[F] I had to get myself off at work

I was just out of college and working an office job. Not too exciting, but I was glad to be living in New York and just managing to pay the bills. I’d been dating a lot. It was easy to meet all sorts of guys, on apps and at bars, and I was having fun flirting and fucking as much as I wanted. For whatever reason one morning I was completely insatiable. As soon as I woke up I had to rub my clit until I came. I showered and got dressed for work, but I still wasn’t satisfied, my pussy hot and pulsing under my skirt. I eyed my vibrator, but checked the time and realized I’d be late if I didn’t head to the train immediately.

It didn’t subside. On the subway, I was checking out every person I saw, man, woman, all I could imagine was them stripping me naked, fucking me, sucking on my throbbing clit. I felt almost lightheaded by the time I reached my office. The morning went by in a distracted haze, all of my work underscored by the impatient pulses of my dripping pussy. I crossed and uncrossed my legs in my skirt, squeezing my thighs and trying to find relief, but no such luck. It was torture, but it felt incredible, too.

By the time lunch came around I was feeling desperate. I absconded to the restrooms a couple floors below, where the offices had just been vacated. I barely closed the stall door before I was hiking up my little black skirt and pulling my thong aside to finally give myself what I needed. I was soaking wet and could feel the heat radiating from my body as I rubbed my clit. It couldn’t have even taken two minutes before I was panting and pulsing, right on the edge. I bit my lip but couldn’t entirely stifle a moan as I finally came, gushing and flushed pink all over. It felt like it lasted for minutes on end, wave after wave of long-awaited orgasm.

I fixed myself back up, waited for the blushing of my cheeks to subside, and went about the rest of the day. I still wonder if anyone could tell.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vs87tj/f_i_had_to_get_myself_off_at_work

13 comments

  1. I love how hungry you were and how subtle you managed to be nonetheless. It’s so hot to imagine that no one around you had the slightest idea.. 😈🔥

  2. > I still wonder if anyone could tell.

    I could tell. I saw how flushed your face was when you came back to your desk. I saw how you hurried and didn’t look at anybody’s eyes. I knew what you had done. I purposely walked close by you to feel the heat coming off you to be sure. I could smell the faintest whiff of wet pussy coming from you.

    I watched you for a few minutes and couldn’t take it anymore. I had to go to the bathroom myself and get myself off, imagining pushing you up against the wall and taking you the whole time.

    Now when I’m in the elevator with you I imagine hitting the emergency stop button and fucking you on the elevator floor. I wonder if you can figure out who I am when we’re standing right next to each other… Tomorrow look around the office and try to guess who I am. Everyone will look suspicious to you now, but I’ll catch your eye and you’ll know.

  3. I took advantage of recently-vacated floors at my previous job, too. At first to conduct phone and video interviews for a new job. Then, a switch flipped and I realized I could just as easily grab those conference rooms for phone and video sex, too. And so, I absconded like you did to jerk off.

    I can’t even imagine the color of my face and rush of endorphins that would come over me if I stumbled upon a woman thinking to use the empty space for her pleasure like I did, too!

  5. Wonder if you were that wet your panties must have been soaked and the smell…. Oh the smell must have been so nice

  6. The smell of an orgasm is very distinct. Someone could tell, but only if they were looking to find out.

  12. I have such a thing for at work stories. Thanks for sharing.

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