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Executive Asst Caught in a Moment of Self Pleaure

Date: 2/26/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

watched as she sauntered past me and out the same door she had just entered. I could imagine what it would be like to grab her cute butt and squeeze it. Yvonne rejoined me in the conference room. The pizza was great comfort food and a common denominator. In the space of a few minutes, I leaned that Yvonne only lived with her boyfriend out of necessity. She didn’t make enough to cover the rent and while she and her boyfriend had once been torrid lovers, their living arrangement was more of a necessity than a convenience. Yvonne confided that she and her boyfriend hadn’t had sex in more than a year, which according to her was perfectly fine, since he was “a bit immature”. “If I could ever find a real man, “I’d dump him in a heartbeat,” Yvonne confided. Ten fifteen came and went. I tried to email my contact. I also tried to call him. Yvonne yawned and I told her she was free to go home. She leaned back in the leather chair. “I’m here for the long haul,” she remarked. Yvonne leaned back in the conference room chair and closed her eyes. I slipped out of the conference room and back into my office. About eleven thirty, I peeked into the conference room. Yvonne had dimmed the lights and I could see she had covered herself, partially, with her blazer. I was about to leave when I noticed her move, ever so slightly. Her eyes were closed. It was at this point, I noticed Yvonne’s button-down blouse was untucked from her skirt and several of the top buttons were unfastened, exposing a ... good portion of her black brassiere and her cleavage. Yvonne’s skirt was scrunched up around her waist and her hands were buried deep into her underwear. I didn’t dare move, afraid she might notice me. I grew excited watching Yvonne pleasure herself. Suddenly, her huge brown eyes flickered open and upon seeing me standing just a few feet away, she shrieked. “Oh my gawd!” she exclaimed, quickly trying to re-arrange herself and grabbing her blazer to cover up. “I’m so very sorry,” she apologized, “I don’t know what came over me.” I smiled as I approached where she sat. I pulled up a conference room chair and sat down directly in front of her. “Are you going to turn me in?” Yvonne inquired, clutching her blazer in her fists. “No,” I remarked, “as long as you don’t turn me in either.” “Why would I do that?” Yvonne inquired. I reached out and lightly pulled at her blazer, which she dutifully clutched in her fists, up under her chin. “We’re both grown adults,” I remarked. “If you have a need, I might have an answer.” I pulled again on Yvonne’s blazer. Yvonne let go and I placed the blazer on the conference room table. She crossed her arms over her partially exposed breasts. She crossed her legs at the ankles and pulled them up under the chair in which she sat. I leaned forward and placed a lone finger on her knee. “I think you may have a special need I can help you with,” I remarked. Yvonne sat in silence, unsure of what to do or say. “Look,” I remarked, “You don’t have to . .if you ...