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Authors name: Scott Benson (scott_subtoy@hotmail.com)
Story title : Work Sights
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Work Sights (MF, exh, mast, mc, work)
by Scott Benson (scott_subtoy@hotmail.com)
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The story of a very adventurous woman taking advantage
of a faculty member at a conservative college.
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Dave was working studiously away in his office when he
heard a knock on his door. Being accustomed to that
occurrence he thought nothing of it as he issued his
standard "Come in."
When the door opened and Molly strolled into his
office, he gasped and almost exclaimed aloud. He
controlled himself when he saw her veiled expression
and realized she was playing a role for his protection.
"Hello. Are you Mr. Johnson?" she asked, looking
questioningly back and forth from Dave to his office
mate. Dave nodded his head and responded, "Yes, How can
I help you?"
"I'm Karen," she lied.
"And I am supposed to bring this to you." She pulled a
computer printout out of her purse and handed it to
him. She continued, "It's about some problem that has
come up that needs to be fixed. And you are the one
that gets to resolve it." She smiled.
He knew about what to expect as he scanned her message
written toward the bottom of the report. It read:
"I need to taste your warm hard cock. I want to stuff
it into my velvety smooth mouth and suck on it. I want
to swirl my tongue around and around and swallow your
sticky sweet cum as it shoots down my throat. Then I
will treat you to such a lewd display of me shamelessly
playing with myself that you will get hard again in no
time. Then I will grab your stiff pecker and ram it
into my sopping, grasping pussy and fuck you silly. As
only Molly can. That is the problem I need you to
solve, Dave."
After he finished reading the note, he gazed into her
playful, lustful eyes and knew he was lost. He pulled a
notebook and a file folder from his desk drawer and got
to his feet. He turned to his office mate and said,
"Something that demands my immediate attention came up.
I'll get back when I can." He opened the door and
followed Molly as she left his office. They walked down
the hall and headed out of the building.
"I'm sorry, Dave. But I worked up such an appetite in
the library, I need to quench my hunger," she purred.
"In the library? How?" he questioned.
"Oh Dave, that's what I love about this conservative
Christian college you work for. The boys are so naive
and easy to shock. I just love their startled
expressions when I do my thing. They act like they've
never seen a pussy or a girl playing with herself
before." Her eyes glazed in recollection.
"Probably they haven't. At least not in public and the
way you do it," he commented.
She smirked. "I find a relatively secluded spot where a
guy or two are seated and sit down facing them. If they
start checking me out, which almost always happens, I
start to read a book that wouldn't be found in this
library. When I open my pants, pull them down a bit so
they get a good view, and really go at it, they don't
know what to do. So they freak. I really love their
shocked expressions."
"You really do," he said. "I remember my first time
watching you."
"Well, after five or six performances today, I got so
worked up I needed something more. So I thought of
you." She smiled at him.
"I'm flattered," he responded slightly sullenly. "It's
not like it's our first time, Dave. I can remember
too," she shot back. Her scowl twisted into a leering
smile. "Where are we going, by the way?" she asked. "I
hope we can find a private place for your sake. I don't
want to get you into trouble. I may be naughty, but I
am considerate of my special friends."
"I thought we might use one of the piano practice
rooms," he responded.
They entered the Music building and proceeded
downstairs to find an empty practice room. When they
found and entered one, she squealed with delight.
"You didn't tell me they had full length mirrors. This
is gonna be fun!"
He locked the door and placed a piece of dark paper
over the small window in the door. She arranged the
bench perpendicular to the mirror and patted a spot
near the edge. "Sit here, Dave, so we can both watch it
all in the mirror." He sat at the front edge of the
bench and Molly got to her knees in front of him. They
both watched their reflections as she unhooked his belt
and opened his pants. His cock was already hard from
the sexual content of Molly's talk and was bulging his
underwear lewdly.
"My, my, you are excited, she cooed as she gently slid
her hands inside his underpants. She pulled both them
and his jeans down as he raised his hips
accommodatingly. She ran her tongue along his hot
shaft. "Lunch time!" she said when she planted a
feathery kiss on the head of his cock.
She opened her mouth wide and swallowed him. Her gentle
sucking and the intense pleasure her tongue caused soon
brought him to the brink of an orgasm. He met her eyes
in the mirror as her searching and stroking tongue sent
him over the edge. His body contorted in ecstasy as he
shot load after load into her sucking mouth and
swallowing throat. She squirmed her body in delight,
relishing the taste of his sticky goo that overflowed
her mouth.
Finally, after his spurting subsided, he reclined back
on the bench, listless and spent. He watched entranced
as she licked the remaining cum from her lips. She
gestured for him to leave the bench and he shakily
relocated to the chair in the corner of the room.
"Now it's time for my show," she stated eagerly. "And
this time I get to watch!" She quickly stripped off her
pants and opened her shirt. He noticed with some
amusement that she wore no panties or bra. She looked
at him, as though reading his mind, and said, "Yes. I
come dressed for my little indulgences."
She laid down on the bench with her legs toward the
mirror. She lifted and spread her legs so an
unobstructed view of her cunt was presented. She turned
her head to the side so she could view the mirror. Her
one hand trailed down between her legs and she worked
two fingers into her glistening slit. Her other hand
softly caressed her ample tits, circling them with ever
increasing velocity.
The pumping rhythm of her fingers became faster as she
neared her orgasm. He watched in stunned silence as she
flew through her climax. Her legs flailed in the air
and her body arched up from the bench.
When she could tear her eyes from her own reflection,
she looked at Dave and asked, "Did that get you up for
more?" She spied his cock swelling to another erection
and said, "Good. Because now I'm ready for us to do
it." She got off the bench and directed him to it. "I
want you to lie down on your back, facing the opposite
way I was. Because I'm going to want to watch this
action too." He was so dazed that all he could do was
follow her instruction.
She straddled him, facing his head, and of course the
mirror, and guided his hard shaft into her moist cunt,
slowly sitting down on his flat lap. She rocked her
body up and down while watching her slit sliding up and
down the length of his rod in the mirror. Her riding
became more determined when she added a sensuous
twisting motion and some grasping muscular actions that
soon taxed the limit of his control.
She sensed that he was about to cum, so she placed his
hands on her tits, encouraging him to play with them to
help insure she would get off too. Shortly after he
began to fondle her soft pliant flesh they both reached
orgasms. She continued to pump her hips as they clasped
each other and enjoyed the exquisite sensations that
flowed through them. He pumped his squirting spunk into
her body and she devoured the intense feelings each new
eruption brought. They clung together through the last
of the tremors and basked in the warm afterglow for a
while.
"I suppose," she pouted, "you should be getting back to
work." They got up and began to arrange their clothes
in preparation to leave. "Thanks for seeing to my
problem, Dave. And for showing me these rooms! They
give me some neat ideas for the future."
"What?" he asked, not sure he wanted to know.
"Imagine me roaming this hall, checking for a guy
practicing his lessons. When I spot a promising one, I
knock on the door and after he lets me in, I tell him I
lost an earring in that room earlier. I start crawling
on the floor on my hands and knees, pretending to look
for my earring and I ask him to join me in searching.
I'm dressed in such a manner and position myself so
that he'll have to notice I have no bra or panties on.
If things don't take off from there, I'll have lost my
touch."
She chuckled at his amazed look. "Except I'll keep the
window uncovered. The thought of a possible audience
really excites me." She smacked her lips in keen
anticipation.
He shook his head as he thought of the unsuspecting
musicians that were about to discover a new form of
music.
END
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