Nothin' but the dog in me...  

fieldsofdaisy 41F
1343 posts
9/6/2006 2:17 pm

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Nothin' but the dog in me...


I'm finding myself in quite a dilemma right now.

I am sitting at my desk at work. We're understaffed today, so I am stuck at my desk, unable to take a break.

And, I am horny as fuck.

Now, usually, I can handle this situation realtively well. I try to do some busywork, take my mind off of it. I try to think about absolutely anything else, something to try to help me ignore the increasing ache.

It is NOT working today. NOTHING is helping.

So. Here I am. Praying the day will go by faster. I'm rocking a tiny bit in my chair, trying to get the seam of my pants to align oh-so-perfectly with my clit, in an attempt at just a bit of relief. Which, of course, has only succeeded in making it worse. As it gives me just the teensiest bit of pleasure, bringing the blood flowing to the area, a slight flush to my face. But, not enough sensation to actually satisfy.

ACK. And, it doesn't help that one of the sexiest, BEST songs to fuck by just came on my mp3 player!!

I know you're thinking, 'Why doesn't she just go to the bathroom for a bit?' My response? 'Oh, sweetie. You can bet that sweet ass of yours that IF I could get in that bathroom for anything more than a light-speed pee break, I'd do it in a split second!' (and, unfortunately, I would need more than a light-speed pee break amount of time to complete the transaction. At least, without one of my toys... Think anyone would notice that buzzing sound echoing in there??? )

I'd probably be settled in the last stall, on the very edge of the seat, pants slid down my taut, tanned thighs, legs slightly spread. My hand inching it's way down my belly, my head tipped back, my eyes fluttering closed as my fingers made first, delicious contact with my swollen clit. Light panting breaths, struggling to not make any sounds that might alert a co-worker to my activities. Biting my lip to hold in the moans as the waves of pleasure reach a crescendo, crashing over me, my body locking in paroxysms of pleasure as my orgasm overtakes me, blotting out the fluorescent lighting, the sounds of running water and idle chatter. Until I become aware again of my surroundings, my heart slowing, breathing easing. Waiting for the restroom to empty, just in case someone DID hear me. Before strolling out languidly, a relaxed, slightly devilish smile curving across my face as I settle back into my chair, focusing on my work anew.

Sigh...

And, yes, the thought of merely shoving random cutie-boy co-worker into the supply closet and having my naughty, naughty way with him absolutely crossed my mind. Several times, in fact. Over and over. And over. And over.

Damn. Maybe I should go home early...

xoxo,
Daisy


P.S. Yes. I did in fact write this while at work today! No. I'm not at work at the time of posting. By the time I post this, I will have taken care of all 'business' that needed to be taken care of, and will be sitting at my home computer with that relaxed, slightly devilish smile...

P.P.S. My short-lived experiment with wife-hunting has failed miserably. Seems that none of them were interested in being my household slave. Go fig.

P.P.P.S. I think I might have finally found a pair of VERY cute jeans that are actually LONG enough for tall ole me!!!! Please, please, please send a prayer up to the Shrinkage Gods that when they are washed for the first time, they don't' shrink too much? For I will be utterly crushed and despondent if they do. My heart will be broken. Agh! The stress! The anxiety! Pray for my jeans.

P.P.P.P.S. They have been doing lots and lots of construction in the areas surrounding my building, as of late. Of course, this means lots and lots of construction workers... But, that's not what this post-script is about. There is this strange sound coming in through the windows. It never stops. Never changes. And, it is beginning to drive me quite mad!!!! I know it's construction related, but OMG. Stop it already!!!

P.P.P.P.P.S. Interesting convo with favorite co-worker today. We've decided that it's SO much easier/nicer working in an office that is made up of mostly men! No drama. No cattiness. It's a beautiful thing! The few ladies that work here in my office, all get along beautifully. Because we gotta stick together, right?? To work with all of these boys!! (Shhhhh... Let's not even acknowledge it today, ok? If we do, we might scare it away. Just rest comfortably in the knowledge that I have finally done it. I have won. I have succeeded. I am the queen. I am a rock star. I am the end all, be all of ALL post-scripts. Worship at my feet, peons. WORSHIP ME! )

NakedLnch 48M

9/6/2006 4:15 pm

Oh my God, what a HOT description of you fucking yourself. And that orgasm, fuck man, I really wish we guys could have 'em like that. It sounds so. . . well. . .orgasmic!

I've tried to rub on the seam of my pants, it never does anything but cause my boxers to crawl up for some reason.

P.P.S. Sorry to hear that the wife hunting is going tits up.

Great post!!


rm_agathon12 46M
1311 posts
9/6/2006 6:03 pm

I kept trying to submit my resume but it always bounced back. Perhaps I have the wrong email address...


marriedsex6419 52M

9/7/2006 4:06 am

Wow...I need an employee like you...


VATraveler1948 68M

9/7/2006 1:05 pm

Your post has given me inspiration... thank god I work from a home office.


MajorEasy 46M
2693 posts
9/9/2006 2:07 pm

Errrmmm...sweetie...if you do...please make sure you wash your hands after...
&
You got an opening for that 'random cutie-boy co-worker' position??


. . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...
There is no use getting, into heavy petting
it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting.....
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Wordsmith2004 36M
7233 posts
9/9/2006 5:00 pm

And, I am horny as fuck.

and it is only now that you begin to TRULY understand the male "mind"



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