Tracy Tries to Outwit Her Urges! - Sex Stories

Tracy Tries to Outwit Her Urges!

... since Eric's review. She found nothing to correct, not surprising since the material she pasted in had all been copied from finished documents in earlier projects. She printed and bound the copy Eric had asked for, and left it on his desk.

"Done!" she said to herself triumphantly, "and ahead of schedule, too!" According to the clock on Eric's desk, it was just 1:17. "If I leave now to pick up Emily and Kevin I'll just end up waiting in the parking lot for an hour, but I'm not sure if I have enough time to go somewhere for a real lunch without risking being late." She resigned herself to hanging around her office for a while and sat down in front of her computer. She played games for a few minutes, then checked her social media accounts, which led to her browsing videos for a few minutes.

She was already bored when she was startled by all but a handful of the lights in the office shutting off; she had heard that the lights were connected to motion sensors and would turn off if there wasn't any activity, but had never been there to see it happen.

"Cool," she said as the lights obeyed her by flickering back on as she stood up and waved her arms around. She hadn't thought about it, but now realized this was the first time she'd ever been alone in the office and tried to guess just how much longer she'd have the space to herself. She couldn't be sure, but based on their usual pattern, her best estimate of when Carol and Nancy would return was 2:15. Eric was harder for ...

... her to figure out, since he usually had lunch at his desk. She wondered, "Is he going out to eat or just grabbing something and bringing it back here? And what kind of errand is he doing?" Her best guess was about 2:30, but she knew it was just a guess.

Assuming her estimate of how long she'd be alone was accurate, the question was, what to do with an office all her own? She thought of several mild choices, such as rearranging things on someone's desk, or swapping the desk chairs of several people she knew were particularly fussy about their own chair.

Dissatisfied with the mild pranks, she said to herself, "This is exactly the kind of situation I'd expect to get one of my urges, but for whatever reason, that's not happening! Seems like a waste of a good opportunity!" She took a stroll around the office, ending at her own cubicle. She thought, "Maybe I could just do something a tiny bit naughty, not really naked, and not in anyone's sight. What the hell!"

She grabbed an empty tote bag she kept at her desk to shop at a farmer's market a couple of blocks away on Wednesdays and headed to the breakroom. It occurred to her that this was the kind of thing the medicine induced urges would have her do, "but this is different," she said, "nothing's forcing me, and I can stop anytime I want to!"

With no direct line of sight into the breakroom from entrance to the office, and the Lady's room adjacent to the breakroom, Tracy was sure she would hear anyone's return to the office ...