Working from home during the pandemic has been difficult for some, but my wife Jayne and I found it was not without its compensations. Jayne and I had been working from home for several months. We’d settled into a routine with me working at the desk in the spare bedroom we used as a home office.
One day I was sitting on my black leather swivel office chair at the bedroom desk working. I had no business meetings and knew our daughter wasn’t due home from school for a couple of hours. The bedroom door unexpectedly opened and Jayne walked in.
She was in the dark blue pinstriped business skirt she used to wear in her office job with a figure clinging white blouse up top, sheer black nylons and shiny black high heels. Her dark hair was in a businesslike ponytail and her metal-rimmed glasses made her look so professional.
Jayne stood for a moment, letting me lust for her as she leaned back against the wall. She was rocking slightly on her heels and arching her back just a little so her big breasts bulged under her blouse and the thin white cloth peaked over her nipples. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. Jayne’s kept her looks and figure and in that outfit she was a sex bomb as red hot as any of the porn girls or office eye candy I’d masturbated thinking about in the toilet cubicle back at work.
With a mischievous smile on her face, Jayne slowly crouched down as if to get something out of the lowest drawer of the tall filing cabinet in our bedroom office. She squatted with her knees together like women in skirts learn to do with men around.
“Here’s your sexy secretary,” Jayne said, looking up at me through her so innocent glasses. “She’s being a naughty girl and letting her boss see her knickers up her skirt.”
As she spoke Jayne swung her legs wide treating me to a full-frontal view up her skirt. I saw she was in black open crotch tights through which white cotton panties were showing, bulging over her sex mound and thin enough to show the shadow of her dark bush through. I felt as if an electric shock had hit me. I got the picture. Jayne and I have a pretty active sex life, but now Jayne wanted some more fun. As I stared at her panties, Jayne reached between her legs.
“But my boss wants to see his secretary’s pussy, not just her sexy knickers.” Jayne pulled her panties aside to show her vaginal slit ringed by her almost black pubic hair and pulled open by her spread legs so her inner labia peeped out.
She let me admire the sex show for a moment. Smiling mischievously she stood. Then she bent over our little office printer with her back to me. Her skirt was thin and tight enough to show the outline of her panties underneath.
“And here’s the office whore bending over the photocopier inviting the boys to put their hand up her skirt.” As she spoke Jayne wiggled her skirt-clad bottom at me.
I’ve found that every office has its “office whore” as Jayne put it. She’s the woman who lets you get your hands on her tits and bum at office parties and gives you hand jobs in the office storeroom. I guess Jayne’s office had one too. Perhaps in her office, Jayne was the whore and I didn’t know!
I rose from my chair and had a long fondle of Jayne’s bottom through her tight skirt, running my fingertips along the hems of her panties to show her I knew all about them. Then as she stayed bending over I put my hand up her skirt from behind and slid my hand slowly up her nylon-clad thigh to her bottom. I love the feel of Jayne’s soft smooth naked legs but she knows I also find something erotic about taut nylon over her curves.
I ran my hand right up over her bottom above her panties. Then through the open gusset of her tights, my fingers found the thin gusset strap of her panties between her legs. Jayne moaned and squirmed with sexual pleasure as I stroked her pussy mound and ran my fingertips along the line of her slit through her panties. I felt the thin cotton of her panties moisten with her juice where it was taut over her mound. Still bending over the printer Jayne, looked at me over her shoulder and in a voice trembling with excitement she whispered, “Pull my knickers down.”
In a single movement, I pulled both her tights and her panties down and slipped them off her legs.
Then my hand was under her skirt again, this time fondling her naked thighs, bottom and reaching between her legs to tease her pussy. I assumed Jayne wanted shagging like that, from behind bent over, and I began to unzip. But she had other ideas. Jayne rose, slipped her high heels back on then sat on my black leather swivel office chair with her legs demurely crossed.
“My turn now,” Jayne said with a grin. “I’m the boss and one of my dirty-minded pervert staff comes into my office and exposes his cock to me.”
I got the idea. Like most men, I fantasise about exposing my sex kit to women at work. My seven inches of hard up muscle is nothing to be ashamed of. I knew some men in my office had done so, knowing the women who would welcome that, but of course I’d never dared. Clearly Jayne had the same fantasy.
I stepped out of the bedroom then walked back in again like I was entering her office. Jayne turned to look at me.
“What do you mean by disturbing me like this?” Jayne said, glaring at me through her glasses.
I stood there for a moment, leering at her. Then I unzipped and opened my trousers, and eased out my fully erect cock.
“This is what whores like you think about all day in the office isn’t it?” I said, trying to sound like the dirty-minded pervert she wanted.
“You dirty pervert!” Jayne said. “How dare you behave like that!”
Without a word, I pulled my trousers and my light blue cotton briefs down my thighs below my balls. My penis was fully erect and bounced out to swing stiffly above my thick cock bush. I spread my legs as far as my briefs stretched around my thighs would allow and I thrust my hard up erect penis toward her.
“I wank this hard thinking of you, you whore!” I said, flicking my erect shaft with my fingers.
I reached down, put my hand on her knee and slowly slid my hand up her bare leg, pushing her skirt high up her thigh till her pussy was in view. Jayne spread her legs as wide as she could sitting on my chair. I ruffled her juice sodden cunt hair and fondled her pussy.
She looked up at me so her eyes met mine then she leaned forward to kiss my big round lust and erection swollen cockhead and flicked her tongue deliciously across its tip. Then she licked her tongue slowly and smoothly up and down my shaft, fingering my balls and reaching under me to stroke me between my legs and tickle my anus as her lips and tongue pleasured my cock.
“This is what dirty perverts who show women their cocks want, isn’t it?” Jayne said, looking up at me. It certainly was!
Jayne reached up to unbutton my shirt and I slipped it off behind me. Jayne undid her skirt and slipped it off, I took my trousers and briefs off so I was naked, and Jayne let her dark hair down loose. I stood between Jayne’s spread legs, thrusting my rampant hard cock forward toward her face. Jayne opened her blouse completely and arched her back a bit so her big round breasts swung up and forward. I had a good long luxurious penis-straining play with them while Jayne tickled my shaft and cockhead with her fingertips in the way she knows gets me to the absolute peak of erection stiffness and pleasure sensitivity.
When I thought I could hardly take any more and my penis felt stiff enough to snap, Jayne took just the so sensitive head of my cock into her mouth. She massaged my cock head with her lips and tongue, rolling her tongue over it. As she pleasured my knob, I lifted my knee up onto the desk. That got my legs really wide, pulling my muscles deliciously taut and giving Jayne’s light fingers lots of freedom to play between my spread legs. She lightly caressed my balls, stroked my arse and the inside tops of my thighs and ran her finger along my bum crack the way she knows drives me wild.
I was gasping and grunting with the almost agonising sexual pleasure by the time Jayne’s head started smoothly and rhythmically bobbing up and down in front of my belly as she slid her tight wet lips up and down my erect penis. Her lips were catching the ridge between my penis shaft and head just the way she knows I like. Looking down my belly, I saw she was taking my cock so far into her mouth her lips and nose were meeting my pubic hair with her lips all but sliding off.
As she pleasured me I ran my hands through her hair and over her bare shoulders, savouring the luscious feel of her naked flesh against my hands. Jayne doesn’t suck me off often, and that and the sheer kinkiness of what we were doing that time added exquisitely erotic spice to my sexual pleasure! After delicious minutes of Jayne’s lips and tongue sliding up and down my cock shaft my cum started to rise. I thrust my hips forward as my body involuntarily tried to ram my penis as far down Jayne’s throat as it could. I pulled Jayne’s head against my belly. Though we’d had sex just the night before, in an orgasm that built up slowly and suddenly exploded I spurted what felt like a huge load into Jayne’s mouth.
After I’d come Jayne held my penis in her mouth with her face against my bush of pubic hair for a few moments. Finally Jayne’s lips slid smoothly off my cockhead. My cock was still mostly hard. The smooth friction of Jayne’s lips along my shaft gave me a last pulse of orgasmic pleasure and sent a last spurt of semen out of my penis onto her breasts. Finally, having exhausted my pleasure and emptied my balls, my cock swung limp, dripping a strand of semen.
“You don’t need to do any more work do you?” Jayne said, looking up at me.
She was right. We still had an hour or so with the house to ourselves.
“Do you fancy watching a sexy secretary strip for you?” Jayne continued. “… And then?”
The way Jayne was fingering her furry pussy told me what she had in mind, and my erection was starting to rise again. I certainly did fancy that. But how we spent the next hour is another story.
