Log in:
Username
Password
Keep me logged in (help)

Forgot username or password?

Create new login

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

The office had been busy from 8 a.m. this morning until 5 p.m. I desperately needed the quiet. It was now 6 p.m. and here I was sitting at my desk trying to fix the reports for tomorrow morning's meeting. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and gently rubbed my temples. It was going to be a long night. I stood up and took off my black pinstripe suit jacket and kicked off my heels. As I walked back over to my desk I began thinking of the gentleman I had had a meeting with earlier this afternoon. He was about 6 feet tall, brown eyes, caramel colored skin, and a low hair cut. The suit he wore for his interview did him complete justice. His arms were toned and muscular, his legs were thick and his pants were tight fitting on his thick thighs. He was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. A wave of arousal flowed through me. I quickly tried to push it aside but I was quickly losing the battle. I had trouble focusing on the reports and my proposal. The more I thought of him the more I became aroused. The only way to relieve myself was to put all work aside and please myself. I closed my office door and turned my lights down low. I sat behind my desk turned my back to the door and slouched down into the chair. I pulled up my skirt and pushed the part of my thong that covered my clean shaven pussy and begin to rub my clit. I closed my eyes and imagined Malcolm (that's his name)touching me the way I was touching myself at this very moment. Up and down moving along the length of my clit in and out of my wet pussy. The closer I came to orgasm the heavier my breathing became. Then the door knob turned and I heard the door slowly open. "Damn, who the fuck could this be?" When I turned around my eyes widened. It was Malcolm. ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "sex at work"   |   all stories by "ladydee25"