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caught ?

As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies (lol) - you choose which you think they are! Names are real in the hope that the people involved will read about themselves and get in touch, (except where because of reasons that should be obvious, it could cause the person to be put in an embarrassing situation) If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here! And if you recognise yourself – get in touch I’ve seen some videos on here where someone is having a wank and ‘unsuspectingly’ in walks a maid. Obvioulsy in hope that she will recoil in horror and then be overtaken with desire and jump on the ‘caught out’ wanker and fuck his brains out! Well long, long before there were camcorders I engaged in something similar, and what follows is a brief history of those times. I was working away, part of a team of builders, carrying out refurbishments of offices. Sometimes these would take weeks and sometimes just days. Obviously this meant staying at motels or better B&B’s. I preferred the B&B as usually it was cheaper and you never knew what might happen – yeah right! A fellow worker used to tell us that he’d gotten a quick fuck on a few occasions by being ‘caught out’ in the act of wanking. The landlady would bring in towels – coffee – what ever and he’d be knocking out one over a porno mag. None of ...

... us ever believed him, but there was always a seed of doubt. So one time I thought why not, you never know. I mean I always had a copy of Fiesta or e****t, and I usually did have a wank at least once a day, so why not. My first victim was a lovely middle-aged woman in Bristol. I’d been there for 2 nights already and I asked if she’d mind me having new towels. She was all but too happy to keep her guest happy. So I lay on the bed totally naked, mag open and cock in hand. I’d read the entire mag before I heard her coming up the stairs. My heart raced away with a mixture of panic and excitement. As she knocked on the door I almost asked her to come in. That was totally wrong. She was supposed to catch me by accident! So I said nothing and she knocked again. Probably thinking I’d gone out she twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open. I had chosen the best picture to wank to. Lying on the bed, completely naked, holding the base of my erect cock hard so it pointed to the ceiling I waited, ready to be ravaged. Then as the door opened blind panic ripped through me. What was I doing? OMG this could go so wrong. She entered the room, towels clutched to her chest, and I just squeaked, grabbed the duvet and pulled it over me! Completely over me! Covering me completely! She just said, “towels” and I heard the door shut. For a few moments I lay under the duvet, scared to see if she was stood in the doorway or had left the room. She had in fact left the room. As my panic level subsided ...