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.
