Amanda watched Lucy closely. Had she just dropped a packet of pens into her purse? It seemed pretty petty, but theft was theft. As office Manager Amanda was held responsible for the cost of stationary supplies in the office and if someone was stealing it only made that harder.. She decided to keep a closer watch and also to alert her boss to what might be happening as he was often around when Amanda wasn't.
She raised it during her next planning meeting with him.
"Do you have any proof?" Dale asked her when she told him what she thought she'd seen.
"No, at this stage I just wanted to make you aware that it might be happening. I'm not out-right accusing her or anything because I can't be entirely sure. Other than on Wednesdays when I close the office, you're around here later than I am and on Tuesday's when I leave early, Lucy is often the last one in here with you. I just thought it might be worth keeping half an eye out just in case."
"Thanks Amanda, I'll keep it in mind," he replied. They finished their meeting and Amanda went back to her desk hoping that she hadn't just messed up. She fretted for ages about whether she should have said something or not. She mostly hoped that nothing would come of it and that it could all be forgotten.
Over the weeks that followed she kept a watchful eye, but didn't see anything to indicate that Lucy was actually stealing from the company. She was relieved and let the incident slip through her memory.
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"See you later Amanda, don't work too late," Dale said as he left the office.
"You too Dale. I'll just be locking up at the usual time, so don't worry about anything," Amanda replied even as she turned to watch his bum on his way out the door. She looked around the empty office and stretched luxuriously. She loved Wednesdays. All the junior staff left at four and the boss at half past. She held down the fort until about half five and then locked up. It was a period of quiet that gave her time to nail a few tasks that always seemed to get put aside with the hustle and bustle of day to day operations.
She didn't think she'd even be as long as half five given how up to date with things she was, which gave her time to think about what she needed to get done. She went to the fridge and grabbed a mineral water, thinking about how good Dale's butt had looked in his slacks. He was ten years her junior, but that didn't stop her from having the occasional fantasy. She sat back in her chair and squeezed her thighs together. She'd been so horny lately! She tilted back in her chair and let some wayward images drift through her mind. One hand cupped her breast and she gave it a squeeze, her nipple hardening in response. She gazed at her computer screen but decided to ignore it. Instead she worked her black skirt up her legs, wiggling her butt and lifting it until she could easily access her pussy. She rubbed herself through her stockings, pushing her thong against her pussy. She swivelled her chair so that she was exposed to the empty office and let a fantasy play through her mind. She pictured herself masturbating just like she was, but with people in the office. Even facng into the office as she was the only person that would immediately know would be Lucy who's desk was on the other side of the room to her. Unless someone else walked through the semi-open planned space toward the door, they'd be none the wiser.
She wondered what Lucy's reaction might be. She tried to picture the young brunette looking up from her computer to find Amanda sitting with her legs splayed and a hand between them, rubbing herself furiously. Would she gasp in surprise, exclaim her outrage or react lustily? Amanda imagined her pushing herself back from the computer so that they faced each other. As Amanda played with herself Lucy would grab her big tits (Amanda was so jealous of those things) and squeeze them, her tongue licking her licks suggestively.
Moaning, Amanda grabbed her purse and pulled out the small vibrator that she'd hidden in it. She wasn't quite sure what had possessed her to put it in there a week ago, but she'd done it and now it was going to come in handy. She turned it on and held it against herself, its vibrations somewhat muted by the stockings and panties, but sufficient for her needs. She pictured Lucy spreading her long skinny legs, draping one over the arm of her chair. She wondered what her pussy would look like when she pulled her thong aside. Would she be bald like Amanda was? She tended to think that the younger generation all kept themselves bald, but that was probably the influence of the porn she watched.
They'd sit opposite each other and finger themselves, pushing fingers deep into their pussies, then licking and sucking their juices while watching each other. She wondered what she would do if Lucy advanced on her. Would she cross her legs in shock, or go with it and allow her to crawl in between her legs and eat her. Or if she was offered the chance to eat Lucy, could she actually do it? Just the thought of the quandary elevated Amanda's passion. She thrust herself at the little vibrator, forcing it against her covered clit. She pulled savagely on her nipple and cried out as she came hard.
She sat in her seat, her face flushed with pleasure, her body slowly recovering. One thing to tick off the bucket list, she giggled to herself; an orgasm in the office. On a whim she pulled out her phone and sent a text to her friend Andrew telling him exactly that.
"Only an orgasm?" was his response.
"That isn't enough?" she asked.
"I would have thought sex itself would have been a higher target to aim for," came the answer.
"Yes, but that requires two people," Amanda replied.
"I'm always here if you need me," was the cheeky reply.
"Next Wednesday then," Amanda typed and sent before she thought it through too far. Andrew was her fuck buddy. They didn't hook up often, but had fun when they did, even if it was only for coffee.
"Locked and loaded."
Amanda grinned at the prospect and looked around the office, trying to picture where and how they might have sex.
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Amanda said goodbye to Dale as she had the week before, though this time she knew exactly what was planned. She made sure that Dale's car had left, then stripped out of her clothes. She hung them neatly on her chair and when she was naked, put her bright red stilettos back on. She grabbed her phone, snap chatted Andrew with the caption, "Come and get it."
She'd given a fair bit of thought to where they would at least start and had made a decision. She pulled the coffee table from the break room to the centre point between her desk and Lucy's. She spread a floor rug over it and then sat on the edge, waiting. Andrew knew that the front door would be unlocked and she wanted to be right where he'd see her the moment he walked in. The thought that someone else might walk in both excited and scared her in equal measure; so much so that she let her hand wander between her legs to begin stirring her pussy. Five minutes later she was laid back completely, lost in her own pleasure. Five minutes after that the door opened cautiously. Her heart raced as she glanced up to see Andrew sneak inside and let the door close. He turned the lock and it gave a loud click.
"Fuck, that is something to see," he said when he turned back to where Amanda was laid out.
"Hurry up and fuck me already," Amanda panted. "You took forever."
"Sorry traffic and shit," he said, advancing on her. She expected to see him remove his pants, but he walked right over to her and knelt. Her knees were pushed wide and his tongue speared into her pussy then licked up hard over her clit.
"Oh God yes," she cried out as he began feverishly eating her. She grabbed hold of his head and the longer he ate her the more she humped herself against his tongue. She'd wanted his cock badly, but his tongue was so good she decided to let him make her come first. Fortunately he seemed of like mind and continued to pleasure her until she cried out with an explosive orgasm.
