watching him

So sorry that it's been so long since my last post. Life has been absolute chaos the last few months. I hope the weeks have treated everyone very well, and I hope you have made many sexy memories since you've last heard from me.

I want to share something with you tonight. It's not quite a sex story, it's not quite a letter, it's just... something. I'll try to pump out a fully-fledged naughty story by next weekend. You've certainly waited long enough for it.

I'm interning right now, which means I work harder than almost anyone else at my place of employment, and I do it for free. All in the name of professional development I supposed. Unfortunately, it also means that my behavior is monitored extremely closely- I have make sure nothing I do can be labeled as 'unprofessional'.

There's a man that works with me. He's only 25 or 26 (I'm 22) and he is one of the most attractive men I've met in a while. It's hands-off of course- not only can I not afford to be caught in an interoffice affair, but he also has a girlfriend. But my god: I cannot tell you how many times I've brought myself to a delicious orgasm thinking of having him in bed with me (or against a wall, on his desk, or in the supply closet, as it were). We don't work together directly very often (I usually see him in the corridor, or in the lunch room) but when we do, I have to work very hard to fight the urge to flirt.

We worked together on Friday. I was doing some paper work in one of the conference rooms, and he came in to set up one of the computers for a presentation we're giving on Monday. Our computer system is absolute garbage though- so he had his work cut out for him.

So he was working and I was getting worked up: he was across the room from me (we were alone), and bent over, trying to connect some wires.

Now, I'm not generally an "ass girl": I appreciate attractive men, but their ass is usually the last thing I notice (I tend to like hair, faces- eyes, lips, complexion, arms, shoulders, and height). that said (and he does exceed my standards in all the listed areas), seeing him there, bent over, ass facing me, completely vulnerable had me completely turned on. Okay, perhaps he wasn't vulnerable, as he's muscular, and could snap me in half I'm sure, but the situation was almost too much for me. Because we were alone, I was completely free to stare all that I wanted: no one else was there to see me do it, and he has his back to me. And with the vivid imagination I have- my mind pictured all sorts of possibilities that could take place in that conference room. It was one of the few times I actually did flirt with him- we worked alone all morning so I wasn't too worried about anyone seeing us, and I did catch him peaking down my shirt a few times. One of those times actually, I let him catch me catching him do it, and gave him a naughty little smirk. He was sitting at the table so I couldn't tell, but I'm sure he was growing hard at that point.

I'm sure nothing will come of it, but the whole situation has made me very, very horny, and, although I have no problem meeting my own needs, very sexually frustrated as well. Would love to hear how any of you men out there (even some of you women, perhaps) would like to help distract me. I will be wet, and waiting.

On that note, I am off to masturbate: spread my legs wide, hike up my skirt, and use my vibe on my clit. Mmmmm. Play with my breasts a bit too (you know how much I love that). And picture, of course, my co-worker pushing his cock into my wet and willing pussy...

~J