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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Working in IT is not the most exciting job in the world. However, I was very grateful I was the go-to guy for a woman at work.
Her name was Becky and she didnt have a great deal of confidence with anything technical. She approached me one droll day asking me to help her create another user account on her home computer.
'If I dont answer after you knock, just come in. My doorbell doesnt work and I dont hear any knocks unless I am in the front room.'
'No problem. I will come round on Saturday. hows about 10 o clock?'
'Great. See you then'
I plod on with my day not giving it another thought. Saturday arrives and I am up for my morning run. Just as I leave, the phone goes. It is one of my mates, with a plan for an whole day of drink and debauchery. Without thinking I agree to meet up at 11.
'Fuck!' I say as I realise i wont have time to have my run, go fix Becky's problem and then get to Mike's house by 11. I phone Becky and explain my stupid mistake, and apologise for having to let her down.
'Oh dont worry about it. But you owe me one!!'
'Lol, thanks. You are at the top of my list once I sober up tomorrow.'
Setting off on my run I cant get away from the feeling of guilt. I let her down and to be honest, I felt like a bit of a dick. So, I decide to fit in Becky's computer after all. I power through my run as fast and hard as I can. Mike wont mind if I am a little bit late.
After a quick shower I throw on my professional drinking gear - tshirt, jeans, flip-flops for the surfer look, and my jacket, not bothering with the jockey shorts as usual.
I race round to Becky's, knock on the door and wait. No answer! Maybe she decided to go out after my letdown.
'You prat', i whisper as I remember her telling me she doesnt hear knocking. I try the doorhandle and it opens up. So she is home after all.
Stepping inside I call out to let her know I am there. No answer. I walk into her living room, then the kitchen and dining room. Nobody about! Odd! I look out the back and nobody is there. Is she in? surely she wont have left the door open. I climb the stairs. I remember the layout of her house after a couple of rowdy parties she has had in the past, so I know where I am going. I get to the landing and all the doors to each room are open. First option is to check if she is in her bedroom. She was up when I spoke to her earlier so she wont be back in bed, especially not with the door left unlocked.
I almost walk straight into the middle of the room when I catch sight of her. She is sat at her computer desk - naked. Her dressing gown sprawled over the chair she is sitting on. I have always had a thing for Becky, ever since I first met her. She is just so cute. Her long silky brown hair, her glossy full lips, deep dark eyes. And I find myself looking at her as she sits naked in front of me. I can only see the back of her head and shoulders. One leg leaning out to the side. From here it looks like her legs are wide open. Even with my poor ability to work out what is happening around me at the best of times, I make no mistake what she is doing. She is playing with herself! stroking her hot wanton pussy. I atrain my eyes to see what she is watching. I can see three cams on her screen and a couple of text boxes. One cam looks like her own, showing off her naked body from the front view. The other two cams look like two single men, both in a real state of arousal, both wanking furiously on cam, obviously watching her. I know I shouldnt, but I take a delicate step into the room. My eyes locked on her, I can see the soft curve of her breasts showing beyond her arm. Rays of sunlight splashing over her leg. She has one hand resting on the keyboard stand, the other is obviously elsewhere out of sight. She is breathing heavily, soft whimpering escaping her. The sound of her breathing occasionally interrupted as she gulps and swallows. Her mouth must be salivating in her excitement. I dare to take another step.
The board beneath my foot squeels like a wailing siren. Becky almost jumps straight to a standing position.
'What the fuck!!!!!'
'I'm sorry!' I splutter, arms outstretched in a gesture of pleading and apology. 'I came round to fix your pc and when you werent around I came up to check if you were in.'
'And to get a good view as well it would seem'
'Aw Becky, I couldnt resist!! So sorry!'
She relaxes a bit and leans back in her chair again.
'Well you are here now, why not stay and watch.'
She swivels the chair round to face me. Her knees held together. Her supple breasts are a staggering sight in the bright sunlight. She closes her eyes and lets her legs fall open. Her feet raised onto their tiptoes on the floot. She opens her mouth and lets her tongue hang out, letting it glide over her fingers on her right hand. I can see her chest rising and falling as she breaths a little heavier again. Her hand drops over her left breast, caressing it, stroking it. Then it slides down further over her stomach. On further to her soft silk skinned thighs. She lets her fingers drag over her thighs, then closer and closer to her moist pussy. I couldnt even bring myself to look at Becky's pussy till now. Glancing between her legs I can see her shaved pussy lips, swollen in excitement. They are parted oh so slightly. I can see the sunlight glistening off those lips, her moistness reflecting the warm sun. Her fingers glide over her shaven triangle, then down over the hood of her clit.
Ahem. Not sure if this is any good or not. Hope anyone who reads it is enjoying it, and if so I will go on. |
