“Quickie…”

The office hums with silence as the last employee leaves.

Proposals due, quality monitoring; all of it becomes a blur after 5 o’clock.

I kick my purse back under the desk; ‘not leaving here anytime soon.’ My speedy bag buzzes lightly, and I realize I forgot to call home.

As I reach for my phone, my hand embraces the smooth surface of – my vibrator? It must have fallen in while I rushed for work. I look around my empty office. Welp…

I crawl under my big oak desk and pull my panties to the side. Clicking my bullet like an executive pen, I let it glide slowly over my clit.

The moan I let out startles me, and I look around as if someone’s going to hear me. Yes, I’m still alone here. My head leans back and I instinctively rub my nipples through my lace bra.

Two minutes in and my knees are already quivering. As I get into it, I slip the bullet inside of me and shudder as an orgasm begins to rush through me.

My toes curl inside my leather pumps, nipples harden as I bite my lip and groan. “Mmmmmhhhh!!” Is all I could let out before the office door flew violently open.

Oh shit, the janitor!

Keep Reading – “Quickie Pt.2”