The Office Flirt - Sex Stories

The Office Flirt

... buried into the pillows and her round arse sticking right up. She reached a hand around and fucked herself as fast as she could manage. This time when her legs started to tremble she reached the other hand around and started to finger her arse. Just as she cried out as she started to cum, she pulled the dildo from her pussy, and as she squirted she squeezed the balls on the dildo and a white liquid shot from it and started to cover her buttocks.

The liquid spurted over her hand still with three fingers in her arsehole, still thrusting them in as fast as she could manage until she squirted again. Her body shook and she dropped the dildo onto the floor. While she let her body relax, her arse was covered in the white gooey mess, which she scooped up with her fingers and slurped down into her mouth. A minute or so later, she walked over to the phone and it stopped recording. Ten minutes after I'd finished watching it again, I sent her a message.

"That was hot, I was hard virtually as soon as it started," I sent.

"I like it when you tell me you've been wanking over me, it's as much a turn-on as making them to send to you," she answered.

"Explain the film, how did it fit into the story?" I asked.

"I put the phone on my window sill, it was supposed to show you, well the stranger I've been sexting, as found out where I live. Just as he, you, came and spied on me through my window, I was getting ready for Dean to come home from work after I'd thought I'd sent him a lot ...

... of sexy pictures and he told me he was going out instead. Unhappy as I'd worked myself up ready for his return, I had to make myself cum while you just happened to be watching through the window," she explained.

"Nice idea," I replied, "now I'm off to watch it again and now I know it's me watching you from outside your house I'll enjoy the context much more."

When she walked into the dining room the following morning she looked dazed, like she was sleepwalking, a forlorn faraway look on her face.

"Are you okay? Dean hasn't found out has he?" I asked looking at her sad face.

"No he hasn't, but I'm so so tired. I rewatched that video several times last night and almost wore my dildos out," she giggled, then yawned loudly," I haven't had much sleep."

"Dildos? Plural?" I noted.

"Yeah, like the one in the video. I have three the same, one flesh pink like you saw, one brown, and one black as coal. They all got a workout last night. I'd only been asleep for just over an hour when Dean got back home," she said.

"Would he have been bothered if he'd seen you with them?" I asked.

"He knows about them as he bought them, although I chose the colours. I told you we were quite adventurous, he likes watching me use them," Hannah said, yawning again, "he wasn't quite so happy when I told him I'd imagined they were Pete, Ravi and Leeroy that he worked with though," she laughed.

I asked if she wanted a strong coffee instead and she laughed and said she'd bought some ...