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Archive name: desk.txt (MF, mast)
Authors name: Rajah Dodger (rdodger@hotmail.com)
Story title : Desk Clerk's Distraction

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This story is copyright 1995 (c) Rajah Dodger. Electronic
reproduction rights are explicitly granted with the 
stipulation that this authorship and permission note must
remain attached.
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Desk Clerk's Distraction (MF)
By Rajah Dodger (rdodger@hotmail.com)

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I am handling a customer complaint when you come up 
behind me, looking stern in your bun hairdo and glasses. 
The woman in front of me barely gives you a second 
glance as she goes on about the problems in her room. I 
manage to look interested and reserved at the same time 
while I pull out a notepad and begin writing out a 
report.

I feel your hands around my waist, moving down sinuously 
to my belt. You start to unfasten my belt and your 
fingers deftly slide the zipper down quietly. If this 
woman could see behind the desk she would be shocked at 
my unprofessional appearance! Your hands slip down my 
stomach into my shorts and I stifle a sudden urge to 
choke, scream and run. You can't be serious...

Your cool hands find my shaft, already half-hard, and 
you stroke the sensitive head with your fingers. I'm 
finding it more and more difficult to pay attention to 
the whining woman in front of me, and the hand caressing 
my balls doesn't help at all. I mumble something in 
response to the woman. My handwriting is getting harder 
and harder to read...

Your hands move faster, the left hand gently gripping my 
shaft and moving up and down, your thumb flicking the 
head of my cock on each stroke. With your other hand you 
are playing with my balls, rolling them from side to 
side. Your nails occasionally scrape deliciously against 
my inner thighs, and my cock is throbbing painfully. I 
want to move my hips, but that would alert the customer 
that something peculiar is going on. "Young man, are you 
listening to me?" she snaps...

I mollify her and ask her to wait while I finish writing 
up the incident report. Thankfully, I feel your hands 
move with more purpose now as you stroke me over the 
edge, cumming shamelessly into your palms, the excess 
dripping down over my balls and in my shorts. You rub 
the creamy flow into my balls, wipe your hands on my ass 
and pull my shorts and pants back up.

I take a few deep breaths, make sure my professional 
smile is back in shape, and raise my head to finish 
taking care of the woman in front of me as you raise my 
zipper and fasten my belt. I apologize to the woman for 
her troubles, and remind her we always want to have 
satisfied customers. I hear a snicker behind me and turn 
to see you walking back to your office, sucking on one 
finger...

/end/ 07-14-1995 Rajah Dodger (c) All Rights Reserved

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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