- Thu Jan 23, 2014 5:52 am
#35337
This happened just yesterday, and I'm still so worked-up about it. Recently, I've been doing temp work. My most recent job assignment was as a sales associate for new homes. I'm in the sales office, which is one of the model floor plans, and I work alone. There are two other models, and my job is to basically greet potential buyers, develope a rapport with them, answer questions, and see them through the sales process, if they want to buy. During the week its really slow, and sometimes there is no traffic at all for hours on end. At least not from people looking to buy. But I do get frequent visits from a few of the construction guys, who are busy building the houses just about a couple blocks away. They pretend to have some chore which brings them by, but I know they're just wanting to check me out. So I give them reasons to do so, and dress to tease, but stay within the bounds of professionalism. A pattern has developed where I can expect one of the guys to come by at the start of the day, and the rest will follow in intervals. Although its gotten predictable, I still get a kick out of it. But the last couple days less guys came by, and I found out that the foreman had gotten on their cases about being behind schedule. Although this didn't stop the visits, and I could always count on the same guy being the first to stop by in the morning. I think he had more seniority than the rest, and I think he acted like the scout for the rest of the boys.
Yesterday, I was feeling especially in the mood to tease and wore a short skirt suit, thigh-highs and matching heels. I rarely wear panties, and didn't even though the slit in the back of the skirt went up to about 3 inches away from exposing my ass while standing. I knew my stocking tops could be seen from behind as I walked, and when I sat down. I was feeling sexy, and horny to say the least.
I got to work earlier than usual, and wasn't expecting anyone as we weren't open yet, and was bent over the file cabinet pulling some files when I sensed or heard something. I turned, and there was the scout guy, with his eyes bulging out and his mouth hanging open. I acted innocent, and said good morning with a smile like I usually do, and he croaked out something and quickly left. The fact that he had seen my bare ass and the thought that he was now telling the others pushed me to wanting to relieve the building tension, but I had an appointment coming up, and it would have to wait.
My meeting with a buyer went quickly, and since I expected it would be slow, I thought it the perfect time to indulge in something I've been tempted to do since I started working here. I went to the model furthest from my office, and up to the bedroom. I thought I'd just lay back in the bed, and play with my pussy until I came, but looking at myself in the mirrored closet doors, and bending over as I had done earlier to see what he had seen. I got even hornier, and stripped-off everything buy my heels. I really like looking at myself when I get like this, and I like how I look in nothing buy heels. Then I laid myself down, and was really in my own world when I heard voices downstairs, and the conversation continued as they made their way up the stairs. To say I was freaked-out would be a big understatement. For a split moment I was so terrified, that I couldn't think or move. Then I did the only thing I could think of doing. I grabbed my clothes and hid in the closet. I slowly slid to close it, but couldn't do it all the way because they walked into the room. There I was crouched down, in nothing buy my heels, with my pussy wet and drippy. I realized I was gripping my clothes tightly in a bundle, and was hardly breathing. I was just 2 inches away from sliding the closet door totally shut, and I could see part of the bed, and hear everything they said. It was the foremen, my voyeur-scout, and another one of my frequent visitors. The foreman was telling the other two what maintenance needed to be done in the room, and as he talked, he was smoothing out the bed spread, which I had messed-up. I just hope his hand didn't run over the wet spot I'm sure was there. Oh, I was cursing myself for being so stupid, and was praying that I wouldn't be discovered.
Shortly, the foreman left, and then the other two started talking about me. I heard the scout tell the other about seeing my ass, and hairy pussy. That surprised me....the part about seeing my pussy, that is. Then they started talking about how they wanted to fuck me, and all the other things they wanted to do. I imagine it was typical boy locker room talk, but I really liked hearing it. They sounded so confident and sure, and were really graphic and nasty . I found that I wasn't panicky anymore, and was stroking my pussy as I squatted there. Then the foreman called-out, and they left the room. I guess to go over other work areas. I could hear them downstairs, as I continued fingering my pussy. I came just as they left out the front door, and allowed myself to let out a satisfying shriek of pleasure, but not to loud. I got dressed, and all my clothes were wrinkled, LOL. Lots of them came by to see me, and the ones I liked, I let them see a little too. LOL.
Yesterday, I was feeling especially in the mood to tease and wore a short skirt suit, thigh-highs and matching heels. I rarely wear panties, and didn't even though the slit in the back of the skirt went up to about 3 inches away from exposing my ass while standing. I knew my stocking tops could be seen from behind as I walked, and when I sat down. I was feeling sexy, and horny to say the least.
I got to work earlier than usual, and wasn't expecting anyone as we weren't open yet, and was bent over the file cabinet pulling some files when I sensed or heard something. I turned, and there was the scout guy, with his eyes bulging out and his mouth hanging open. I acted innocent, and said good morning with a smile like I usually do, and he croaked out something and quickly left. The fact that he had seen my bare ass and the thought that he was now telling the others pushed me to wanting to relieve the building tension, but I had an appointment coming up, and it would have to wait.
My meeting with a buyer went quickly, and since I expected it would be slow, I thought it the perfect time to indulge in something I've been tempted to do since I started working here. I went to the model furthest from my office, and up to the bedroom. I thought I'd just lay back in the bed, and play with my pussy until I came, but looking at myself in the mirrored closet doors, and bending over as I had done earlier to see what he had seen. I got even hornier, and stripped-off everything buy my heels. I really like looking at myself when I get like this, and I like how I look in nothing buy heels. Then I laid myself down, and was really in my own world when I heard voices downstairs, and the conversation continued as they made their way up the stairs. To say I was freaked-out would be a big understatement. For a split moment I was so terrified, that I couldn't think or move. Then I did the only thing I could think of doing. I grabbed my clothes and hid in the closet. I slowly slid to close it, but couldn't do it all the way because they walked into the room. There I was crouched down, in nothing buy my heels, with my pussy wet and drippy. I realized I was gripping my clothes tightly in a bundle, and was hardly breathing. I was just 2 inches away from sliding the closet door totally shut, and I could see part of the bed, and hear everything they said. It was the foremen, my voyeur-scout, and another one of my frequent visitors. The foreman was telling the other two what maintenance needed to be done in the room, and as he talked, he was smoothing out the bed spread, which I had messed-up. I just hope his hand didn't run over the wet spot I'm sure was there. Oh, I was cursing myself for being so stupid, and was praying that I wouldn't be discovered.
Shortly, the foreman left, and then the other two started talking about me. I heard the scout tell the other about seeing my ass, and hairy pussy. That surprised me....the part about seeing my pussy, that is. Then they started talking about how they wanted to fuck me, and all the other things they wanted to do. I imagine it was typical boy locker room talk, but I really liked hearing it. They sounded so confident and sure, and were really graphic and nasty . I found that I wasn't panicky anymore, and was stroking my pussy as I squatted there. Then the foreman called-out, and they left the room. I guess to go over other work areas. I could hear them downstairs, as I continued fingering my pussy. I came just as they left out the front door, and allowed myself to let out a satisfying shriek of pleasure, but not to loud. I got dressed, and all my clothes were wrinkled, LOL. Lots of them came by to see me, and the ones I liked, I let them see a little too. LOL.