Peeking at my Secretary

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Peeking at my SecretaryMy secretary’s desk was just outside my office. The hallway was quite widein our old offices and her desk was in clear view from my desk. Often I wasable to gaze out the doorway and admire her. She has a lovely pair of legsand I am definitely attracted to shapely legs and short skirts. :)In any case, I recall returning from lunch one afternoon and Bonnie (mysecretary) was sitting at her desk chatting with a female friend of hers.She had turned to face her friend who was sitting in a side chair next toBonnie’s desk. Bonnie’s legs, therefore, were not under her desk as shewould normally sit while doing work.I said hello and walked into my office…sitting down and retrieving phonemessages. During the process of retrieving the messages, I glanced up and,to my surprise and delight, I had an incredible view up Bonnie’s skirt whichwas quite short that day. It was summertime and while we had a fairly tightdress code regarding the women going “stockingless”, Bonnie was, indeed,without stockings that day.I was able to see quite clearly between her legs as she sat relaxed talkingto her friend. And I was very elazığ escort able to see her panties quite clearly fromwhere I sat.Well, you can imagine the reaction I had. Immediate hardon and my pulse andbreath quickened as I tried to look nonchalant as I gazed up every fewminutes to enjoy the view.After much fidgeting, I decided this view was far too good to pass up…andSOMETHING had to be done to relieve the incredible throbbing between mylegs. So I rose, yes, with hardon in clear view…and proceeded to quicklymake my way to the men’s room where I grabbed a handful of toilet tissue,folded it carefully and placed it inside my silk boxers between my shortsand my hardened cock.I returned from the rest room to find Bonnie still seated facing my door,talking to her friend, but now, unfortunately, cross-legged. I was a bitdisappointed for the moment, but, nonetheless, quite stimulated yet – so Ireturned to my seat, pretended to be working on a report…and placed apaper tablet on the desk in front of me, writing – or should I sayscribbling with one hand, while my left had dropped to my lap…and with mychair pulled elazığ escort bayan snuggly under the desk to hide my actions….proceeded tostroke my cock thru my pants using the edge of my left thumb at the knuckle.The results were wonderful…I was bringing myself close to orgasm over andover again…teasing myself…and promising myself that I would not cumuntil I had a clear view up Bonnie’s skirt again….unencumbered by hercrossed legs. From time to time I glanced up to enjoy the view and a fewtimes caught Bonnie glancing back at me and smiling. I wondered, perhapsparanoid, if she sensed what was happening and what I was doing. I alsorealized that I had let her engage in personal conversation with her friendfor well over a half hour without suggesting that she get back towork….I’m sure she appreciated that, and I told myself that the littleshow she was giving me was her way of saying ‘thank you’. Well…as luckwould have it, I was rewarded for my patience and eventually,Bonnie uncrossed her legs and even leaned back at one point stretching herarms…giving me an incredible view of her white panties escort elazığ as she did so. Thatwas it!!! I stroked harder and faster, trying desperately not to show myexcitement above the desk, nor an exaggerated arm movement from below. Mythumb worked its magic and I felt my load rising and ultimately spillingout…no….STREAMING out in several long spurts. I could feel its warmthand wetness against my cock and belly and wondered if I had shot so much andso hard that I had overcum the tissue I had placed to protect my pants.Luckily, stealing a peek beneath the desk, realized that my tissue had heldup….save a few droplets that made their way to my boxers. After a fewmoments…I did my best to compose myself and sat quietly taking in thesights a bit longer until I decided that it might be intriguing to callBonnie in to the office with a silly excuse, just to have her in the room,knowing that I had just cum while peering up her skirt. Indeed, I did. Andas she stood and strode towards me I wondered if she had any idea what hadjust taken place. A part of me wanted her to know…and yet I knew that wasinappropriate. Nonetheless, I made some lame excuse for why I wanted to seeher and then, after she had left my office, her friend since left…I waiteduntil she was out of view to rise and return to the mens room to cleanmyself and dispose of my cumfilled tissue.

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