Alex had been working at the call centre for almost a year. The work was the same as every other job he'd had; dull, repetitive, and mind numbingly boring. Day in, day out, nothing but customers calling up to complain about this, that or the other. But then, he did work in the complaints department, so that was to be expected.
The one up side as he saw it, was the number of gorgeous, finely dressed women who worked there. From eighteen to forty-something, there were over three hundred employees. At least half of them were women, and most of them were beautiful. Alex could find something to admire about most women. Whether it was their long slender legs, shapely ripe asses, beautiful faces, or good firm looking boobs in tight tops. Alex could see any and all of these attributes from his seat in the open plan call hall just by scanning his co-workers. And he did. Frequently.
During the summer months when it would get hot and humid, he would often find himself so turned on by the amount of bare flesh around him, that he spent most days trying to discreetly hide a painfully hard erection. When he could, he would disappear into the toilet just to relieve himself, usually thinking about one of his colleagues. Yep, all in all, this was the best job he'd had in the ten years since high school, at least as far as the scenery was concerned.
He'd been working the late shift for three weeks now, ever since the last shift change. It was a legal trick the company used to stop employees being able to claim they are entitled to any particular hours. They just kept changing them every few months. Alex didn't really mind the late finishes as he was always a bit of a night owl anyway.
He'd been sitting at his desk for the past three hours taking calls as usual. Somewhat less than usual, he was looking up the skirt of a particularly busty co-worker sitting about ten feet away who was also taking calls. Claire was only a casual acquaintance, but he knew she was a massive flirt and well known for enjoying a few one night stands around the office. Alex had never had the pleasure but as she sat there talking to another customer, Alex suspected she knew she was well aware of his wandering gaze, but she never let on; never even looked in his direction.
Alex reached down and squeezed his hard on through his black trousers. He needed some serious relief. He'd been hard now for almost three hours and the frustration was really starting to get to him. It was almost ten o'clock now; closing time.
Alex adjusted his cock in his trousers so that the head was trapped under the waistband, and stood up. He tidied up his desk and turned off his computer, all the while chatting away and trying to end his final call of the day. Eventually, the customer hung up and Alex made a beeline for the Gents'. He passed a few co-workers on his way, nodding politely and saying goodnight etc. He passed Claire too, and gave her an extra bright smile, almost as a thank you for the show. She smiled back and said goodbye. Alex could see her ample bosom bounce slightly as she walked by. He really needed to get to the bathroom now, just to relieve the tension he'd built up.
When he reached the toilet door he saw the "Out Of Order" sign and immediately cursed. It's not like he actually wanted to use the toilet, but he knew that they'd be locked. He checked anyway, and sure enough the door wouldn't budge. Frustrated, he returned to his desk and grabbed his jacket, intending to leave and just sort himself out at home. As he walked through the call hall, he passed the managers offices. They were situated in the center of the hall, with the operators either side. He noticed an open door and a couch. The doors were seldom locked. There was little reason as all they had were a computer, a filing cabinet with no sensitive information, and a few personal objects owned by the manager, nothing of any real value. A few had a comfy chair, or in this case a couch, for visitors, and that was it.
Alex looked around tentatively. It was only five past ten, but as normal in any workforce when the clock struck ten, everyone had gone almost immediately. There would only be some security guards in the reception. They wouldn't do rounds until the night cleaners had been in, and they wouldn't start until half past.
With a smile, Alex entered the office and closed the door. The door was glass and although it didn't have blinds, it did have some mirrored vertical strips, so it was possible to see in and out, but you had to look very closely, and from right up against the door. Alex didn't care though. Nobody was going to be trying to get in for at least twenty-odd minutes.
Alex crossed the small office to the window on the other side and closed the blinds. Then he sat down on the couch and undid his fly and pulled down his trousers and boxers. His cock throbbed. This was not going to take long.
Laura was not pleased with herself. It was five past ten and she was just pulling in to the car park. She had only driven out of it ten minutes previously. In such a hurry to leave the office and get home, she had left behind the call register reports for that month. She wanted to go over them and make sure there were no anomalies before the monthly managers meeting the next day.
Pulling up right as close as possible, she turned off the engine and jumped out the car. Passing briskly through reception, she nodded at the two security guards. She was in no mood to stop and chat. As expected, the place was empty, and she noted, spookily quiet. She rarely saw the place empty. She crossed the call hall, noting, but dismissing just as quickly, that the blinds were closed. She was sure they had been open when she left.
She had to turn and pass two offices before reaching her own. Just as she reached for the door handle, she heard a grunt. Not a loud grunt, but loud enough to stop her from turning the handle. Remembering the blinds, and now wondering just what was going on, Laura decided to have a peek through the glass before going in.
The office light was still on, only turned off when the building was closed for the night. Peering through the non-reflective part of the glass door, she could clearly see Alex from Complaints lying on her office couch. His hand was on his cock, milking the last drops of cum from his balls, clearly just having climaxed. And on her couch.
Laura's breath caught in her chest. The situation was so unexpected her mind just went blank. All she could do was stare at the swollen purple helmet of her colleague's member as he squeezed the last drops of spunk from his cock onto his abdomen. He didn't even know she was there, lying as he was, with his head facing away and his cock pointing right at her.
Laura realized that she had been holding her breath. Her heart beat a million times a second and so loudly she was sure he would hear it. She let the breath out slowly but continued to watch. Her face was flushed and, she noticed unexpectedly, her pussy moist. Surprised, but never one for self-denial, Laura realized she was completely turned on. The sight of her attractive colleague pleasuring himself was incredibly erotic. Now, as she watched him wiping up his spilled semen with a tissue, she wished she had arrived just a few minutes earlier.
As his legs swung around and he went to stand up, Laura backed up and then turned around. She walked the long way around the entire block of offices, six in total, until she was effectively on the opposite side of her office door, although not quite so close. She was a good thirty feet away. From here, she could watch for Alex leaving and then retrieve the report she had to come back for. Although, now she didn't feel quite so bad for leaving it in the first place.
The office door opened and Laura could see Alex. His face was slightly flushed and he was still breathing quite heavily. 'Must've been a good one' thought Laura with a smile. She watched him head toward reception and then collected her report. As she turned to leave she looked down at the couch, picturing Alex and his cock lying there spent. Then she left for home.
The first few hours of work were particularly slow the next day. Not that there was any less work to do, or any significant decrease in the day to day problems that arose when managing a team in a call centre. Despite going home and masturbating with her vibrator twice, Laura couldn't get Alex out of her head. She got very little sleep, tossing and turning most of the night. She tried to raise her husband's interest for some late night or early morning sex, but he just groaned and continued snoring.
