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Trying to take this seriously, I leaned against the counter and faced her. “I guess I was used to a more laid-back work environment with fewer employees. I’ll try to do better. I promise.” I crossed my ankles and feigned like I really needed to use the restroom. If she kept talking, I would resort to the pee-pee dance.
Linda fluffed the sleek angled pixie cut she wore her black hair in and looked at my reflection in the mirror. “Good, because I’d hate to lose you over something like timekeeping. You know what you’re doing, and as soon as a senior position comes up, I want you to get it. I count myself lucky to have you in my department.”
“Thanks, Linda, I really appreciate it, but I really gotta go,” I said pointing to an open stall.
She threw her lipstick into her makeup bag then threw her makeup bag into her purse. She sighed and looked at me again via the mirror. “Don’t take all day and for God’s sake, go to the doctor, Reese.”
“Sure thing.”
I went into the nearest open stall and locked the door. I was glad the stalls were built for privacy with floor to ceiling walls and doors. Before doing anything else, I closed the toilet lid and wiped off the seat. With shaking fingers, I grabbed the manila envelope from my purse and ripped it open.
Inside were my red, satin panties. They were a little stiff and stained. He’d used them! I lifted them to my nose and inhaled the scent of Kane’s cum. Some people might have thought what I was doing and what I was about to do was gross, but I didn’t care. That Kane thought about me while pleasuring himself was a total turn on.
My swollen clit and wet pussy ached for relief, and that’s what I would give them. What better way to begin the workweek than by masturbating with a pair of panties covered in my boss’s cum?
I heard the restroom door close. At last, I was alone.
Kane needed to see what he did to me and what I was about to do to myself. I hiked up my skirt, shimmied my black panties down my legs and then kicked them off. I replaced them with the red ones, but before I began pleasuring myself, I grabbed my phone from my bag and set the photo app to video.
Doing my best to keep the hand holding my phone steady, I used my free hand to gather the silky fabric of my cum-covered panties around my clit. I ran them up and down my folds filming the whole time. I relished that Kane had pleasured himself using my underwear. It was dirty and depraved but also deliciously decadent. I bit my bottom lip hard to stop from moaning.
My body strained for the relief this orgasm would give. As short-lived as I knew that relief would be, I needed it. I wanted to come so bad it physically hurt.
Lifting my feet, I anchored them against the side walls of the narrow stall and spread myself as wide as I could. I pulled the cum covered panties, which were now wet with my own juices away from my lower lips and showed myself to the camera.
I was so fucking wet and ready. What I wouldn’t give to have one of my nine-inch suction dildos with me. I would secure it to the seat and slam myself up and down, but since I didn’t think to bring any toys with me, I’d make do with my fingers. Tonight, when I got home, I would use every fucking toy I had.
My engorged clit felt three times its normal size. I’d have to make myself come fast and without making any noise. The last thing I needed was anyone coming into the restroom and discovering my dirty little secret.
I crushed my fingertips against the throbbing bud of my clit and pleasured myself with fast, reckless movements. My slippery fingers slid all over the place, but then I found it—the one spot that always sent me to the moon.
I tapped, tapped, tapped, slapped, slapped, slapped my clit until I couldn’t hold back the pleasure. A tsunami of release rushed over me and my pussy walls clenched and spasmed for the camera. The hand holding my phone shook, but I managed to steady it enough to capture the pulsating undulations of my orgasm. Staying silent took more willpower than I thought I possessed. In the privacy of my apartment, I made a lot of noise and never held back the sounds of my pleasure.
When I was spent and couldn’t give anymore, I lowered my trembling legs to the floor. Before I shut off my phone, I lifted it to my lips, and whispered, “I hope I completed the assignment to your satisfaction, Sir.”
