I leaned back in my desk chair, stretching my fingers after typing for almost an hour straight. I wiggled my hips, feeling my labia rub against the seat. They slightly squeezed my clit with the motion. I absentmindedly lifted the skirt of my dress and lightly ran two fingers from my left hip to my pussy. I was surprised to find how wet I was, and decided now was as good a time as any to take a break. I pulled my vibrator out of my purse, turned it on, and slipped it inside me. Opening the app on my phone, I set it to my favorite rhythm — one called Peak. The interior half of the vibrator was more intense with this setting, and I could feel the pulse through my entire body. I relaxed in my chair and had just closed my eyes when I got a text.
“I see you have your toy in. Can I take over?” My body flushed at the sudden thought of your hands on me, pushing up my torso to my breasts, your tongue tracing circles around my nipples–
My fantasy was interrupted by a new message on my phone. “Your lover wants to connect.” I accepted, slightly disappointed you wouldn’t be joining me in my office, but happy knowing you’d be controlling my vibrator.
You left it on Peak for a while, and I began playing with my nipples. Suddenly it stopped. I whimpered and ground my hips into the chair, silently begging you to turn it back on. After what felt like years but could not have been more than a minute, I gave up hope and returned to my work.
I had hoped that would cause you to restart it, but I remained disappointed and aching. I had answered five emails before the phone rang. In the middle of my greeting, you turned the toy back on, causing my breath to catch, which just flustered me further. You know I don’t like talking on the phone to begin with. I fumbled my way through the call, barely hearing what I was saying, but as soon as I hung up, you turned it back off. I visibly pouted this time until you sent me a message to get back to work.
My clit was throbbing by this point, my pussy soaked. I was sure there was a wet spot on my chair. I wanted to touch myself, but I knew that wouldn’t be tolerated. So I tried to focus on spreadsheets and contracts and ignore the vibrator still in my pussy, painfully hoping you’d turn it back on soon.
Almost an hour went past before I felt another buzz — and it was only for a second. But then, shortly after, another buzz. I smiled slightly. I could live with this. Knowing it was coming but not at what interval was fun.
It was somehow easier to focus on my work now that I was getting some sort of relief. You must have noticed how focused I was, though, because you changed the setting again to a fast, steady pulse. As much as I love Peak, this was the setting that always brought me to orgasm. I pushed down against the chair so the vibrator would push harder against my clit, and I moved my hips in circles. I could feel, finally, my orgasm rising, and I thought again about your hands on me. Your soft fingers twisting and pinching my nipples, wrapped around my neck, tangled in my hair. I sighed and leaned back as I felt the release of warmth spreading from deep inside my pussy throughout my legs and torso. I arched my back as my legs shook and tingled, squeezed my breasts while I exhaled hard.
Peacefulness overcame me as I sank back into my chair. I sat with my eyes closed, enjoying the warmth as it slowly faded, thinking about your hands on me still. Suddenly I actually felt your hand on my arm. I hadn’t heard you come in. Startled, I opened my eyes to see you, already naked, beckoning me to follow.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cid07m/controlling_my_vibrator_for_me_at_work_f
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Beautifully written!
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