shivers up and down my spine. Murphy pushed up against me, forcing me to bend over the sink and whimpered as I felt the cold metal of his hand go under my shirt grabbing my boob. "God Y/N I can't believe I've waited this long to do this," He says flipping me over to face him. He gazes into my eyes lustfully, ripping open my shirt and taking off my denim jeans. "Now be a good girl and don't move" and with that he kisses me roughly, his hands searching my body before pulled away, shoving his metal hand down my pants feeling my core. "Fuck, your wet" he huskily says and in that moment and time I just couldn't help but wonder, 'how the actual shit does he feel anything wet with a metal hand, like are there sensors or is he just presuming I am, like maybe he's psychics?'
That's when I heard whirring and instead of metal fingers inside me, I felt something long and thick enter me. I screamed with pleasure as he thrusted it in once again. Looking down I saw he had replaced his hand with some sort of black massive dildo. Before he could do anything else I blurted out something I probably shouldn't have, "What about Claire or David, What will they think?" I groaned out as I realized what a bad idea this was. He shushed me, "they don't have to know, this can be our little arrangement". His visor went down as he said "Its pounding time" As he once more thrusted the 12 inch horse dildo inside of me, as he fondled my breast with his other hand, I screamed hoping to Pepé that no one would hear us or if they did dare to come (cum:)) inside the toilets. This continued throughout the night in a range of positions until I was a dwindling piece of trash in the bin and that's when he left me just like my dad but that wouldn't be the last I would see him or the last of these spectacular events, Oh No not by a long shot. This was just the beginning of our little adventures in the workplace ;).
TO BE CONTINUED..