Let me tell you how I came about being a Literotica reader. This is a true story and experience, so please bear with me; it is also my first time writing on Literotica. A few years ago while I was still in college I started working a few hours a night part time in a call survey center. In service center that I worked there were floors with endless rows of cubicles. One night while on break a few of us were talking about passing the time at work and a fellow co-worker mentioned Literotica, he stated when it is slow he reads the stories on Literotica.
A few of us standing next to him had never heard of Literotica, it was news to us that a website like that even existed. About fifteen minutes later I was back sitting at my desk, I pulled up the website and started to look around I clicked new stories and wow I could not believe how hot these stories were. Just about the time I started to really get into a story. I had to stop reading and take a call. As I sat and listen to this woman all I could think about was the story I was reading and how it was making me get turned on. I started to get a nice hard on but it soon faded and there was no more Literotica that night for I was swamped with calls.
I had the next two days off before I went back into work. The night I returned was kind of hit or miss some calls and then some time to read Literotica. Every time I started reading my cock would get hard, very hard, I even went to the bathroom and rubbed one out on my break. It was official I was addicted to the Literotica website. The next week I was walking into the building and saw Kelly, she was one of the people who also worked in my section and we always took breaks at the same time. Kelly is older than me by about 10-12 years. Kelly was an attractive housewife working in the evening for her own spending money. Kelly always dressed nice for work most nights she wore a nice dress or skirt with pantyhose underneath and high heels. You could say she was always done up nice.
After getting to know Kelly better I found out she had children that were are all grown up and had gone off to college as well and she wanted to do something for her self, like I stated earlier her own spending money. There had been a few times I had found myself staring at her legs and ass, looking at her chest; she really was hot for her age. This particular night I could not stop looking her up and down while on break and wondered what she looked like without her clothes on and also thinking if she was as good in bed as she was good looking. These thoughts of mine went on for a few days. One night as we were walking into our floor we walked around looking for cubicles to sit in and we found two in the back corner of the room. I took the one by the wall she took the one right in front of me. Our cubicles had about 4 foot tall walls on three sides with the top part being a desk, with a phone and a computer. About two hours into work that night we went on break and I could not stop looking at her long legs, the wind blowing slightly and her skirt was riding up high on her knee inching it up as a breezes went by. I did all I could to try not to look like I was staring, but after reading Literotica for two hours my mind was in a different place.