Amy masturbates at work

In the early eighties I worked in this factory that made snacks. At that time all office workers had their own office (ah, the days before cabins were discovered). The accounting, where I worked, was in an extra wing at the back. Because of the sensitive nature of our work, the offices had an outside door that was always locked, then each of our offices had their own doors.

During lunch, my three colleagues always left, to go home or to dinner. I usually ate a sandwich at my desk on the other side. It wasn’t long before I realized I had a lot of privacy at this time. One day I was super horny, my pussy desperate relief. I couldn’t take it anymore and had to do something. Except I locked my office door. Sitting behind my desk… I pulled up my skirt and slipped my panties aside. Nervous, my fingers dipped in my pussy, soon I gave myself a nice seed. I licked my fingers clean and went back to work.

As time passed, it became more comfortable to know that I was alone, with low chances of getting caught. I really began to enjoy the naughty feeling I got masturbating at work, and stopped wearing panties for many days. Sometimes I even dared to bring a vibrator or dildo for lunch. Then, one day, I got really wild.

It was the end of the month, and we were in the back. My boss asked me if I mind filling in some data this weekend. I already had plans on Saturday, but offered to come Sunday, which my boss thankfully agreed with. As I expected, I was all alone. The factory was closed on weekends, so me and the old guard at the gate.

I have to admit, I was in one of my ultra horny moods. Although I masturbated before I left my apartment, I knew it wouldn’t last. Before I left, I put my vibrator in my big bag, along with a magazine.

By lunchtime, almost everything was done, but I got horny. Deciding it was time for a break-through, I made sure the door to the outside office was locked, and then locked my own office. Then I realized I had a dilemma, instead of my normal skirt or dress I wore jeans, a t-shirt and a bra that day. No, no panties!

At first I tried to slip my hand into my unpacked jeans, but it wasn’t very comfortable. To be careful, I took my shoes off and my pants off. I took the dirty leaf out of my bag and opened it for a photo spread of a big dick fucked a big breast brunette. My fingers rubbed my wet cut until I had my first orgasm. It was fun but not nearly enough.

Want more I took off my T-shirt and bra, unleashed my D-cups so I could lick and suck. Laying on the floor I lay my feet on the desk, using it to keep my legs wide spread. I turned on my vibrator and slipped it into my warm, wet-haired pussy. My other hand lifted my breasts to my face, made me suck my nipples.

Again and again I slipped that vibe into my body, feeling extra well knowing how naughty I fucked myself at work. I was groaning loud, I wasn’t even trying to be quiet when my orgasm struck. When I cried a little bit, I hit my legs together when my juices squirt out of my pussy, my legs, my hand and ass soaked.

After a few minutes I decided to go back to work. Soaked, I decided it would be good to dry. With a naughty grin I sat back in my chair and finished my data input while I was completely naked. To get to the last few orders, I slipped my sex toy back into my pussy and sat on it, swinging back and forth looking at the last bits of data.

Ready to go home I slipped my jeans back on and pulled them tightly on my crotch, making sure they had the vibrator (turned out) inside me. I put on my T-shirt again, but my bra went back in my bag. During the short drive home I found that I could press against the front of my jeans and cause the atmosphere to move in my body.

Two blocks from my apartment complex… All the pressure I put on that damn vibrator! It took all my effort and concentration to complete my drive and park. Walking the stairs to my house was pain and ecstasy, every step caused a mini-orgasm.

Needless to say, when entering my apartment I threw my jeans to the floor and fucked myself to a monster seed, but since that’s not work, I’m saving that story for another time.