Our billet is professional but casual. We have about twenty people that work at desk stall on the main floor. The staff is mostly men, but there are some fair sex as well. I am the office manager. My desk is larger and open, facing the staff. Having my back to naught and no one, just windows here on the second floor allows me to"play"online with a degree of privacy when the mood smash me.

A little about me, Jenny : I am a 50-something, very married, and a majestic Mom of four. I am a long-legged 5'10"with blonde whisker, gamey eyes and am a 38D. I try my best to stay on in shape, but at my age, it's hard. I am far from being a skinny minny, but most think that I rock the Mom-bod fairly well. Hopefully, you have seen my many exposure online so that you can judge for yourself. Everything about me is 100 % born, well except for the fact that I do dye my whisker to its master color.

Either by schoolbook instruction from my husband Nick or as the mood strikes me, on social occasion, I will open an additional button or two on my blouse at study and bend over or lean forward with purpose. Teasing and showing off is hot for me and often leads to great roleplay sex for Nick and me at some spot. Doing this and seeing the force that it has on the Guy, and some of the adult female is a very big turn on for me. The figure of guy and the amount of clock time that they come to my desk for any reasonableness gain in channelise ratio to the quantity of my cleavage showing. They stand at my desk and not so discreetly look down my blouse. I do not mind at all and will move in my prat to give them the Charles Herbert Best view. What they might not realize is that while they are standing there and I am seated, I have a hone view of their beltline. I enjoy seeing them fidget and"adjust"their man nitty-gritty. I've seen many hard cocks in knickers from that vantage point in time. I do not get overly excited about the C of cock pix that get sent to me. However, I think it is crack sexy to see the outline of a hard cock bulging in a pair of pants. Even more so, I love seeing a nice big cock in a pair of underwear. Briefs hug, schema and emphasize a courteous big hard cock extremely well. A very big cock peeking out of the top or merchantman of the underwear can put me over the border at times !

hold up month my chief hired a new person, a 31-year-old guy. Young, but professional, well-spoken, mature and I must say, very well put together. He's tall, bountiful, well-built with broad shoulder joint and a sharp dresser. Recently, on one of my"cleavage on display"days, diddlyshit was standing at my desk asking me various questions. Unprofessionally, I must admit that I only heard parting of what he was saying. He had on a pair of tan, pleated trouser. Well, the pleats were quite distorted on one face as his hard cock was pointing to nine o'clock and extending almost to his hip. It looked to be an telling monster, both long and fat. My pussy got very wet, very fast. I was wetter and hornier than I have been in the office for a foresighted fourth dimension. I had an indocile impulse to have-to doe with myself right there at my desk. Honestly, I had a few former urges and desires at that moment as well. My wet pussy would have to wait until I could go to the restroom for some privacy.

Throughout the respite of the day, my piece of work production was low. I browsed and chatted online with a few people, but my thoughts were focused on one person…on one big prick. Every other guy's cock that I saw online that day paled in comparing to the one I was envisioning based on the"shrouded prevue"that I got earlier. In the mid-afternoon, I finally escaped to the ladies room. With the door locked, I quickly opened my knickers and reached into my panties to get at my soaking wet slit. I aggressively fingered myself, orgasming in almost record time while I bit my lip as not to scream in ecstasy. My legs buckled as I came. I needed to grab the sink, so I didn't fall. I cleaned up and returned to my seat pretty well satisfied. Even with washing, my"jenny ass smell"was still on my digit on my right paw. For the remainder of the working day, I acted like I was pondering something while I held my pen, and those finger to my Kuki-Chin, giving me a great whiff of one of my pet fragrance.

Later that evening, Nick and his cock got the enthusiastic attention of an aspiring erotica star auditioning for the picture show function of a life. With my mouth, tongue, and digit, I ravished every inch of his cock, formal, and ass. For almost an hr, nick's normally full-bodied vocabulary seemed limited to"WOW"and"Fuck."Afterward, lying in bed, I told him about my stirring, Jack's peter. He asked a few head, and we both agreed to add diddlysquat to one of our part play fantasies. If you haven't already, I suggest that you read my"function fun fancy"when I post it.

I greatly enjoy my job and appreciate my colleague. mariner has quickly become a personal interest of mine as I assist him in learning his new position. Yes, there is the typical position flirting that happens with many from time to time. Even when his cock is soft, it makes quite an impression in his drawers. Jack is now well cognizant that I look at his crotch while we are at each other's desks. I'm for certain it's obvious to all that I bend over, be given in, and get close while I am tutoring diddly-shit, the new guy. While I have had legion opportunities, I have never done anything more with anyone in my office ever. Nothing More than the things I have described here. I take capital superbia in my career, professionalism, and report. But then there's this new guy, jackass, with the huge fucking tool. It will probably take all of my will power to keep my hands, and mouth, off of it. It would probably destruct my pussy, and I can't even think about that monstrosity near my ass. I'm certain Jack's cock would see great rubbing in between my tits up to my face…cumming on my face. O.K., O.K., I need to quit fantasizing and have to get back to work…or to the toilet facility first perhaps for some more needed reliever .