Maggie loved having her own office. After 6 months the novelty still hadn’t worn out. A quiet space to make calls and get things done, and privacy whenever she needed it. And on this particular day she really needed it.
She’d spent the morning in meetings with some new coworkers. She sat next to Jack, a brilliant attorney who smelled like heaven. Every time he moved she got a whiff of his spicy aftershave with an undercurrent of raw male musk. Within minutes she felt herself moisten. The meeting was agony, and she fled to her office and shut the door as soon as it ended. She sent an office-wide message asking not be disturbed as she needed to catch up on some paperwork.
Maggie sat down behind her big desk and took a deep breath. Focus, she told herself. You have work to do. But the pile of forms in front of her was no match for her dripping snatch. She let her black pencil skirt slide up as she slipped her hand under the waistband of her pantyhose. Jesus, she thought. What a dirty slut I am, soaking through my panties at the office.
After just a moment she decided to go for it. She quickly ripped through the seam of the pantyhose and slid the thin band of her panties out of the way. Legs spread, she ran her fingers gently over her smooth shaved pussy. It was very, very wet. She raised a finger to her mouth to taste her sweet juices. She moaned.
Maggie unbuttoned her sweater, unhooked her bra and let her tits hang free. Her nipples were swollen and hard. She rubbed her clit and licked her lips. It felt so good, but she needed something more. She noticed a big dry erase marker on the corner of her desk, and smiled wickedly. It wasn’t a hard cock but it would do.
She stood up, grabbed the marker, and stuck it in her mouth for lubrication. It occurred to her what a sight she would be for someone who walked in. Tall and voluptuous, she knew people loved to stare at her body, male and female. Her jet black hair hung in a straight sheet down to her waist, accentuating her pale creamy skin. The idea of being caught like that, breasts and pussy exposed turned her on, and she leaned forward over her desk.
Maggie rubbed her swollen tits over the cool surface of her desk as she slid the marker inside her tight twat from behind. She bit her lip as she started thrusting it in and out. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. She imagined Jack and his sexy swell behind her, fucking hard. In just moments she was dripping pussy juice on the floor and trying hard not to scream. Fuck me Jack, fuck me hard, she muttered to herself. That was all she needed. She was cumming.
Maggie’s legs were shaking and weak. She slid the marker out of her, dropped it back on the desk and collapsed into her chair. She took a deep breath, fixed her clothes and went back to work. An hour later as she was finishing her paperwork she grabbed the dry erase marker that still smelled like her pussy. She resolved to take it to her next meeting with Jack. She’d see if he liked her smell as much as she enjoyed his. Maybe next time he’d join her behind the closed office door.
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