[F] Masturbaing at work

This happened about 2-3 years ago. I [F] used to work as a receptionist/assistant at a small tattoo shop. We only had a couple of artists. Some days we had a lot of foot traffic, but other days the only people who would come in were the booked appointments. The city had recently become very saturated with tattoo shops and at home tattoo artists so most of the customers were longtime clients. I’m pretty sure the majority of rent was actually paid with drug money.

Anyway, on this day there wasn’t a lot to do. The owner was working on a large tattoo and the 2nd artist left because he didn’t have any appointments.

I was bored. And I get restless when I’m bored.

At the time I wore jeans to work. I sat on a swivel chair behind the tall reception desk. When I sat in this small chair my jeans were very tight around my crotch and turning from side to side in the chair causes the fabric to rub against me.
I didn’t *mean* to swivel around but when I’m bored I can’t really help it.
I begin to become aroused from this and try to distract myself with other things, but there isn’t much work left to be done unless someone calls or books another appointment. I have so much time left at work and I’m sure nobody would notice if I just went to the bathroom for a little while.

I debate this a little while longer, but finally, I can’t take it any longer. Nothing has happened in so long, surely no one will call or try to use the bathroom while I’m there. The thought of actually touching myself is too much. No one can see me unless they come around the corner, so I start to rub my clit through my jeans. I try to do this for as long as I can before I leave the desk for the bathroom. The bathroom is downstairs so the tattoo artist can hear me walk down the stairs to the bathroom. I try to quietly close the door. I know the door doesn’t lock so I can’t take long.

I unbutton my jeans and unzip zipper which made almost no difference (at the time I wore the uncomfortably tight jeans). There wasn’t a lot of room to fit my hand in the crotch tight jeans, but I don’t have the time to take them off. I leaned my right hand on the counter and stuffed my left hand down my pants and started rubbing my clit. I could barely move my fingers, but I couldn’t stop now. As horny as I was, I didn’t cum before my hand started to cramp from the tight conditions. I had to stop a few times to rest my hand before continuing and I was impatient so I couldn’t wait long enough to let the cramp completely subside. I was so wet it became hard to get enough friction and I barely made it to orgasm as my fingers were losing all function. Fuck cumming is amazing when you’re in a hurry.

Later the tattoo artist inquired as to why I had been gone so long. It was awkward but I don’t think he really wanted an answer. I think he knew and he wanted to see my face when he confronted me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cc5qnf/f_masturbaing_at_work