(I am now sharing an account with my coworker and we wanted to repost her original post that got her into Reddit):
A little about me. I’m the picture of professional at work. I don’t joke around, I do my job because I love it and I’m good at it. I focus on the goals and do the work. But that creates a lot of stress in a stressful environment (the film industry).
After last night, which was a particularly long, stressful day on set (I got yelled at a lot, it was cold, we were in a swamp filming and I was covered in mud) I desperately needed to blow off steam. Since my boyfriend was already at home I wouldn’t be able to do it when I got back (boyfriend can be needy lol). So I decided to do something adventurous. When we called wrap on our 16 hour shoot date I said good night to everyone on the walkie, turned it off and went to the extras tent to wait.
On film sets we have huge tents for lunch and then another one for extras (extras are all the actors in the background of scenes who bring the world to life). In their tent there’s hair and make up stations, as well as smaller tents for men and women to change in.
As the last of the extras left the extra’s tent and signed out with the PAs I waited a beat before heading to the changing tents. I don’t know why but I decided to go into the men’s changing tent. I stood in the tent and listened to the silence. I waited a bit more. Nothing. I was completely alone.
Almost on autopilot I stripped. I pulled my shirt off (skipped the bra today, down with the patriarchy!), kicked my shoes off, pulled my jeans down and slipped out of my socks. With a deep breath I bent and dropped my panties.
A sound made me almost fall over. I didn’t breathe. I waited. And waited. Nothing. Must have been the wind. I quickly folded my clothes neatly in a pile, and I don’t know what came over me, but I set them outside of the changing tent flaps.
I stepped back and realized I was now butt naked at work. I felt the ground on my feet and the cold air on my body. I laid down on the ground and started to warm myself up. I started at the top and worked my way down until I was ready to slip a finger inside myself. Then I slipped a second finger in my asshole.
I closed my eyes and just focused on the feelings, edging closer and closer to an orgasm…when I heard whistling. I froze. My hand went to my mouth to literally stop myself from making a sound. From my position on the ground I saw feet walk into the tent under the flaps.
They were heading directly to my changing tent. So quickly. I couldn’t move. All I could do was lock up and shut my eyes as he got closer. And closer.
“There you are!” I heard a man’s voice say.
I opened my eyes. He was in the tent next to me and found whatever it was he was looking for. He resumed whistling and walked out of his tent, clueless that I was just a few feet away from him. Then he was gone.
I felt like my heart was going to explode. I quickly poked my head out. The coast was clear. I grabbed my clothes, which he thankfully didn’t notice, and got dressed, practically running to my car afterwards.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sway06/f_i_tried_to_have_naughty_solo_fun_at_my_place_of