The company that I worked for was renovating our offices, most people had taken leave rather than work in a mess so we were operating with just a skeleton staff.
There were some important changes to be made to our computer system, as the painting contractors worked Monday to Friday my boss asked if I would mind opening up at the weekend so that a technician could come in and install the updates. As I had nothing planned I said it would be no problem.
The technician arrived about half an hour after I opened up, he came over to say hello then started to work on the computers. I had seen him around the office before; he was a typical computer geek type, mid twenties, quiet but always perfectly polite.
I had work to do sorting files so I moved along the shelves humming along to the radio, sometimes having to climb a small set of steps to reach the higher shelves.
Around mid morning I was feeling a little hungry and turned to tell the tech that I was going on a break and ask if he wanted a cup of coffee.
He was working at the desk just behind me and looked quickly away as I turned towards him, I had noticed him paying more and more attention to my legs as I climbed up and down the steps but I have to admit as I enjoy the attention I really wasn't bothered.
He accepted my offer of a cup of coffee so we made our way to the little canteen adjacent to the offices. When I had fixed our drinks I sat with my legs crossed on one of the tall stools, sipping my drink and chatting, as I leant forward to offer him a biscuit my skirt rode up a little exposing quite a bit of thigh. I had to keep from laughing as he was obviously trying to sneak a peek without getting caught.
Uncrossing my legs and easing forward on the stool I knew that my skirt would ride up a bit as I swung myself around to get off the stool and I was sure from his flushed cheeks that he had gotten a glimpse of my panties.
I cleared up and returned to work, as I moved between my desk and the rows of files I noticed that he had casually drifted over towards the side of the office where I was using some steps to reach files down from the upper shelves.
Glancing over at him while I worked I noticed that he was taking sly looks, checking out my ass and legs every time I climbed the steps. Pretending that I hadn't noticed I replaced the files I had been looking through then climbed down the steps and started looking through the ones on the lower shelf.
Once in a while, I would crouch down but just turn my legs away from him at the last second so that all he got was a quick look along the side of my upper thighs.
He had knelt down doing something with a cable along the edge of a desk and was doing his best to sneak a peek up my skirt so. Feeling naughty I bent over to retrieve a file, making sure I was positioned so that his eyes were about level with my ass.
Turning quickly I caught him staring and was happy to see him flush bright red as he quickly looked away with an expression of panic on his face at being caught out.
Although there had been nothing to see except my skirt stretched tight over my ass he must have thought I was going to go mad at him, but I just smiled and carried on working as if I was ignoring the attention. As I returned to my desk he was still sneaking little glances over in my direction so obviously he hadn't been put off so I decided to tease him some more.
I left it for a few minutes then casually walked over next to where he was working, took out a file and started flicking through the sections inside standing with my back to him. From his position he wouldn't realise that I could see his reflection in a glass partition and so be able to see his reaction as I gave him a little 'flash' of panties.
Climbing the steps and pretended to be reading through the files I casually reached up under my skirt, pushing it up over the back of my thigh as if to reach an itch.
Checking his reflection in the partition I could see that I had his full attention.
A little flutter of excitement tickled over my belly as he slyly peeked up my skirt.
I decided to give him a better look and pretended that I needed a file just out of reach, using it as an excuse to take one foot off the steps and stand on the adjacent desk straddled between the two, legs apart stretching to reach along the row of files.
The tech had been working a little behind me and as I had stepped over onto the desk and I guessed he would now be almost directly below where I was standing.
I could only imagine the view he was getting from that angle.
Once again I checked his reflection and saw that he had crouched down at the side of the desk I was standing on and was frozen to the spot staring open mouthed straight up between my legs.
In one hand he held the cable that he had been threading along the desk, his other was in his pocket and I was sure from the way that it was moving he was stroking himself as he looked up my skirt.
I was wrong.
He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, checked it, then held it out so that it was just below the hem of my skirt, pointing up right between my legs and took a picture. He fumbled a bit in his haste to shove it back in his pocket while keeping an eye on me making sure that I hadn't looked down and spotted him.
My heart was racing butterflies danced in my stomach and I was just a little damp between the legs, a familiar tingle of excitement passed over me.
Pushing the file back in place I climbed back down the steps.
I sat on the edge of a desk just a little way off and positioned myself so that one leg was hanging over the edge with the other raised up as I rested my foot on a chair, my knees very slightly apart enticing him so he would get just the briefest glimpse of panties. As he turned towards me his focus was immediately drawn along my legs to the flash of material between my legs.
"Do you like to look up my skirt?" I said.
He almost fell against the desk as he scrambled back on his knees.
"I'm so sorry, please don't get me fired." He pleaded.
I leant back on my hands so that my skirt slipped up over my thighs.
"You didn't answer my question." I said and spread my knees apart exposing a little more of my panties to him before quickly closing them together again.
He licked his lips eyes wide; I could tell I was driving him crazy so I slowly spread my legs again, this time tugging my skirt up past my hips.
He looked longingly at my panties.
"I know you've been peeking is this what you have been trying to see all day?"
Shaking his head he said. "Look I am really sorry; it's just that you are an attractive woman in a short skirt surely you can't blame me for looking."
I swung my legs over the edge of the desk and stood with my hand on my hip.
"You're right I can't blame you for looking." I said.
He seemed to relax a little, "Look I'm so sorry it won't..."
I cut him off, "but what about the picture you took?"
He flushed bright red and tried to pull away from me as I reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
"Let's have a little look shall we." I said.
I took his phone over to my desk, searched for the lead from my phone in my draw then downloaded the photo onto my computer.
His phone was top of the range, (as if I expected anything less from a computer nerd) so the image that came up was bright and clear showing the view up my skirt that he had enjoyed so much. My little sheer panties did nothing to hide my pussy, every detail clearly visible.
My outer lips had parted slightly as I had straddled the desk and steps so there was even a little peek of my labia, slightly puffy with excitement.
"What were you going to do with this picture?" I asked him.
"Nothing." He stammered.
"Please delete it; I am so sorry I don't know why I did it, please don't tell anyone."
I saved the picture to my computer then handed his phone back to him saying.
"After all the trouble you went to taking it I think it would be silly to delete it."
He put the phone back in his pocket then just stood there looking at the floor a little unsure of what was expected of him or what to do next.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.
He went redder still. "No not at the moment."
"Is that why you were looking at me?" I swung around and lifted one leg over the arm of my chair spreading my legs apart so that he could see right up to my panties.
"Is this what you like to look at when you get off?"
He stared as I slipped my hand over my thigh and touched a finger to the thin material between my legs; I was already wet from the shock of seeing the picture he had sneaked showing my most intimate parts in glorious detail.
"I think you were going look at that picture tonight and masturbate, weren't you?"
He shook his head. "No honest, I don't know why I did it."
"So you don't like looking at me then?" I said.
He swallowed hard. "Of course I do... I don't know what to say."
"Actually I was quite enjoying the attention" I said.
There was a discernable bulge in his trousers even though he had shuffled around so that he was sideways on to me in an attempt to hide it.
I was feeling incredibly horny.
"Look you're a single guy spending most of the day getting off on sneaking peeks at my panties so we both know what you were going to do later while you were looking at that picture of my pussy."
I thought he was going to burst into tears; his face was glowing with embarrassment.
"There's no shame in it girls like to do it too." I said.
"In fact I am feeling so turned on thinking about it I really need to touch myself and to honest you don't look very comfortable so instead of waiting to get home to take care of things how about we watch each other masturbate right here and now."
"It has to be better than looking at a picture." I giggled.
"What here?" he said gesturing around.
"Why not we're alone," I said. "Tell you what; if you let me watch you today I might just choose to wear something shorter tomorrow and you can take all the pictures you like" His gaze was centred on the hand between my legs and he was nervously biting his lip I could see that he wanted to but was perhaps still worrying that he would get into trouble.
"Let me see the effect I've had on you and I might just take my panties off." I said.
To my surprise he said. "Please don't."
"So you don't want to watch me?" I said puzzled.
"Its not that." He said quietly. "It's just that I like looking at women in panties."
That explained the obsession with looking up my skirt.
"Nothing wrong with that," I said "I don't mind keeping them on if that's what you like but I need to see you, shall we do this?"
Without further prompting he unfastened his trousers and let them fall to his feet.
He immediately took hold of his cock as it sprang free from his boxer shorts hesitated a second or two when he saw me looking at it then slowly started to stroke his hand up and down the shaft.
I watched mesmerized as a drop of glistening pre-cum formed on the tip of his helmet, oozing from the little slit and dribbling over his fingers coating his thick shaft.
A wet patch was spreading over the crotch of my panties as I moved my fingers over the front of them and down over the heat between my legs it seemed to make it all the more erotic masturbating with my panties on, hiding myself away.
I pressed the thin material against my lips, rubbing back and forth in time with his movements as I watched his hand sliding up and down his penis, gently tugging the foreskin over the engorged head.
