Masturbating At Work

It had all started two nights ago. Mona, fresh from the shower wearing a thin silk robe, that did little to conceal her body.

“I ordered us dinner from Pagnano’s,” Burt told her. “It should be here any time.”

“Well, I hope you ordered me a salad,”

“I got us both fish and chips.”

“Damn it Burt, I’ve told you, I can’t eat like that anymore. I need to lose a few pounds.”

“Mona, you look great,” he said.

“No. I look old and fat.”

It would be pointless to reassure his wife about her looks. He did not understand why his confident wife had become so insecure about her appearance. He assumed it had something to do with the approach of her 50th birthday.

“You are still stunning.”

“You are just saying that because you love me.”

“I give up,” he said as the doorbell rang.

Burt opened the door and told the delivery driver, “Come on in, I have to get my wallet from the bedroom.”

Mona felt the young man staring at her and realized how exposed she was in the short robe. Instead of pulling it closed, she turned, giving him a better view.

She felt herself getting wet, recalling the hunger in his eyes.

When Burt returned to the living room, he saw the look, too. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” he asked.

“Yes sir, she is.” the driver did not take his gaze from Mona, “You are a lucky man.”

Burt wished the driver a good night, handing him two $20s and taking their food

“See, it’s not just me, he thinks you’re sexy as hell.”

“He just wanted a big tip is all,” Mona said.

“No. What he wanted was to fuck you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

She knew her husband had been right. She knew the look of want when she saw it.

Their dinner forgotten, they had made love on their living room floor. Their minds, stimulated by private fantasies, both climaxed hard and fast.

There had been no further discussion of the driver or their reactions to him, but Mona found herself unable to get the man out of her head. Was she so desperate for validation of her desirability that she was contemplating cheating on her husband?

The driver, she didn’t even know his name, had been tall and lean. The way his eyes seemed to see even the places robe hid, made her feel desirable and a little slutty at the same time.

Knowing Burt was right there and saw the entire exchange added a thrill. Rather than chastising the young man, her husband seemed to consider it a badge of honor that another man coveted what was his.

The was hunger in those piercing blue eyes.

He was rugged looking; face deeply tanned, with a small scar above his left eyebrow. The kind muscles that came from hard work, rather than the gym. The thought of those powerful arms caused her to grow warm.

She looked at her watch. The staff would not begin arriving until 9:00, giving her half an hour. Just to be on the safe side, she locked her office door. In one motion, she pulled the tank top and sports bra over her head and folded them.

The office’s cool air hit her warm flesh, her sensitive nipples hardened. She slipped out of her shoes and slid the tight Lycra leggings down her narrow hips. Only wearing her socks, she grabbed her workout towel from the bag.

She opened a side drawer in her desk and set the LELO Soraya Wave on her blotter. The blue rabbit vibrator was an exact duplicate of the one she kept in her nightstand at home. Deciding she was sufficiently wet, she left the small bottle of lube in the drawer and placed the towel over the soft leather seat. She sat back down.

Mona leaned back in her chair. A damp heat radiated from her slit as she traced the contour of her lips. She ran a finger over her pussy.

His meaty hands caressed her body.

Her labia swelled at the image. Mona continued to finger herself while reaching for the dual-action vibe. Turning it to the lowest setting, she touched it to her needy clit and let out a gasp when the oscillating head make contact.

Closing her eyes, his tongue licked her sex.

Juices were flowing now, Mona was aware of them dripping between her legs. Warmth built deep inside her as she increased the vibration setting. She leaned further back, putting her feet against the edge of the desk.

She spread her smooth thighs, begging him to fuck her.

Her hips rocked as her body sought release. Her swollen pussy was throbbing. Mona shifted her position before touching the larger part of the silicone massager to her opening. She let out a soft moan. Her ass raising off the seat, she slid the flexible stimulator into her hungry pussy.

Burt watching. The young bull fed her his meaty cock, inch by inch.

By adjusting the angle, she hit her G-Spot. Mona increased the pulsing action until she found the setting she wanted.

He was fucking her hard now. His swollen head grazed her hot spot with every thrust.

Her breathing became heavier, her orgasm building deep within her quivering body. She whimpered, knowing what was coming.

His hand pinched a nipple; the pain adding to her pleasure.

She dialed the vibration up a notch, stiffening as wave upon wave of pleasure racked her body.

Removing the toy and turning it off, she laid it between her drenched thighs and allowed herself a moment to catch her breath.

With her needs attended to, it was time to get to work. Today would be a busy day. After cleaning the toy and returning it to her drawer, she gathered her bag and work clothes before heading to the shower.

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed this excerpt from my book, Mona’s Story: How She Became A Hot Wife

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