Hot Desking.

I was working for an IT consultancy firm and I’d been sent for a couple of weeks to a large multinational company on a project. I was put in one of the big open plan offices with “hot desks” which had terminals where anyone could take a seat and log in their company issue laptop.

The staff in the office were mostly female and young, and I was constantly distracted by the contents of short skirts, tight blouses and sheer nylons strolling by my desk. I had my eye on one bit of eye candy in particular, a woman called Stella, one of the managers. She was an attractive sophisticated looking brunette aged around thirty, about five years older than me.

As the days went by I began to notice how often Stella walked close to my desk. I also noticed how she smiled at me as if she was weighing me up and enjoyed knowing I was mentally undressing her. Back in my lonely hotel room every night Stella was a constant performer in my masturbation fantasies.

One day I came back to my desk after lunch and there next to my laptop was a cardboard folder. I opened it, and was amazed to find a pair of women’s panties inside. They were pale purple cotton edged with embroidery, very brief with just stringy ties at the side. They had obviously been recently worn and still showed where they had bulged over the wearer’s sex mound. There was even a dark pubic hair caught in the stitching. A yellow post it note was stuck right where the tiny triangle of purple cloth would have covered the wearer’s cunt with “Wet my knickers with your cum and I’ll be back for more” scribbled on it. But here was no clue as to whose panties they were.

Fortunately there was no one else around my desk. Whoever had left the note can’t have known that I’ve long been a panty fetishist. It started with my mother’s lingerie catalogues and the panties I borrowed from my mother’s laundry basket. I now keep a collection of women’s panties to play with, to wear for fun and to masturbate over. Now here was a woman as kinky as me who was turned on by having guys playing with her panties and splashing their load over them!

After finding my mystery admirer’s panties and the invitation to masturbate over them my straining hard penis was making it clear that it couldn’t wait till my hotel bedroom that night. I headed straight to the men’s washroom, locked myself in a cubicle, spread the panties on the seat and got my hard up penis out.

I was just about to masturbate over the panties when I had an idea. As well as playing with women’s panties I have another kinky secret. I post pictures and videos of my penis, of me in women’s panties and of me masturbating on porn sites on the internet. I had my phone with me. I set it to video and propped it on the tank.

I stripped naked, put the panties on and started taking the video. I played with my cock through the panties, stroking my erection rock hard through the thin taut cloth. I slowly took the panties off and held them hanging in front of my penis head brushing its tip. Then I masturbated till I jerked a hefty load of semen over the purple cotton. I caught the lot on video. Then I carefully folded the panties, put them back into the cardboard folder and returned to my desk to await the owner’s return. I didn’t have to wait long.

Toward the end of the day I was sitting at my terminal when I saw Stella strolling through the office. That day she was wearing a white blouse and a dark blue business skirt down just below her knees. Her skirt was tight enough over her backside to give glimpses of the outline of her panties underneath, with her shapely tanned legs bare down to her black high heels. As my lustful eyes involuntarily followed her she altered course, came toward my desk and sat on the swivel office chair at the terminal next to mine. She crossed her legs in an action which pulled her skirt high up her bare thighs.

The cardboard folder was on the desk top next to my laptop. Stella took it, opened it and pulled out the panties, now wet with my semen. She spread them out and smiled as she studied the big splash of semen on the front triangle of purple cloth then put them back in the folder.

“Did you enjoy wanking over my knickers?” Stella asked.

I didn’t know what to say, but before I could say anything Stella smoothly uncrossed her legs and spread them wide, pulling her skirt even higher up her thighs. As any man’s would, my eyes went down to the full frontal upskirt she was treating me to. I could see Stella’s naked cunt. Spreading her legs had pulled her vagina open. Her love lips were ringed with dark pubic hair and her labia were peeping out glistening pink.

“Shall I put my knickers back on or do you like seeing my cunt?” Stella asked. I was still lost for words, but then she said “I wish I’d been there to watch you shoot your cum.”

That time I knew exactly what to say. I picked up my phone.

“I can show you if you want,” I said.

Stella moved in closer to me. If anyone had seen us they would have assumed she was looking at my screen to see how my project was doing. It took just a moment to link my phone to my computer.

Then there I was on the screen, from my chest down, naked but for Stella’s purple panties. My hard cock was pushing the tiny front triangle out in a big cone showing the outline of my hard shaft and big round penis head through the thin taut purple cloth, with my balls and pubes showing at the sides. I flicked the top hem with my fingers and my straining shaft sprung out at the front so my hard up penis poked up high above the waistband.

Stella gasped, and her hand went down between her spread legs and she began to finger her pussy.

On the screen I slipped Stella’s panties slowly down and posed with them just below my hairy balls, thrusting my hips forward to show off my hard upright erection towering above the purple cloth. I fingered my penis and balls and flicked my stiff shaft before I took the panties completely off. Stella watched me play with her panties, hanging them on my cock, stroking them over my penis head and running them over my balls and between my legs.

As I played with her panties Stella reached out her spare hand and touched my thigh. I swivelled my chair toward her and spread my legs. Her hand went straight to the bulge of my penis through my trousers. I was hard erect and she gently stroked the ridge of my shaft.

“Get it out for me!” Stella whispered excitedly, “There’s no one around to see us.”

I unzipped, and eased my erect penis out of my briefs. It was sticking up vertically. Stella purred softly as she ran her light fingertips over my straining shaft and the big round purple-pink head and I grunted as I fought not to cum.

On the screen I held Stella’s panties hanging in front of my penis head brushing its tip. Stella’s eyes were locked on the screen, and her fingers played between her legs as the screen showed me turn so my hard up penis was sticking out in profile and then showed me wrap my thumb and forefinger round my penis just below its head. On the screen I began to masturbate, tugging and stroking my foreskin, sliding my hand right up over my knob. The phone microphone had also caught my grunts of sex pleasure.

On the screen I edged, thrusting my hips forward as my penis strained almost vertical, quivering on the brink of spurting my semen, with the veins on my shaft standing up and my purple cock head glistening wet with pre cum. Stella watched in silence except for excited gasps. As I masturbated on the screen Stella masturbated next to me with her fingers in her vagina rhythmically working her vagina lips and clit.

As I came I thrust my hips forward till my knob was touching Stella’s panties. The purple cloth twitched as my hefty spurt of semen spurted over the purple cotton. The phone microphone also caught my orgasm grunt of:

“Stella!”

The video ended with my swinging half erect penis dripping a last strand of semen onto Stella’s panties and me wiping my semen off my penis head with them.

“How did you guess it was my panties?” Stella said softly.

“I didn’t,” I said. “But as I wanked I was thinking of fucking you.”

Stella gave me a lewd grin. She was still fingering her pussy. She spread her legs wider before she spoke again.

“Will you masturbate over me? I’ve wanted to watch my husband come over me but I’ve never dared ask him. We can go to my office.”

I never need much persuading to have a wank, least of all when I’ve got a woman as my audience! I temporarily put my penis away and we went to Stella’s office. Her managerial status entitled her to a solid walled office not one of the “fish tank” glass walled offices.

As soon as the door closed behind us Stella was unbuttoning her white blouse. That was followed by her bra, revealing big heavy but firm breasts which swung and bounced as she fumbled excitedly with the zip and clasp of her skirt. That left her just in her black high heels. Her naked body was as good as a porn model’s with firm shapely breasts, a neat dark bush between her legs and lightly tanned all over with no swimsuit shadow.

I started running my hands over Stella’s naked body, but before I could get too far she sat herself nude in her black leather swivel office chair. She sprawled with her legs as wide as she could get them and slid her hand down her front between her spread legs and started playing with her pussy again. I could tell she was hot, even before she franticly gasped:

“Come over me! ... Over my tits!”

Stella arched her back so her breasts swung up and out, and held them up for me. I stood between Stella’s spread legs and dropped my trousers and briefs down my thighs well below my balls. My penis was sticking up hard again, aimed straight between Stella’s breasts. I took my shirt off to give my hand all the freedom it needed, and to show Stella my body. As I stood there unbuttoning my shirt Stella reached out and fingered my cock and balls and ruffled my pubic hair. My penis was up every bit as hard as when I’d wet her panties and I fought not to cum in her hand as her soft fingers played with my so sensitive cock head. Stella was still fingering her cunt with her other hand. I thrust my hips forward and tickled her peaking nipples with the head of my penis, leaving a smear of pre cum on her breasts. That was obviously the tipping point for Stella.

With a long low moan Stella began masturbating in earnest. Her fingers slipped into her vagina and she began to smoothly and rhythmically work her vagina lips and pussy as she sprawled legs wide on her chair. She was masturbating before I was!

Watching women masturbate really turns me on. I held back from wanking while I watched the hot live show Stella was treating me to. As her fingers methodically worked her vagina lips and clit she gasped, moaned and cried out, and her big breasts swung and bounced as she squirmed with sex pleasure. Readying myself for a good hard wank I lightly fingered my penis to keep it straining rock hard, and at the same time I excited Stella with my spare hand on her breasts and her spread thighs as her climax slowly rose.

Stella suddenly cried out and looked as if she was trying to get her legs even wider as she sprawled in the chair. Her hand between her legs went frantic, she arched her back to thrust her hips forward, and she climaxed with a stifled shriek. The black leather executive chair creaked as her body jerked with the pulses of her orgasm and one of her high heeled shoes fell off as she kicked her legs in her climax.

Stella relaxed and flopped back on the chair with her eyes closed and breathing hard. Her legs were still spread wide and she held her hand over her pussy as it throbbed with the afterglow of what was obviously an explosive orgasm. I was desperate for a wank and I moved in close again so my penis head was nestling in her cleavage. Stella’s eyes opened and she looked up at me.

“Over my tits!” Stella said, with excitement in her soft voice, and held her breasts up for me.

With my penis aimed between her breasts I braced myself, thrust my hips forward, wrapped my hand round my shaft, and began masturbating. Having a naked woman in front of me to ogle and run my spare hand over and to brush my cock head against adds a whole new dimension of eroticism to wanking. I tugged and stroked my straining penis with long rhythmic strokes and fondled Stella’s naked breasts. I made sure I put on a hot show for her, grunting, holding back and edging.

I’d masturbated to the absolute peak of arousal and was momentarily pausing from tugging my cock, edging at that delicious point with my penis quivering on the brink of spurting its load. At that moment Stella leaned forward and took my penis head into her mouth and rolled her tongue over it. I guessed she’d got so excited she’d forgotten about watching me masturbate and wanted to suck me off. But I wasn’t complaining! I stopped masturbating and let her take over.

Stella slid her wet lips down my shaft so far her nose touched my belly. She held my hips and bobbed her head rhythmically up and down squeezing her wet lips tightly round my penis shaft and sucking on the up stroke. I stroked my hands over her bare shoulders and back and ran my fingers through her hair.

I’d been on the brink and didn’t take long to come. As my cum swelled I shoved forward between Stella’s spread legs and pulled her face against my belly. My semen exploded into her mouth and I grunted “Stella!” again. I held her face pressed against my belly until after I’d squirted my load before I released her. Stella’s lips slid smoothly up my still excited shaft exciting a last pulse of pleasure and spurt of semen. When Stella leaned back a strand of semen stretched between my penis head and her mouth, parting to dangle from her lips. Stella wiped the semen from my penis and her lips with the purple panties I’d soaked earlier.

When we dressed, Stella put on some white panties she carried as a spare in her handbag and she gave me her purple panties to play with. I performed for Stella a few more times before my project at that company ended. That’s another story. But the videos on my phone and the purple panties Stella gave me to remember her by mean she’ll be performing in my masturbation fantasies for a long time, and those purple panties are certainly being well used!