Caught Masturbating in the office

Caught Masturbating in the officeThis is a very true account of an incident that occurred on lunch time break, where I admit to relieving myself at my desk, and being caught.I tell you it, because I know men do it, but find it hard to believe a girl could indulge in a similar act, but when the urge strikes, like an itch, you have to scratch it, regardless of sex, education and beauty, I laugh as I think about it again, in my case I guess I just looked better for doing it, at least the man watching me thought so. I was 23 and felt in the full bloom of my life. I was still a singleton and fresh out of university in Uppsala, Sweden.I had moved away from home and settled down in a new job, in Gothenburg, a touristy city, very cosmopolitan in its outlook.I had yet to strike up any sort of relationship during the first couple of months there, so I was feeling lonely, especially since my wild days at Uppsala and across in Newcastle, in England.I was a sexually active girl with an equally sexual outlook in life, but for some reason, I suppressed my need for physical bonding with men, so the months had passed, somewhat quickly, and this puritanical existence was starting to make me frustrated, in short I needed to have sex, and my body screamed so.I was alone in the office at me desk eating some crispbread, and the mood just seemed to creep up on me. I began fantasizing about sexual scenarios, usually involving three men taking me to a hotel room and taking turns with me, always one inside me and the other two watching us and readying themselves for their insertion.Within minutes as this hot flush overwhelmed my body, I slipped my panties off and put them into my handbag, and began to slowly rub myself.I did so cautiously for fear of being caught, but I did manage to conclude my debauched act of masturbation, as people started to arrive back from lunch and sit at their desks.I sat their commando style actually enjoying the knowledge that I was and if only the men in the office knew the state of my undress, never mind the show they just missed, I think my sexual fantasy would be a fact, and canlı bahis as I toyed with the idea, I suddenly realized I was getting myself worked-up again, so I excused myself and headed down to the Ladies loo, only to realize I had left my panties back in the office in my handbag.I used some toilet paper and wiped myself, but I realized I needed to put my panties on otherwise risk a damp patch on the back of my skirt.I freshened up and went back to my desk, reached down and opened my bag, and to my horror, they were gone, someone had gone into my bag and took my panties.I sat there in a cold sweat, looking around the room, trying to fathom out who it might be, and how did they know, then suddenly I scanned the room for CCTV cameras, but could not see any, so I breathed a little sigh of relief, but still I was troubled, I just could not stand up and demand to know who had my panties. Most of the men in the office were older than me, so if it were one of them, I could imagine the prize in their pocket was something they might relish, and on that thought I resumed my work, but still anxiously looked from man to man, trying to pick up a clue.3pm and tea break, and as usual, most people sat at their desks and I was still clueless as to had my underwear.My email account announced I had new mail so I opened it and read the message, ‘Please watch in silence’, it read, emboldened and underlined, with a symbol of the loudspeaker with a red circle and line through it, meaning turn off the volume, which I did.I sat numb and dumbfounded, it was a short clip of me masturbating at my desk, my lags fully extended and open, my short skirt riding high, and my hand working wonders on my pussy, leaving the viewer in doubt as to what I was doing.I scanned to room again, but it appeared as if no one was using their computers, so I was stumped again.Then a message box opened and it read, ‘Did you manage to cum’?I sat in a state of shock, just staring, my first job and caught masturbating in the office, I went into a state fear and dreading.Then the massage box sprang to life again, ‘Your secret is safe bahis siteleri with me, but you need to answer my questions’, and then ended ominously, ‘Otherwise’. ‘Who are you’, I typed back, to which he answered, ‘A friend and admirer’ ‘What do you want from me’, I typed back in quickfire mode.’To be your friend and mentor’I watched around the room thinking, keep whoever this is active and see if anyone gives themselves away.I sat nervously, honestly thinking in the end I will probably have to have sex with him, or her, then I started to get angry with myself for getting into this situation.’Undo the top buttons of you blouse’.’Why’, I replied, not immediately as I realized the perv was toying with me.’Because the man opposite you thinks you have great tits, so do as I say, or else’, he replied.I looked across at Sven, a man in his fifties, he did look at me a lot, was it him who had the video? As i pondered and studied him, another message came up, ‘Mariel, undo your buttons now’, and I did as he bade, slipping both from their fastening and exposing the tops of my breasts.I swallowed hard as he typed again, good girl, I like obedience in a young woman, now sit with your knees 5cm apart, and let Sven look at your beautiful pussy.I was convinced it was Sven toying with me, having a dominance fun with me, so I let my knees open, as to whether it was five or ten cm made no difference, I sat there open-legged for him to see whatever he could.It was like a game of cat and mouse and I played along, and as Sven took in the new views afforded by me, he started to shift about uncomfortably in his seat, but his eyes never veered from my open legs.As he looked I nonchalantly worked, keeping my chat box open, and by 16:30 I was sort of at ease with it, the initial embarrassment of being caught, was replaced by the returning bad girl attitude towards sex, if old Sven wanted a fuck, I would give him one and that will be the end of it.’Next time I look across at you, I want to see your pussy wide open’. I stared in disbelief at the message, this called for a piece of daring do, but thankfully güvenilir bahis the office was emptying fast, so I took in a deep breath and waited for Sven to look down at my legs, and without further ado, I opened them wide, and Sven’s mouth dropped open as wide as my parted thighs.’You ready to be fucked’, short and sweet, it was what I was waiting for, ‘Where do you want to do it’, I asked back.There was a momentary pause and he typed back, ‘Store room’, I typed back ‘OK’, ‘When’?A few moments later he typed back, when your pussy is wet enough for my cock, get up come over and tell me ‘Store room now’, ‘Go in and wait for me, skirt high and bent over the desk’.The whole thing as daft as it was, kind of struck a chord, it was just another fuck to me, besides I think I needed one, so why not with old Sven, so I got up and went across to him, ‘You ready Sven’, I asked in an even tone, ‘store room now’, I concluded as ordered, at least he was getting maximum thrill from being in control of the office beauty.I turned to see Sven get from his seat as I made my way down the corridor to the store room, went inside and found the desk, and as Sven walked in, I pulled my skirt high, exposing myself again and lay across the desk, waiting for Sven to plunge into me and relieve his tensions.All you could hear during the copulation was Sven singing my praises, my tight pussy, puckered asshole perfect cheeks, and a full ejaculation into my unprotected pussy.I stood upright and looked at him, ‘I hope your fucking happy you perverted fuck’, I mouthed at him, as he stood dumbfounded by my sudden outburst, ‘you show that clip or mention this to anyone I will have you’, I threatened, and stormed from the store room and back to my desk.On my desk were my panties with a note attached, ‘Good girl Mariel, tomorrow we will try someone else’.I never went back for the rest of the week, frantically searching for another job, which I found in a hotel.I never did find out who my Dom was, the only man ever to control me in such a way, but in a sense, I did get something from it, it fulfilled every girls sexual fantasy of sorts, being controlled in a sexual manner, even if it was just for a few hours, either way old Sven I am sure would never forget the day a young fit and very beautiful girl, gave him a fuck in the store room.