My Discreet Encounters Revealed

Another Boring Day At The Office

You were horny last night but alas there was no one to help get you off. You didn’t get a chance to jerk off because your wife or gf was around. Now you are at work in the hustle and bustle in the city. Your cock twitches in your pants as your balls continue to fill with cum.

You question if there is something wrong with you since you are always so horny. You seem to always be hard and feel the need to orgasm. Is there something wrong with you? No not at all. You may be human but you are still an animal. You need to cum!

It would be nice if you wife or gf helped you cum more often but just getting along with them seems like a task within itself. If you are single at least you can beat off as needed but that can get kind of lonely.

Over the years your range of fantasies has widened. Breasts, pussy, cock, ass all seem to mesh together. Who cares who you get off with as long as they are hot and don’t have any cooties the possibilities are endless. But you just can’t walk into a gay bar that is out of the question. Hiring a hooker is beneath you! But you’re so horny, what to do, what to do.

You continue to look at images and read stories at work. Your cock is very hard under your desk and in need of relief. What if you came to see me? Your colleagues think you left for lunch but you actually came for a discreet encounter.

You walk into my apartment in your business suit, partially sweating from nervousness. You quickly take your cock out which is already hard and thrust it into my awaiting warm mouth. It feels so good to final have someone blow you that actually knows what they are doing and appreciates your dick and the fact you need to cum and cum quickly because you have to get back to work.

But maybe I throw in a curve ball and rise up pressing my hard dick against yours! You say “no!” but I say relax and jerk our hard cocks together. Just then you quickly jizz and your cum drips down both our cocks. You shot a huge load and I quickly help to clean it up. Luckily it just dripped down our cocks and then rest shot on my dress.

“That was hot!” I say to help reassure you it was okay that you just shot a load with your cock pressed up against another. I give you a bottle of water and send you on your way. At least now you can concentrate on your tasks at work instead of the stiff dick in your pants. That is until it rises again!

But wait this didn’t actually happen. This was the scenario you played out in your head while beating off in the men’s bathroom. You shot a huge load that sprayed onto the door and dripped onto the floor. Too bad I wasn’t there to slip my cock under the stall so you could play with it while you beat off. Wouldn’t have that have been nice? Playing with your first cock without even having to leave work! Hopefully someday you will enjoy the real thing.

Next time you are at work and beating off under the desk or in the john, feel free to take a picture and send it to me. They must clearly show that you are in a bathroom stall or behind an office desk. Maybe I will post it and critique them on here! Remember as long as you don’t include your face you can’t be caught! This blog has been going 11 months strong and I have yet to do wrong to any of my followers, fans or visitors! Whether you want to play with a cock, get fucked or just put on a pair of panties you can trust me with your secret desires! What would be EVEN better is if you wear a pair of panties to work and then snap a photo of you beating off! I’m sure my readers would appreciate your efforts!

 

 

 

2 Responses to Another Boring Day At The Office

  1. Mike Tuff says:

    Wow! If only I was a little closer to you I could probably play out that scenario, but thank you for giving me a fantasy that I can use while I rub one out in the work bathroom today, maybe even get that picture for you -the panties lol 😉

  2. Mike says:

    Wow, you read my mind. This is how I feel everyday at work. Would definitely love to come see you at lunchtime if you’d have me.

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