During one of my summers breaks in college, I did an internship at a startup near my hometown as a software engineer. It was a bit of a drive from my house, and worse in the usual traffic, so I would get up as early as 5AM to beat the usual crowd (I still don’t know how I had the self-discipline to do this, work-from-home has truly spoiled me).
As a result, I’d come into the office at the crack of dawn, where there would be about 3 employees in the business section, all the other software engineers opting to come into work later. As much as I’d tried to keep my sleep schedule consistent, I couldn’t help but come in drowsy, tempted to take a nap at my desk. Instead, I remember wandering into the bathroom, and noticed there was a long wooden bench in the handicapped stall.
A bit of description about me. I’m 5’2”, classic Asian girl, 32F cup boobs. I would always dress with pretty baggy clothes, still fitted, but nothing accentuating my figure too much as I wanted to be taken seriously in the workplace, especially having two male managers. So, a typical outfit might be the company T-shirt and jeans. I still liked dressing cutely though, so I’d make sure to pick the cutest matching bra and underwear, it made me feel sexy and just the slightest bit naughty.
Anyway, that morning I decided I was far too tired to work, and my managers weren’t coming in for at least 3 more hours, so I decided to take a nap on the bench in the aforementioned stall. I slept for about 10 minutes, waking up every few minutes in paranoia that someone would walk in.
Gradually, I felt myself getting warmer and warmer, the familiar horny feeling that I’d feel whenever I was turned on, sometimes in the middle of the day, sometimes right before I fell asleep at night.
*What if I just masturbated right now?*
The idea shocked me. I couldn’t even fathom that. What if I got caught? What if someone walked in and heard me? I jolted awake, in shame of myself, left the bathroom to get some coffee, and went to my desk. The rest of the day, I couldn’t think about work, my mind was full of thoughts of just sticking my hand down my pants, feeling my already soaking wet pussy, two fingers in, one finger furiously rubbing my clit…rubbing, rubbing…bringing myself to…oh god…
*Ding!*
My computer chimed with the familiar sound of the 5-minutes-until-meeting reminder. My eyes shoot open, body jerking awake out of my stupor. Hours had passed, and I had done some work but not much. Ugh. Coming in early meant this was the first meeting of the day, and I stand up, walking with my manager to our daily standup.
I enter the conference room, cross my legs, thighs just thick enough that I could sit with my legs crossed, perfectly stimulating my pussy, super discreetly. I don’t remember a single word of that meeting, only my legs squeezing together, pussy shaking with desire, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter. *Thank god I’m wearing dark jeans today.* I knew that if I were wearing my lighter pants, the wetness from my pussy soaking through would be obvious to everyone in the room, and I would never hear the end of it.
An excruciating hour and five minutes later, the meeting of course running over time, I couldn’t take it anymore. Putting my stuff back at my desk, I excuse myself to the bathroom, praying nobody would stop to talk to me, praying that the bathroom would be empty, walking briskly across the office floor. I push open the door and practically run to the big stall, unbuttoning, unzipping, reaching into my pants.
The red lacy panties I had put on that morning are completely soaked through, I push them to the side, sticking two fingers in just as I had imagined, furiously rubbing my pussy. Pleasure coursed through my veins, the thrill of being caught turning me on more and more instead. I pulled off my T-shirt, revealing my matching red lacy bra, nipples rock hard, and squeeze my boobs with one hand, rubbing my clit with the other.
The pleasure builds, faster and faster, I’m feeling my pussy getting wetter than I knew it could get, in and out, oh god, it feels so good, my fingers rubbing on my G-spot, and I’m feeling myself near climax, the unmistakable feeling of an explosion nearing, rubbing, rubbing, and before I know it I’m cumming, oh god i’m *cumming* like I never have before, the orgasm overwhelming my entire body, Fuck. I lean my head back, stifling so many moans, imagining a big, strong hand covering my mouth, choking me, every fiber in my body holding back the screams I desperately want to let out.
I come down, feeling like a weight had been lifted, still. More, a voice in my head said. Let them see how much of a little slut you are, touching yourself in public, when you should be doing work. I start rubbing my pussy again, this time fingering myself, stroking my G-spot, stroking, stroking, rubbing my pussy harder and harder, feeling the pressure build up, oh god I’m about to cum, *oh my god I’m about to squirt*, and right before I’m about to entirely lose control, I use all the force I have left to lean forward, squirting all over the bathroom floor, just narrowly missing my panties, cumming, cumming, *cumming*, again, stronger than before, eyes rolling back as the pleasure nearly knocks me over.
The waves of pleasure hit, and hit, even after it’s over and I regain my control, I sit back down on the bench, still processing it all. *Fuck*. *I can’t believe I did that.* I’m smiling, still processing, amazed that I got away with that. The sound of the bathroom door opening awakens me from my stupor, and I pull my pants back up, quickly wipe up the mess I made, and exit the stall, washing my hands before walking back to my desk.
I sit back down, and had a great, productive session the rest of that day.