Everything started a few months ago, if I was stressed at work I would quickly silently get an orgasm out when nobody was in the bathroom. Now it's a normal office setting so I make sure nobody else is in there,( try and predict nobody will go in) and started as a way to calm down in the evenings when I worked late. Anyhow, when I would feel really slutty sometimes I would do it on lunch in my car or in the bathroom but over months I found myself looking forward and doing it routinely. This all plays a part in whats going to happen.. From the moment I started work for the office a young man named Brandon who works for part of our company had been going out of his way to talk to me. First it was cute, he was harmless just annoying big guy who would go out of his way to talk to me. I was seeing someone at the time and never thought of him as anything other than someone to tease. He is completely not my type , huge 6'4 250 not that much muscle sort of a dad bod 25 year old, totally nerdy not my type. Well that was until one day because of a meeting where there was just 3 people myself and Brandon in the room the way he was sitting I could not help but stare at his crotch. Every girl out there knows they do it at some point or another we can't help it as much as a guy looking at a low cut tshirt when nobodys looking. I could not help but realize how thick it looked, the entire outline of the tip was at least 4-5 inches down from where I could see the base or maybe his balls either way the image never left my mind.
At some point I found out he was dating someone , which made sense because he had not pursued me in a long time. None the less I saw him often, and when I saw him I found myself getting every glance I could trying to see which side it was on and trying to see if it measured up to the first glance - it almost always did. Brandon always acted nervous around me, and he was a nail biter my gosh ALWAYS. Everything about him was gross the kind of guy you want to never see again, never talk to, just only sex, fast hard leave the room let me play with your mess inside me and cleanup on my own and never talk again! Anyhow, I've always been a good worker, with that comes office supplies always a large stock of pens pencils you name it. Brandon ends up needing pens or pencils daily and chews the hell out of them, still annoying that I got them back all spitted up but at least not the nails right?
Skip ahead , now a few weeks ago I am assigned to work with Brandon on another project. I have acquired a dirty habbit of my mid day breaks but this has been less stressful work and I've taken somewhat of a hault. That was until one day Brandon borrowed my mechanical eraser. It was almost out of eraser, and I watched him click it up and down and suck on the end of it and chew it all day. He used it once sucked on it forever capped it and returned it near lunch. That morning the first thing I noticed was his dress slacks, all black and tight on his chubby body. He was into paperwork most of the day with the sunlight from the window right on his pants I could take glances any time I wanted from my computer. A few times it would get positioned and I could see the girth of it and the massive head on it. As long as nobody was near my cubicle my desk covered my business attire, and I could spread my legs like a slut and think about accepting it for a few seconds. I Started pulling my vest coat up above my tummy and hiking my skirt up more so if I hunched over my chair I could spread my legs wide and easily reach my panties without brandon knowing. Ladies I can orgasm fast, but not fast enough for a quick rub or so every few minutes. Either way I knew it was surely a bathroom day.
While Brandon took the afternoon to work on something else, I waited to take a late lunch. I made my move around 2:30 to the bathroom fully intending for a full 5 minutes to spend 12 seconds peeing and the rest thinking about what I saw earlier. Set my purse down to pee and see my mechanical eraser that Brandon returned next to my phone. The cap was lined with spit, I thought gross here we go. I picked it up and uncapped it to my horror the entire thing filled to the brim with spit. In my shock i moved my hand quickly, some of Brandons spit swirled out of the empty eraser cartridge and into my hand. It was so sticky and near dripping off of my middle finger and one of my rings. I happen to smell it and was surprised it was minty ( I think he had gum earlier) , sitting there pants down I was getting ready to clean up with a tissue and wash up and return to the stall when I had a naughty idea. I stood up with my pants down in the stall, and smeared some of his warm spit from my hand across my lower stomach and getting slutty thoughts about Brandon smearing his pre cum across my belly after finishing me with that giant meat stick! Almost instantly I went from horror to love, I moved the empty spit filled eraser up and with each click a thick warm layer of his spit would glob out and coat my clitoris. I rubbed it so fast after feeling it hit my first orgasm came to me instantly, it was not enough I wanted it inside me! I positioned my back on the closed toilet lid, spread my legs up and with my right hand stretched my labia lip wide open letting me click the rest of his saliva deep into my self. I ended up losing track of time, and getting my eraser at least 2-3 inches in before shooting the last few loads deep inside my womb, pretending the entire time it was his hot jizz spreading it's way through my fertile uterus doing it's job.
Multiple gasm and 8 minutes later, Patricia our secretary walks in on her phone and scares the daylights out of me. I quietly red faced sat in the stall, taking the eraser out of myself, thinking I was a disgusting slut. Immediately regretting my decision and wanting out. After a few more minutes it happened, she left and I got out and returned to my cubicle to find Brandon sitting there! Long story short he wants to go over some things from the project, he is there annoyingly chewing his gum saying something and all I can think about in each wet chew is my pussy smeared across his chubby face, his half boy mustache grinding my clit and that his wet saliva was still coating my pussy and covering my underwear. Then like out of a daydream I heard what he was saying "Gina, can I have it?". Wh- What, I said, he pointed to my desk and said the eraser pen thing I had earlier! Immediately I reached for it in my purse and went to hand it over, and a flood of memory came back, I realized it was completely wet, soaked in my juices with the cap on, ugh!! I changed conversation to our project and watched him almost instantly after grabbing it forget about what he needed it for and start sucking the tip of it again. he clicked the cap off and chewed away not knowing my juices were inside of it now and not his spit. He sucked on it the rest of the day, and went to erase with it and smeared the page, but I assume he chalked it up to his spit. I had a lot to do but through the day I had jolting little micro orgasms watching him smear my scent all over his face.
Almost every day now I lend Brandon pens, or pencils , or erasers and always make sure to ask for them back at the end of the day. I want to take them home and clean them properly :] He may be a little young and annoying, but there is Brandon and a few other co workers that I will enjoy teasing until. At least until, they man up and give good girl Gina a pussy ravaging she needs :]