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By *lam rocker OP   Man  over a year ago

Tain

I'm in work early each day, at six thirty. No one else is normally in at that time, so I always have a couple of hours free. It's a time I use to get lots of work done and to fantasize.

We've had the auditors in recently and one of them, she's about forty, was hotter than the sun. Lovely black pencil skirt, white blouse, red hair, red lips to die for and matching nail varnish. She looked all prim and proper but she also had that look about her. You know the one, butter wouldn't melt but you knew she would be a tiger in bed.

I imagined her coming in early, knowing I would be alone. I'd offer her a coffee or tea and take it through to her in her office. I'd find her with her seat back, buttons on her blouse undone just enough to see her beautiful breasts and the top of her lacy white bra showing. Her skirt would be hitched up a little, past her knees and she'd have a look that told me she wanted me.

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By *YLINDERCouple  over a year ago

CARDIFF

well carry on with your fantasy:........

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By *lam rocker OP   Man  over a year ago

Tain

she had on a lovely pair of sheer stockings, pencil line up the back and I was dying to know if they were hold ups or if there was a suspender belt under there too. I took her coffee over and popped it on the desk next to her.

She asked me if I liked what I saw as I was so obviously staring at her bosom. Going bright red, I was a little flustered and it was obvious she'd spotted the bulge in my jeans.

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By *unrigMan  over a year ago

aberdeen

You can't stop now!!!

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By *lam rocker OP   Man  over a year ago

Tain

She looked at my jeans for a short while, eyeing up the bulge before she reached out for her coffee and moved it out if the way, all the time keeping eye contact with the bulge. Slowly, she put one hand out to touch it. I looked longingly at her breasts, imagining my cock slide between them. I hadn't noticed her other hand reach for the zip on my jeans until I felt its light touch and the sound of the zip coming down. She reached in to pull my thick shaft out of the restraint of my tight jeans and slowly began to wank me off. Her hands,with their beautifully manicured red nails, grasped my cock and slid up and down it, pulling the foreskin down further on each stroke.

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