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By *picknspan OP Man
over a year ago
North West Leeds |
About 10 years ago I joined a Facilities Company as the Facility Manager for a small shopping outlet. One of my responsibilities, among others, included the cleaning of the outlet. Each day I would schedule the team of cleaners as they came in for the different shifts that covered the whole day from 0600 to 2200.
I had an office upstairs that overlooked the shopping mall, it was pretty plush and not small. Impressive really compared to others I had had with other employers.
I rarely worked weekends, I had a supervisor that worked Saturday & Sunday but in her absence I would go in for a few hours to ensure all went to plan.
Sunday was a shorter day, commencing at 0700 and finishing at 1700.
One particular Sunday that I had to go in I was in the office last thing when there was a knock at the door.
As the door opened in came Gemma, one of the cleaners. She wanted to book a holiday and so we looked at dates and added her request to the schedule.
Gemma was a good looking girl in her late 20's (a good 25 years younger than me) she was about 5'5" slim and blonde. Even in her uniform of sweat shirt and cargo trousers she looked rather appealing.
Gemma thanked me for arranging the holiday and smiled as she left.
I sat down in my big office chair behind the huge elaborate desk and from my window I could see that the security guards were locking the entrance doors. Clearly the centre was closed and hardly anyone remained inside. I reflected on the brief encounter with Gemma, how her arse was so fit in her tight cargo trousers, her short neat blonde hair, her use of enough make up to look pretty but not overly made up and her wicked smile. I was convinced that on odd previous occasions she had flirted a little, gotten a little closer than was always necessary and there was a glint in her blue eyes that seemed to indicate naughtiness. Perhaps I imagined some or all of this?
As I thought about Gemma I began to ease back in my chair and my hands slid my zipper down, I reached inside and began to massage my dick. The more I thought of Gemma the more my massaging began to affect my cock and moments on I was basically wanking. No one else in the place, security had locked up, I had keys and alarm codes so no big deal. Extra half hour in the office will be fine.
I closed my eyes, took my dick out and now was giving my shaft a good tugging.
My smart office had one minor problem and that was because it was sited high up adjacent to roof level, there was a generator close by that every two or three hours would 'kick in' and make a pretty distinct motor like noise. Only for about four or five minutes but it was rather distracting and meant that other sounds were largely drowned out.
The generator decided to do its thing, I stopped momentarily and then rejoined my fantasy and continued my handy work.
Whilst this brief racket thundered, without my knowledge the door had been knocked. Getting no response to the knock the visitor tried the door and realising it was open had stepped inside. The generator stopped its mechanical din, I opened my eyes and stood to the side of my desk was Gemma. Her eyes were fixed on my hand and her mouth was slightly open.
I tried to stuff my cock in my trousers and look like I wasn't doing what I was doing but that was never going to work.
'Gemma' I said surprised, embarrassed and rather dishevelled
'I knocked' Gemma said 'But there was no answer. I thought I'd left my clipboard here when I came up earlier'
Gemma seemed a little embarrassed too although more guarded and perhaps slightly more excited maybe.
'Ahh I see' I tried to sound reasonable but in truth that was more in my mind than reality as I was trying to sit forward with my erect cock peeping out through my fingers as I tried to hide myself.
'Do you often sit in here having a wank?' Gemma asked in a very matter of fact way.
'Er no I don't' I replied
'Oh' said Gemma 'just today then?'
'I thought everyone had gone' I mumbled
'Yeah they have' she replied 'seems that it's just you and me'
'Can you see your clipboard?'
'No. All I can see is your cock'
'I'm sorry' I added 'I didn't mean to ... well it was meant to be just ne. I didn't know...'
Gemma cut in 'It's okay. You could carry on if you want?'
'Carry on?' I asked
'Yeah... keep going, I could watch if you want?'
'That a good idea?' I said
'Well it may help me to forget what I have seen when I talk to the others' she smiled 'Go on, keep pulling it. I like it'
'But I'm not sure I can now Gemma'
Gemma had changed from her uniform and was now wearing a short pink summer dress and beige strappy sandals.
'You mean you can't keep it hard now? Or do you not think I'm worth a wank?'
'Well it is not that simple' I retorted
'Okay so let's say I show you my boobs. That help?'
'Well that is a nice idea Gemma but I'm not sure you should, do you?'
'Okay, I can go. I can see what the others think of the boss wanking in his office'
'No we don't want that do we Gemma? Let's not do that. Okay let's do what you have in mind'
Gemma chuckled 'Thought you might say that'
She placed her bag on the floor and placed her hands on the hem of her dress. She slowly in teasing fashion raised the garment and then turned around. In view was her shapely legs, her sweet arse and her naked back. The dress went over her head and she dropped it on her bag. She looked around her shoulder at me.
'Okay... start wanking again boss!'
I started to pull myself again. Getting hard looking at Gemma's shapely figure from behind was none too difficult and the prospect of her turning around certainly inspired me.
Slowly Gemma turned around toward me, her hands covered her tits. Her lovely legs were bare from her sandals up to her red lacey thong. She stared at me 'Keep wanking' she said
She moved to the side of my chair, hands still clasped over her boobs. She looked down to my crotch as I continued rubbing my shaft up and down.
'Nice cock boss' she stated
She dropped her hands to her side and her tits came into view. Pert firm tits with stubby pink nipples that jutted out in a fashion that said 'eat me'
'Like?' She asked
'Very nice' I replied
'Look at them and wank' she said 'pull it hard for me'
I did.
Gemma knelt down next to the chair, legs apart and looked closely at my helmet fisting through my hand.
'Oh yeah... make it cum for me boss'
I was now looking between her legs at her mound encased in the red lacey thong. She saw me look.
'Oh, you want to see my fanny do you? You perv!'
I smiled.
'Will it make you spunk for me? Let's see'
She stood up and turned around, her arse was only a foot or so from my face.she looked back at me and slowly peeled down the red lacey fabric.
'Keep pumping it' she added
The fabric dropped on to her sandals and she stepped out of her thong. She turned slowly and placed her hands between her legs to obscure the view. To tantalise me further.
'Look' she grinned
She removed her hands and her pussy was in front of me. A bush of light brown hair covered her pubis but beneath her lips were smooth.
'Hope you like them hairy'
I was slightly surprised it wasn't shaven or more trimmed but it looked wonderful. A rarity in a younger woman these days as smooth was generally the trend.
'My boyfriend likes a bit of a coat on it' Gemma laughed.
I watched her as she became more brazen, she played with her tits, pulling her nipples as she gazed at my action. One hand stroked her fanny as the other pawed her boobs.
She was close enough to touch but it didn't seem like that was on the menu.
She knelt down and moved her face to within inches of my dick. She looked up at me, smiled and blew my helmet. The breath felt warm as it touched my cock head, she then hovered her head above my hand and slowly dribbled a stream of saliva on to my knob. She grinned.
'Right let's get those balls empty' she said
'Can I feel your....?'
'No your wanking, not touching' Gemma almost growled her words
'You can spunk on me when your ready though'
I continued to watch and wank. Several minutes on and I announced to Gemma that I was close.
'Stand up' Gemma demanded
She moved close to me and sat on the corner of the desk.
'Spunk on my fanny boss'
I looked at her firm tits, I looked at her face, into her deep blue eyes and wanked my shaft with my knob an inch or two above her hairy cunt.
'Im cumming' I said and I spunked my hot white seed over her. First shot went over her minge and splattered onto her stomach, the next three spurts shot reams of thick white cum onto her hairy fanny. The last few shots much less volatile than the first, dripped more spunk into that light brown downy coat. Gemma smiled, looked at me, looked down at her pubic mound and said 'Nice load boss'
I stepped back and looked at her. I expected her to look for a tissue but she simply grabbed her thong and put it on. The light fabric soon absorbed the damp cum and as she pulled on her dress the ever soaking thong went from my view.
'You not going to clean that up?' I enquired
'No' she laughed 'Taking that on the bus and home to my boyfriend'
'Really' I exclaimed, hardly believing my ears
'Oh yeah. He loves that I am a dirty girl. He will fuck me all night'
'You will tell him what happened?' I asked
'I will tell him that my boss wanked on my fanny and that if he is good to me tonight then I might let the boss fuck me next time. See ya'
She walked out of my office leaving me stunned and trying to force my dick back in my pants.
I sat down in my chair and wondered if that had actually happened or had I dreamt it.....
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