I flickered my eyes once...then twice...and then feeling like I had done it sneakily enough, I stole a third glance towards the rip in her jeans that showed her thighs. After that I continued to concentrate on my computer and on my work. Just passing the time until she had to stand again and walk around the office and be at the printer near me.
Her name was Abby. She was at least 20 years older than me in her 40s. She wore blue jeans that wrapped around her ass and thighs and which had me absolutely obsessed and always had my cock straining. She often wore white t shirts that clung to her as well. My office had stopped requiring professional clothing and so it was the norm to wear jeans and t shirts and comfort clothing. I wore jeans every day since it was one of the best at holding back the mad boners I would get while fantasizing. Plus if it ever got too bad I could always just wrap my belt a bit tighter.
One more notch. Plus the feeling of the belt tighter on my cock would often make me hornier. I enjoyed the pressure. I glanced again towards her to find some awe in her blonde hair which was probably a bit too golden to be her true hair color but was beautiful nonetheless. Another glance and I looked at some of the wrinkles that disappeared down her face where the blue mask covered it. These types of women always amazed me with how they could make their wrinkles actually be a huge benefit that showed depth and beauty and time and experience in this world. I wanted to rip off her mask and look at her wrinkles and kiss her. And I wanted much more than that.
I realized I had been staring at the printer for a few minutes now as that was where she had once been and I put my eyes back onto my work. Of course it would only be a few more minutes until she would get up again and walk around and focus on her own work. It was distracting but thankfully I worked fast enough that I could always spare those few moments to admire the work of beauty that this woman was. I just couldn't wait to look at her thighs and butt again. Bursting from her blue jeans and then see the white shirt that contained her breasts but were almost winking at you as they let you know that they were very much still there. Just contained.
The day went on like this for hours until we hit that beautiful time of 5pm and I would be allowed to head home and jerk off before descending into a long night of Runescape or whatever else I decided to play that night.
It finally hit 5 and was finally time to go home. However my supervisor asked me to stay for a few minutes to work on a few more reports that needed to be sent out before this weekend. She said she would be heading out but that Abby would be staying as a few other coworkers also got some work done. I quickly got to work on those last reports as I had mostly expected this.
The time seemed to slip away since by the time I raised my head happily done with the reports I noticed that everyone else had left. I stood up and gave a fake cough and let that sound echo through the office. A strange thing when the office was so quiet and empty. However a few seconds later, Abby stood up from the other side of the office.
"Hey, are you all set?"
"Yeah, I just finished..." I gave a quick pause as I turned my computer off and continued "..well have a good weekend!"
"Yeah you too! Although actually would you mind coming here real quick? I was wondering if you could help me out here. Plus since you're the last one maybe you could help me close up everything,"
"Oh.. uh yeah sure, what's going on? "
"I just have this weird issue I've been having with my computer. Come look, "
I started to imagine the types of viruses that she had probably gotten onto her computer. The pop ups that I would have to help her with. I was fairly comfortable with giving this kind of help and so I prepared myself for the shit show that would probably be on her computer. I smiled
