Just a short one but mostly true, it's surprising what you can fit into an eight hour night shift. Hopefully you enjoy it. xx
I'm constantly surprised by the amount of mischief we can get up to at work, normally without anyone else knowing a thing. Sometimes almost right under their noses. Its a massive thrill for me walking around like butter wouldn't melt and nobody knowing how much we've misbehaved on a tea break.
The last time that sprung to mind I'd worn my black leggings along with my work shirt, it was a little bit of a tease for you, knowing you would soon start complaining about having to hide your hard on whilst working because you would spend all night staring at my round arse and long legs. It back fired on me when i was sitting on my tea break in a little quiet corner with my feet up a high desk, drinking my strong black coffee minding my own business.
You appeared from behind me and sat down on a stool, you started stroking my thighs and arsecheeks. I moaned and pushed back against your big warm hands. You leaned into me and kissed me intensely. I suddenly felt and heard a buzzing running along my arse crack towards my pussy. It made me jump and you used your other hand on my stomach to hold me still as I started to squirm. You stared fixedly into my eyes and watched me fight for control, squirming and moaning as you pressed it hard against me. I couldn't believe you'd brought a vibrator into work.
I'm guessing its payback for all the times that I'd teased you and wound you up at work leaving you horny, frustrated and trying to hide a hard on at work. Fuck me it felt good though. People were working away only twenty foot away completely oblivious to our activities with the help of the noisy machines and god awful radio they piped in. I was so turned on and close to cumming you must have felt how wet I was through my leggings. The next thing I knew you slapped my arse cheek, kissed me deeply then announced "you gotta get back to work Princess! Have fun," with that you gave me a cheeky wink then walked away, leaving me to catch my breath before heading back to work.
As I tried to wipe the smirk off my face I sent you a text message telling you what a bastard you were and that I would get you back for it later when you were on a tea break. The next few hours dragged I was so horny, frustrated and aching for you. After i finished my work I knew you were on a tea break as you finished later. I dashed up to the upstairs toilets because I knew they were largely unused, then I texted you to head up and meet me.