sometimes even I can be surprised  

rm_trompe32 44M
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10/1/2005 1:40 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

sometimes even I can be surprised


So many times you think that the "penthouse" moments only happen in the books. This week I got caught in one. We are a small office in a 30-40 yr old building. For one reason or another we lost power in the entire building during the afternoon. That's no problem upstairs cause there are plenty of windows. In the basement its super dark. I'm the only guy in my office (thankfully or this would be a different blog) so I thought maybe if I trip the circuit breaker everything would come back on. So off I went to the basement and then to the even darker boiler room. I used the light on my cell phone to light the way. I got to the boiler room and to the back where the panels were and my phone started to die. I didn't find the switch and the power went out. Thats when I felt arms go around my waist and hug me. If shit was bricks I would've had a house... But I knew no one was here but the women I work with all 8 of them. I went to grab the hands and they pushed me away. Then one hand went to grab and squeeze my package. Instant hardness for me so I let my mystery woman continue. She went straight for the zipper on my pants and pulled it down. She rubbed my hardening and throbbing cock for a couple of seconds? minutes? I went to reach for her and she whispered, "no touching, only me" I wasn't about to argue. So I relaxed and let her have her way with me. She pulled my cock out and stroked it breathing on it and getting me harder and harder. Pre-cum started oozing out from the head and she used it as lubricant to stroke me. Nice long strokes with a slight twisting motion. She was breathing hard and moaning occasionally. She gave my cockhead a kiss and sucked on me just below the head. After all of the built up tension of my week I shot my cum so hard my legs buckled. She just said, "wait" and kept stroking till I was soft then put my cock back in my pants zipped me up and left. I took some time to enjoy the feeling and realized I was still in the dark and had to make my way out of the boiler room. I did so and got back to the stairs when the power came back on. Upstairs they clapped and said I must've done something right down there. My mind is still racing to know who gave me the great hand action. If I ever find out I'll have to ask her why she didn't do it sooner.

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