About two weeks ago I was working late, this was nothing unusual as I worked till 7:00 or 8:00 at least three times a week. I was usually alone; most of my coworkers went home by 6:00. I enjoyed having the office to myself, it was quiet; no phones ringing, no bothersome questions...this was my time.
I had just finished a projection report and had made copies of it; I was delivering them to various other Director's offices. I deliberately went to Kenneth's office last, his office was next to mine and by dropping a copy on his desk last I could go back to my desk and get back to work. It was a little after 7:00 and I wanted to get my reports finished so I could be home no later than 9:00.
His door was closed; this wasn't out of the ordinary because most of us closed our office doors when we left for the day. I couldn't see any lights on so I opened the door and stepped in. He was sitting at his desk with his back to me, I could see his computer was on and I assumed he was working late too.
As I approached his desk I could hear him breathing hard and fast, concerned I quickened my steps and walked up next to him. That's when I saw why he was breathing so hard...
He had his pants down to his ankles and his cock was in his hand. He was stroking it slowly, I watched as he rubbed his thumb across the tip and used his pre-cum to lubricate his shaft. I was mesmerized and just stood there watching. Kenneth is a great looking guy, he's tall, dark and handsome and now I see he has a huge cock. He had one hand around the base of it cupping his balls and the other was working his thick shaft.
I felt my pussy begin to ache as I continued to watch him, I was fascinated, I had never seen a man masturbate before and the sight was intriguing and exciting. I looked up at his face to see why he hadn't stopped when I came in, he had headphones on and his eyes were closed. My heart was beating fast; I didn't know what to do. I wanted to continue watching, I was quite aroused by now and I could feel myself growing wetter by the second. I decided to stay awhile longer and hope he didn't open his eyes.
I continued to watch him for a long time; he stroked it slow and would moan softly every time he lubricated his cock with pre-cum. I was so excited watching him; I couldn't believe I had never noticed how handsome he was until now. His hands looked strong as I watched him massage his balls and grip his cock; I wondered how his hands would feel on my breasts.
I stood there transfixed on his cock with the papers still in my hand. That's when I heard him whispering, I leaned closer to hear what he was saying.
"Slow down Emily! I don't want to cum yet." He whispered.
My heart stopped and my ears starting ringing. Did he mean me? I didn't know him well enough to know if he knew another Emily. We've worked together for more than two years but we have never socialized. My heart resumed beating but it was beating so fast I was getting lightheaded.
"Wait, someone might hear us!" He whispered.
I was stunned; I thought it was me he was talking about! My mind was racing with ideas as I watched his face. His eyes were closed tightly and his mouth was open slightly as he continued to pleasure himself. My palms began to sweat as an idea took shape; I knew exactly what I was going to do.
I quietly walked to the door and closed it; I made sure it was locked just in case the cleaning crew came in early. I set the papers on his desk and slowly knelt on the floor in front of him. I wiped my palms on my skirt as I scooted closer to him. He continued to pump his hand up and down his shaft and I couldn't resist the urge any longer. I leaned in close and waited for his hand to reach the bottom of his shaft.
I watched as his hand slowly slid down his shaft and I moved in quickly. I wrapped my mouth around his slick head and slowly ran my tongue around the crest. He moaned loudly and I felt him jump in his seat but he didn't move to stop me so I continued. He moved his hands quickly and put them on the arms of his chair as I wrapped one hand around his shaft and the other began to gently massage his heavy balls.
His breathing was faster and I knew I scared him but he didn't stop me and I took it as a good sign. I couldn't imagine a man turning down a blowjob but still I was thrilled to have his prick in my mouth. His cock was warm and it was pulsing as my tongue circled his swollen head and my hand slowly stroked the part of his shaft that wasn't in my mouth. He was moaning louder and I could hear him whispering my name over and over as he gripped the arms of his chair.
I looked up at him and saw that he was watching me intently. He had taken off the headphones at some point, I wasn't sure when and it didn't really matter. I continued to look into his eyes as I began to slide his cock deeper into my mouth. He closed his eyes and threw his head back when I reached the halfway point. He was quite large, I barely had half of him in my mouth and he was already at the back of my throat. I took a deep breath and relaxed my throat and slid him further down my throat. He moaned loudly and leaned his head forward as his eyes flew open in amazement.
He watched as I moved my hand off his shaft and continued to take him down my throat. I felt my chin touch my hand that was cupping his balls and knew that I had most of him down my throat. I slowly began swallowing so my throat would begin to squeeze his cock. His eyes widened and he moaned louder than before as I continued to squeeze his prick with my throat. After a few minutes I slide him out of my mouth and resumed sucking on his head and stroking his shaft.