Melissa was having a very busy day at work, several meetings in the morning and one that just didn't want to seem to end. By 2 PM she was so ready to go home already, despite having another three hours left to work. Wondering how much longer this meeting was going to take she found herself wiggling in the chair. She still needed to complete Mike's task for her, there just hadn't been any time so far. It was frustrating her, she worried she might not be able to do it until working hours were over and somehow that didn't seem like it was good enough. Surely Mike meant for her to do it while other people were also still around, that seemed to be the whole point of it. The plug in her ass didn't make focusing on this boring meeting any easier. Every time she moved ever so slightly it reminded her what a little slut she was for wearing it at work.
Finally, her boss called the meeting. Melissa was the first out the door, she didn't care if the rest of the team wondered why she was so eager to leave. She dumped the papers she had been given during the meeting on her desk before checking her calendar. Ten minutes before a call with a client. Luckily she had known how much time this meeting was most likely going to take even though her boss had assured everyone beforehand it was going to be short. Only that he had a very different idea of what short was than the rest of the team.
But now she had ten minutes, the perfect time to complete her other task. Rushing to the restroom she barely noticed Jane's comment about her being in a hurry. No time for the woman now.
Entering the restroom it seemed empty, this time she didn't bother checking if the other stalls were really empty. She picked the same one as the day before, locked it, and dropped her pants and panties, which were very wet. Melissa briefly wondered if she had left a wet spot on the chair in the meeting room and if anyone would know it was her if she had. But that didn't matter. The only thing that mattered now, was to start rubbing her still quite sore clit. The gentlest of touches made her moan already.
Shit, she really needed to keep it together, even if she appeared to be alone. Even though she wanted to use her other hand to play with her nipples, it felt like a much better idea to use it to keep herself from moaning too loudly. So instead she covered her mouth with her hand.
Pushing two fingers inside her pussy, she started fucking herself fast right away. Her eyes rolling back she leaned at the wall, feeling total bliss. Not only was she finally able to play with her pussy that had wanted the attention ever since she had left for work, but she was following Mike's orders, which made it so much better.
As she pushed a third finger inside herself, she let out another moan, despite the hand on her mouth. At least it wasn't too loud, she told herself. Nobody outside would have heard it, that was for sure.
Melissa rubbed her clit harder now, no longer caring about how sore it already was. She was getting closer and closer to the edge, knew she needed to reach it but was not allowed to go over. Unlike yesterday she wasn't too worried about it. Having managed to control herself then made her confident in her ability to do the same today.
Closer and closer, it would only take a few more moments. Melissa bit on her finger as another moan tried to escape her. She was on the edge now, god it felt so fucking good. All movement stopped, she just sat there for a moment to enjoy the feeling. Taking her phone out she snapped a picture of her pussy, sending it to Mike with the message: Task completed.
A few deep breaths before she dressed again.
Getting out of the stall, she noticed that one of the other stalls was occupied. Melissa had not heard anyone come in so this person must have already been there when she entered.
Shit, she thought. Better to hurry up and get out of there before the occupant came out. Quickly washing her hands, she was just drying them off when she heard the stall door open. A shiver ran down her spine but she didn't turn around. Maybe...maybe she had not heard anything.
"Melissa," the woman said as she stepped up to the sink to wash her hands. Melissa turned her head to see that it was Linda, one of the senior staff. The way Linda was grinning at her, Melissa was sure the woman knew what she had just been doing.
"Hi Linda," Melissa said trying to keep as calm a voice as possible.
She tossed the paper towels in the bin, before moving to the door to leave. Just as she was about to, she heard the woman behind her say: "That sounded like a lot of fun. Wish I could have seen it."
Melissa's cheeks were very hot all of a sudden and she was sure she was blushing. But she said nothing and rushed out of the restroom. Only when she sat down at her desk, did she let herself think about what had just happened.
Linda knew what she had been doing and she had wanted to watch?
Holy shit, Melissa thought. She got her phone out and texted Mike a second time, to tell him about the incident.
It didn't take long for her to get an answer.
Don't worry about it, she won't tell anyone. Good girl for completing your task. You have pleased me very much. Forget about Linda for now.
And just like that, she stopped worrying, she had pleased Mike, that was the most important thing here. With Linda out of her mind, she sorted the paperwork into her folders before getting ready to call her client.
When Melissa came home that day, she checked if she was alone. Even though Mike had told her it was going to be a long day at work, he could have made it up to make her think she would be alone when she got home. But no, he wasn't there. So instead she started getting dinner ready, knowing roughly when he would be home. All she would need to do then was to heat it up in a bit and they could eat.
About an hour later, when she was done, she received a text from Mike.
I want you to edge yourself for the next forty-five minutes. Then I want you to kneel naked next to the door and wait for me to come home.
A jolt of pleasure soared through her pussy at the words. She had never edged herself for so long. Before yesterday she hadn't even been able to stop herself from cumming while doing it. And now he asked her to do it for forty-five minutes? How was she going to do that? Then there was the second part of the message, kneeling naked at the door. Of course, she knew nobody would be able to see her but it was still somewhat frightening to her. But since that was not of immediate importance, she could worry about that later. So she went to the bedroom, undressed, and got comfortable on the bed.
Tweaking her nipple with one hand, her other hand immediately went to play with her pussy. As she played with herself she couldn't help but think of Linda having heard her, wondering what it might have been like if the other woman had watched her. Would that have turned Melissa on? It certainly seemed to turn her on right now, just thinking about it. With that in mind, it took only a few minutes before she was on the edge for the first time. Melissa stopped playing with her pussy for the moment and used both of her hands on her nipples and breasts, kneading them, rubbing, pulling, and pinching her nipples.
After a minute or two of that, she got back to her pussy. It took even less time to get to the edge now. Soon enough she found herself only being able to do a few touches before she had to stop if she didn't want to risk cumming. And she really didn't want to ruin her edging session with an orgasm. Mike would be so disappointed if she did.
Melissa barely noticed the time going by, so when the alarm on her phone went off, telling her that forty-five minutes had passed she was both surprised and disappointed that it was already over. Being so fucking horny, she wanted nothing more than to keep playing with herself. Keep riding that edge. It was all she could think about.
With a groan she got out of bed. Mike would be home soon, which meant it was time to kneel next to the door. Before she started to edge she had worried about it. What if someone did happen to see her and would ask questions about it? Even though it seemed unlikely. Nobody could see her as long as the door was closed and there would only be a few moments when Mike opened it to enter. Besides she was sure he wouldn't open it if he worried someone would see her. So she should be safe. Nothing to worry about.
So Melissa went to the entrance door and got into a kneeling position, waiting with excitement for what Mike had in mind when he got home. She didn't have to wait long, it felt like only mere moments had passed since she had gotten on her knees when the door opened and Mike entered the house.
"Good girl," he said when he saw her. With a big smile on his face, he put his jacket on the hanger before turning to her.
"Did you edge?" he asked.
Melissa nodded. "Yes, master."
"Good girl. And you didn't cum, did you?"
She shook her head.
"Good girl," he said again. She couldn't hear him say it often enough. Every time he did she felt a wave of pleasure.
"Look at you, a few days ago you didn't even think you could edge just once without cumming and now you have been at it for forty-five minutes. Very good. I'm proud of you."
Hearing that made her happier than anything else could have. He was proud of her!
