Working 8 days in a row is exhausting, it leaves very little free time; you just sleep, eat and work. Now I am attractive, no model and no Denzel, but I'm nothing to sneeze at. Standing at 5-10 and about 180lbs, with a bald head and easy on the eyes, I found myself without the time to relieve my sexual stress. I'm a man after all, and my needs are many; when the muscle needs attention you must give it what it needs.
So as I stated before, I've been working days upon days in a row. As a cook in a high volume establishment, I see lots of women all shapes, sizes, and ethnicities. For the past few weeks I have been flat out horny; it seems to last for hours.
Masturbating has become my new best friend; I explore this option close to 3 times a day. Now you may ask yourself with a work schedule like mine how do I find the time? Let me explain my motivation further.
Fridays are ruff trying to prepare for the weekend rush and when it get a 15 minute smoke break I take it. I grab my coat and smokes and head out to the parking garage, take a seat in my car and light up. The lots are indoors with multiple levels, as an employee I don't get the luxury of parking close to the elevator, customers first they say; whatever.
As I sit in my car, the usual suspects start to emerge from the various offices and shops to take a smoke before going back in to finish off their shifts.
Ms.legs appears behind my car headed to her own. I call her this because one, I don't know her name , and two , those have to be the best pair of legs on God's green earth , second to none. She stands about 5-4 , maybe 145lbs copper tone skin; if i had to guess she was mixed, African american and some Hispanic blood in her. Aged around 37 but looking about 27, so life's been good to her, thick thighs , round booty, and small but perky b cup breasts.
She enters her car which is parked about 2 spaces over from my own; she cracks the window and pushes her seat down to an almost flat position. This didn't alarm me as I do it myself, but then I noticed that she had taken her shoes off, placing one of her feet up on the dash near the wheel close to the driver's window.
I thought to myself she must need a really quick nap, ; I continued to smoke my cigarette. Now I've never been a peeping Tom, but I couldn't help looking in the direction of her car. Through the lightly tinted windows I could see her legs move slightly but even more so her toes were curling and stretching and curling again. I'm no dummy and I definitely know how to make a ladies toes curl, and what causes them to do so.
My mind went dirty right away; I started to stare at her feet and the motions of her legs. Before long I had a full erection in my chef's pants that shocked even me. I wanted to get a closer look and maybe even join Ms.Legs. As I move to exit my car I look at the clock and realize it's been 20 minutes, I rush to the elevator frequently looking back to see if she has come out but she doesn't.
I got back to work shocked and horny, behind a bit in my duties as the lunch rush is about to begin. When the day is over I head to my car; of course I'm looking to see if Ms.Legs car is there, but she has left for the day. I head home to relax, shower and have a cold beer before I lay down and do it all over again.
My mind is stuck on the thought of this woman playing with her pussy in the car; all kinds of thoughts entered my mind as the blood rushed to my penis, giving me a hard on I could not ignore. I pull my cock out and slowly stroke the shaft. I wonder how she got off, if she was shaved or bushy, is she a creamer or a squirter, does she have a few short cum moments or a build up to a massive orgasm. Before long my balls raise, butt cheeks clench and the head of my cock jolts before firing streams of hot cum across my lap and stomach, before the rest oozes down my hand. I clean myself and head to bed.
The next day I arrive and park in my usual spot and I see that Ms.Legs has once again parked a few spots over, I smile and head in to get started. Break time rolls around and I can't help but wonder if I would get a repeat of yesterday or was that just a case of someone just really needing to get off. I get to my car; I must admit I couldn't wait to see Ms.legs and if I would get another show.
I was not disappointed; she came out a few minutes later and cracked her window, took off her shoes and the toes started to curl shortly afterwards. Now I was hard as a rock and I got the bold idea that I just had to see more, but how. I can't just walk up and peek in, and it's not like we are friends and I'm coming over to chat. What I did next would be the best choice I made for the next few months.
I start my car; when I do her head raises a bit to see what's going on before continuing. I move out and circle the lot then pull up directly next to her on the passenger side. My heart racing, I planned to exit the car and look right into hers for a good view. To my delight she hasn't moved. I exit the car and can't see a damn thing. I curse to myself and figure if I move to the front of my car and smoke I would get a chance to look through her front window (not tinted) to see what's going on in there.
OMG this is more than I expected, with her arm covering her eyes shielding her from the sunlight. There is what looks like a foot long black dildo up her skirt; she is winding it between her legs for all it's worth. She has one leg by the door and the other across the arm rest into the passenger seat. Her hand is griping the huge dildo and it's gleaming with her juices all down the side. I watched for what felt like forever.
Then I feel this burning feeling on my hand, as I have let my cigarette burn all the way down. I need to go back to work; as I start to walk away from the car I instinctively press the lock button on my keys, which makes the car beep and she jumps up from the sound, looking right at me as I pass by. I look over the top of the car as if our eyes didn't connect but they did.
Back in the kitchen I am boiling inside from what I just witnessed, I am sporting a semi hard on that's only being held back by my boxer briefs. When the lunch rush is through, I head to the men's room and unleash my cock, with a little spit to lube it up I stroke off over the toilet, thinking of Ms.Legs. Minutes later I release a load that covers the toilet from the top to the bowl. I wash my hands, clean my cock and exit the bathroom.
When I turn the corner I almost died from the sight ahead of me. Ms. Legs is headed straight for me; in the narrow hallway there is no place to go.
She gets closer and asks if the restroom is this way, I mutter a yes.
She stops briefly and asks if she's seen me somewhere before.
I reply "Maybe just here a few times."
She replies, "Oh you look familiar, but thanks handsome."
With a smirk she goes to the restroom and I go back to work.
As I leave for work I notice her car still in the lot; I need to get gone before she puts 2 and 2 together, before she comes out and sees me at my car next to hers. As I enter my car I hear her voice.
"EXCUSE ME!" she says,
I turn around and she is already sitting in her car. I respond with a hi and a big smile.
She ask "Are you the guy who told me where the bathroom was earlier?"
"Yes"
She then asked "Were you the guy watching me earlier when I was pleasing myself?"
I froze, "So it was you being a perv; did you enjoy yourself?" she asked with a curious smile on her face.
"Yes I did."
