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Being boss for a "change": Pt 1
Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Masturbation Author: adblman, Source: xHamster
... and soon the bulky mess I had created inside the back of my diaper was now smelling too. I waddled over to the emergency kit, that I prepared for myself for whenever I mess my diaper, as I pulled out the box of baby wipes and baby powder. I then grabbed another diaper from my purse, just like the one I had on, and I started to take off my skirt. I pulled down my skirt revealing my pink cartoon printed diaper which now felt heavy between my legs. I pressed on the middle of my diaper with my hand causing the warm, pee drenched inside of the diaper to rub against my sensitive clit as I moaned. "Ohhh... Ahhh!...Mmm..." I pressed down harder as I rubbed the middle of my used diaper, massaging my clit some more as the warm, pee soaked material rubbed against my wet pussy. I pressed on the back of my diaper with my other hand causing the mess to spread all over my ass cheeks and I continued rubbing fiercely on my clit, making me moan louder as I was having my first orgasm of the day. "Ohh... Oh... Uhhh! Uhhhh!!! Uuuuuhhhh!!! Ohhhh!!! Yes! Uhhhh!!!" My pussy creamed inside of my already wet and messy diaper as I continued rubbing the front of my diaper. I panted and tried to catch my breath as I slowed down my hands motion. I then heard a knock on my office door, so I stopped rubbing my diaper and I trembled as I picked up my skirt. I zipped up the back of my skirt and made sure my blouse was on right before walking over to answer the door. I unlocked my office door, as I opened it ...
... I was greeted by one of our more experienced employees named Barbora who we simply called "Mom" due to her age and her wisdom. She was in her mid fifties making her one of the oldest and most knowledgable employees in the factory, so she always treated the other employees as well as myself like she would with her own ch!ldren, often talking down to us. Some of the others disagreed but I loved the way she often talked down to me like I was a ch!ld, for my own secret reasons. I was now standing in front of Barbora still wearing my dirty diaper and I quickly looked down to see that she had been staring inside my bag which I was holding wide open when I saw her. She said, "Excuse me dear, aren't those... diapers?" I quickly closed the bag saying, "Um, No... that's my bathroom towel... I use it every morning at work in case I need to wash my face, or even for my hands." But she saw right through my lie and then I saw her smelling something when she said, "Whoa, what's that smell? ...Did you poop in your panties? Wait... Are you wearing a diaper?!" I was beyond embarrassed and I blushed so much that my face must have turned as red as a tomato. "Oh darling, come here... Let's go back inside so we can get you changed real soon..." She took me gently by the hand and I was taken by surprise at how calm she was as I let myself be taken back inside my own office by her as she locked the door behind us. I enjoyed being told what to do for a change instead of it being the other way around ...