I am 22 years old, a college graduate (business), single, divorced al-ready, but living happily with my boyfriend.
Just about ten minutes ago I settled myself at my desk, scooched down in my chair, put my right arm down by my side and under the desk, pulled my blue jeans skirt over to the right side a little and due to the nice slit up the front and my lack of underwear, proceeded to finger myself as I thought of a teacher who taught at my high school. He was dark and virile looking with a luscious moustache. I knew he was attracted to me; we joked and laughed and kidded all the time, with the sexual innuendos centering in our eye contact and excited laughter. This teacher also had a combination storeroom/office in which he would go in behind me and lock the door. We would kid and joke and finally he would come up behind me and play with my breasts and tease my nipples into attention. We would rub a lot and get all hot and bothered. We never actually did it there in his office, he was afraid we would be found out, but believe me, I surely wanted to as badly as he did.
One of my fantasies takes place in a public restroom, the kind with one lavatory and one stall. I see from my office window a construction crew across the street from the building. They are installing a concrete sidewalk. They are all pretty muscular and naturally wearing ragged, holey blue jeans and no shirts. They notice me standing in the window watching and make a few catcalls and jeers, but this doesn’t bother me since I’m interested in one guy in particular. He is gorgeous as most construction workers seem to be, golden tan, defined muscles, cute-cute ass, golden curly hair, strong rugged face. He keeps glancing my way as I continue to watch him work. This goes on for a few days. I wave to him when the crew arrives in the morning. I watch him a lot during the day. When I drive by in the evenings I wave and he looks at me and waves slowly with meaning (or so I imagine). Well, finally one day he stops my car and asks my name. I tell him and I learn his name is Wayne. I suggest that we get together for lunch sometime. Sure enough, the next day he comes over and gets me. We have a nice lunch in the cafeteria next door and talk about each other, the usual stuff, family, hobbies, etc. Discovering that I am really turned on by just sitting near this guy, I begin to squirm a little in my seat as I feel my wetness start to spread. He presses his smiling face across the table to me and breathes heavily while at the same time putting his hand on my thigh under the table (either his arms are unusually long or the table is short… well this is a fantasy…). He scooches his chair closer to the table and is able to just reach my juicy wetness and stroke his fingertips through it. All the while he is grinning at my efforts to continue my meal. I suggest that we walk back to my office via the “back way” which is a long deserted hallway where the restrooms are. I stop in front of the ladies room and say that I have to go. He volunteers to help me with my zipper and we both giggle and crowd through the door. Once in the stall, we kiss and fondle one another. He turns me around, lifts my skirt and pulls his dick from his pants. From the rear he slides in around my crack and over and around my juicy cunt. I am bending over with one hand on my knee and one hand on the wall and am barely able to stand the excitement, knowing that at any second he is going to plunge his throbbing rod into my willing, twitching pussy. At that second, he does! It is ecstasy! He pumps and grinds in a circular motion and then changes to hard thrust-thrust-thrust. It doesn’t take very long for both of us to come as he has been stroking my clitoris at the same time. We shudder and hold on for dear life as our abdomens stiffen, our legs stretch, and our backs arch as we groan in pleasure. Silent except for our heavy, contented breathing and sighs of relief, we slowly dress each other, caressing and lingering. He kisses me gratefully and I kiss him with equal gratitude, for it was a mutual experience. We walk to my office and he delivers me to my door with a lusty look in his eyes that promises more delicious lunches to come.
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