She became affectionately known as ‘Copier Girl’ and I’d find any reason to undertake all of the office copying. She would smile provocatively as I approached, often undoing her jacket or even taking it off. A woman’s nipple is sexy in its own right, but seeing it pressed against a thin layer of clothing was far sexier.
Curiosity must have gotten the better of her with regards my frequent toilet breaks, because there I was busy jerking myself off over thoughts of her, when there she stood right in front of me. I tried to regain my dignity by covering myself as well as pleading my innocence, but she simply stepped forward and held the door shut behind her.
“Carry on,” see said. “Don’t let me stop you.”
I looked flustered and limply tried pulling up my trousers whilst keeping myself covered.
“Perhaps this will help!” Expertly she lifted her blouse up over her head exposing her naked breasts. “Or maybe this?” Next her dress fell to the bathroom floor leaving her stood in just a lacy pair of baby blue knickers. Still I struggled. “Okay, this then!”
With a slight adjustment with her wrist and a flick of the leg, those sexy panties were on the floor next to her skirt.
I took a deep breath as the majestic beauty of her naked form stood there waiting. Instinctively I found myself no longer hiding away, but boldly stoking my solid shaft in front of her. She was smiling.
“Are you going to waste that? Or can I have some?” Turning round and planting both hands on the door, she bent over inviting my answer.
Pressing the tip of my cock against the excited lips of her vagina, I grabbed her hips and gave myself to her. I could sense her breasts swinging with every thrust and thought about reaching round and grabbing them in my hands. I knew her nipples would be rock solid.
Instead I grabbed her hair and pulled her neck back as I continued fucking her. Desperately she tried to remain silent, but the occasional whimpered moan escaped her lips. I was close, and I knew she was too. Slapping her arse I gave a final thrust, emptying myself of all that would have splattered on the floor, deep inside her.
Her legs wobbled momentarily as her body shook, as sure sign she had just cum too. I wondered what she tasted like.
Sadly it was over as quickly as it started. She dressed, smiled and left the cubicle. I cleaned myself up and wandered back out to the copier. Her nipples were still pert and pressing against her blouse, but then my cock was still hard, fighting against the confines of my trousers. I was already pondering what may need copying tomorrow.