| Hi, my name is Angela, and I work for a big advertising firm in the city. The event that I am going to tell you about, wasn't planned. It just happened.
I was working late on an advertising account. The clients were overseas, which meant that I had to be in the office at a very late hour due to the time difference.
Well, I made the sale, and after working on the account for nearly 3 months, I needed to celebrate....
There was no one to celebrate with, given the fact that it was nearly 3.00 am in the morning. I was elated with the sale, but the office was empty.... empty.....
As I looked at the empty workstations, and listened to the silence, a dirty thought began to form. There was no one around! I could do what ever.
I sat back at my desk. Here I was, on the seventeenth floor, at three o'clock in the morning, just having made the second biggest sale in the history of the company, and there was no one to celebrate with. My mind wandered to Brett, my boyfriend. I closed my eyes and imagined that he was here to celebrate with me. But deep down in my imaginings, I knew that he was in New York, and would not be back for a few weeks.
My mind wanted him now, (so did my body) but as I knew that he would not be back for a while, I decided to do the next best thing.
I leant back in my chair, lifting both legs onto my desk. I eased my short skirt up a bit, and slipped my panties off. Oh, how wonderful it felt to have my pussy open to the air. I spread my legs farther apart, and slid my hand down across my belly, seeking the little centre of my desire. As my finger found the bud, I jerked back in my chair, the almost electrical shock coursing through my body. Hell, I had never felt anything like this before... I took a deep breath. And tried again. When my finger snaked it's way towards my clit, my juices flowed. I could feel the oozing.
Again, when I "hit the clit" my whole body jerked. Jesus, I had never been this sensitive in my life! I guess that the euphoria of making the sale, combined with my missing Brett, must have heightened my desires to such a state that the slightest touch would "send me off".
"What the hell", I thought, "I deserve it. I've made a huge sale and I need a reward".
My finger again found it's target. Again my body jerked. "Oh, well" I thought, "ALL THE WAY !"
I abandoned myself to my desires, and frigged away at my clit. In absolutely no time, I came. Not the average orgasm, but one of those "earth shattering, I don't give a fuck, do it again!" type body shaking, mind numbing orgasms.
As the trembles subsided, I tried to gather some composure. I thought about what had just happened. As I recalled it, my body demanded it again. Who was I to deny? Again I "rubbed the nub" and again I lost myself in total orgasm......
I don't know how long I'd been there with my legs spread, showing the goods, but suddenly I became aware that I was being watched. I scanned the office, my orgasm hazed eyes finally settling on a figure.
She stood there staring. At me. At my pussy.
"My god," I thought, "The security staff will all know about me tomorrow." I will be labelled as a "wanking slut", and everyone will snicker at me behind my back. It is amazing how the mind works in times of emergency.
"OK" I thought, "I'm stuffed. Tomorrow I'll be asked to leave the firm, and as I go I'll be labelled, ridiculed and derided."
I resigned myself to my fate, and tried to focus my orgasmic eyes on the figure before me.
Jenny, the night shift security guard, just stood and stared. I wanted to ask her what she was doing, but not a sound came from my lips. In fact it was her lips
that moved. Her tongue swept around her lips as she stood there and stared at my pussy, with my finger buried "to the hilt"
After what seemed to be an eternity, she spoke:
"Ah, Mrs Jenkins.... Ah, I'm sorry for busting in on you like this, ah, but we weren't, ah, advised, ah, that you'd be, ah, workin' late." Her words were aimed at my ears, but her eyes were firmly fixed between my legs.
I'll digress a little here, to tell you a little about myself.
I had never had a "bi" or "lez" relationship in my life. Even in High school, the closest I came to "pussy" was sneaking a peak in the showers after sport. Sure, there were the stories about some of the other girls "eating puss", but I never saw it or experienced it.
So sitting there at my desk, no knickers, legs spread, with finger in pussy, I seemed to rekindle a desire from my past. I had always had fantasies about uniforms. My mother would not let me join the girl guides, or any other kid's group, and that was what I wanted the most.
I fantasised about being in the "Guides", and being seduced by the leader. ( from tales told by my friends ) I saw her lips pouting as she lowered herself down my body, seeking my lower(now liquid) lips. My mind pictured her, still in uniform, licking my clit, pressuring it till I screamed in extasy, going right over the top........
Suddenly I snapped back. Jenny was still there, and still staring straight at my pussy. What do I do? Dismiss her with a wave of the hand? Say, "Thank you Jenny, you may go now"......?
I really didn't have a choice. Jenny gained a gleam in her eye, and without hesitance said, "Well, well, what have we here?"
I began to cringe,
"I think, madam, that you are in an bind. If I report this to my superiors, you will probably be dismissed....." As she spoke, her eyes never left my pussy, and in my semi orgasmic state, I managed to pick up on her intentions.
I figured that she was gay, and suddenly I wanted her.
God, I wanted her!
I looked her in the eye, and said "I believe that you have burst into my office without permission. I think that you owe me an apology" Her eyes narrowed and she still stared at my pussy. I became a bit bolder, and stroked up and down, from my ass to my clit, all the while meeting her gaze.
She was on me in a flash. She knew that I was hot. She leaned across my desk and fingered me. At her initial touch I struggled to not react. Alas, my resolve soon melted as she flicked my clit. Waves of absolute desire swept me. I abandoned myself to her.
She moved around the desk and replaced her fingers with her tongue. My clit throbbed every time she licked upward. I was in heaven. Here was a female in uniform, licking my clit, and trying get me off, and I was still unsure as to my own desires. Soon it didn't matter as her tongue slipped down to my asshole. Here I was, legs behind my ears, with my asshole being licked!
Waves of pleasure engulfed me as her tongue swirled around my puckered hole. My body trembled, hanging on the virge of yet another orgasm. She seemed to know how to tease me. As I neared the peak, she would pull back and wait a few seconds.
God, I needed her to push me over the edge!
I decided to "go all the way" and reached down to her crotch. She had dropped her uniform pants, and her shaved pussy was drenching her thin knickers. I pulled them down and thrust two fingers into her. She moaned and licked my asshole harder, pressing the tip into me. I frigged at her clit with desperation, and then slid a finger round to her ass. As the tip of my finger entered her asshole, she shuddered in an intense orgasm, and I too, came with her, my whole body trembling as my asshole squeezed around her tongue.
The clock on the wall showed nearly 4.00 am as my weary eyes regained their focus. I looked at Jenny, lying on the floor beside me, her shaved pussy still convulsing. She stared back, and said, "My shift is over. Do you wan't to come to my place for coffee?"
Well, with Brett out of town, and my pussy still itching for more, how could I resist?
Kindest regards, Angela
angelaoz2000@yahoo.com |
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