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By *arman92 OP Man
over a year ago
Widnes |
So I start my shift, usual day seems to be going the same way, pretty steady not a lot coming through the door, nothing to really perv at and undress with my eyes.
However, my favourite colleague comes in to start her shift, now I can’t describe too many of her features as you kinky naughty lot would absolutely come to my pub and try your luck with her as she is beautiful.
She’s flirty, got some real curves on her, smaller than me, the type and size that you could quite literally throw around the room!
Anyways, I’ve got about 2 days worth of sex frustration building up, a failed attempt at cumming from a heavy a wank session and now I’ve got to try and concentrate on my work while her sexy arse is wiggling around the pub,
She’s got these work pants on that sort of go up her arse as she walks and you can tell without a shadow of a doubt, she’s got a thong on.
I’m trying my best to just get through this shift, I’m thinking the sooner I get through it the sooner I can get home and just plow my vibing extendable butt plug up my arse while I wank until I explode.
So back to my sexy little colleague who’s quite clearly wearing a thong with her pants sucked up her arse crack, tight work shirt so I can honestly see the curves around her tits and see how they would fit in my hand, she’s wearing a black bra because I noticed the straps, I swear these kinky bitches do this on purpose but showing us the straps just to tease us.
Work goes on as normal, playful flirting and banter back and forth through the shift and there’s a stirring in my pants again, I got a little busy so I almost forgot around the fabric rubbing my helmet, made a lot worse by the fact I’d had about 4/5 real hard ons by now so my slit was slick and I’d actually leaked a good bit of pre into my boxers which made the feeling all that better.
So here we are again I’m sporting a good semi as she’s bent over the table wiping it down and her little arse is wiggling side to side, the absolute determination it took to not walk over grab her by the hair and slam her head on the table while I peel off those pants.
This is when I decided I need to cool off a little as the bar was getting busy and if I allowed these thoughts to carry on I would quite literally be behind the bar serving drinks with yet again another really obvious hard cock in my pants,
I head to the staff room toilet…
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The only cure is to unload... but the feeling of being controlled by horniness is also like nothing else... almost torture by horniness..
great story 