My Dirty Pleasure
All day I work in my little cubical crunching numbers and reading memos, but as soon as the clock hits five, I save my work for another day. As I walk from the building I loosen the tie around my neck, and drive home, dreaming about what I’m about to do.
I never make it far into the house before the clothes start to come off, by the time I reach the living room not a shred of clothing is left, the memory card from my cell phone is loaded into the computer, and a mouse click away, pictures pop up of the ladies in the office.
Slowly but surely I find what I am looking for, a picture worth of masturbation, it seems that one of the office ladies has been a naughty girl, and not put any panties on today, as she bends down revealing her snatch to my all seeing camera.
I move to grab the small bottle and tube on the left of me. A bottle of lube and a flesh light oh how exhilarating. My cock slowly slides in the freshly lubed toy, as I stare at the pictures flashing through, another without a bra, one with white lacy panties. How long will I last? My pace quickens as I turn on the silver bullet inside the flesh light. This feeling it feels so good.
My breath becomes heavy, as I moan and pump faster and harder. Soon I will have my release. Soon, it will come. I switch to my web browser, and bring up a shot of a giant fucking a midget. Watching his massive cock cram itself into her tiny snatch; I lose myself in the moment as my balls contract.
Here it comes, the moment I have waited for, the sweet release of hot jizz. I let out a satisfied groan of pleasure as I clean myself up, and begin to cook dinner in anticipation of my wife coming home. If only she knew my secret joy, of pleasure. How would she feel?
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