Not Safe For Work Ch. 01

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This story is about a dominant t-girl and her secret girlfriend at the workplace. The full story involves masturbation, blowjobs and anal sex at the office, with a little bit of exhibitionism. All of the scenes are consensual.

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Glossy lips, white shirt and a black skirt. For me, that was good enough… although it isn’t my call to wear this outfit.

Today was just another regular morning at the office. As usual, the moment I walked in, every man and woman looked at me with lust in their eyes, greeting me with the same overacted tone. “Good morning, Miss Nina” they say whilst sipping their coffee, pretending their lack of interest. But I won’t lie saying that I don’t like the attention, however, as much as I love it, I only have eyes for one girl who was brave enough to admit it.

And right now, she’s running late.

We’ve met two years ago in this very office, and now, not a single soul in here is aware that we live together. Though I pity her for having a hard time sleeping, I’m still her boss, and discipline must be applied. I’ve also grown accustomed to daily morning sex since she moved in, so we missed it today… And I’m going through the consequences of it. It was already difficult riding the subway here, and the bulge on my skirt just wouldn’t go away…

I tried everything to keep the tuck in place, but it was a waste. There was no other choice, but to give in.

Being a hobbyist filmmaker, I always bring with me a small video camera, just in case I’d like to catch something good. So, I grabbed my purse and went to the bathroom. First order of business was making sure I was alone, so I opened every stall before locking myself inside. Then, after one glance at my red hair in the mirror, I switched from being her horny girlfriend into her perverted boss.

I placed the purse next to the sink and held the camera on my right hand. After biting my lips for a little türkçe bahis bit, I hit record. For the first few seconds I only acted cute in the mirror, teasing my reflection into doing something more than just staring at me. I made sure my bulge between my legs was as visible as my nipples through my shirt. And when I lifted a bit of my skirt, I smiled.

A glimpse of my panties was caught, and my ladyhood tried to escape from its snug fit right away. It wasn’t any surprise, as she already has seen my cock more than once, but a video like this is something she won’t be expecting on her inbox when she shows up here.

“Well, Zoey,” I whispered at the same time I lifted my chest, “you kept sleeping until late… And so, you’re running late. Now, come to my office at the end of the day.”

With a perverted smile, I unbuttoned my shirt only at chest height, letting my boobs breathe. And, lord, I was more turned on that I thought. The last time my nipples were this hard was when she gave me her anal virginity. Remembering that made me hornier.

I reached under, and slowly took off my panties, until my cock was the one who lifted my skirt for me. I caressed it for a bit, seeing my reflection with a smile.

“You’re probably wondering… ‘Nina, what is it that you’re doing?’ right?” I chuckled, and then I bit my lip. “Well, for now, I’m showing you what you missed this morning.”

I grabbed my shaft whole and thrusted my hips inwards hard, letting out a couple of moans and giggles, thinking it was her having a talk with my ladyhood. “I don’t like to do this on my own,” I sighed. “So, again, you’ll see me at my office at the end of the day.”

I blew a kiss at my reflection and stopped recording. I still was horny, and I didn’t want to stop. However, I grabbed my phone and took a couple of selfies and dickpics just for her. The thought of her checking her messages on the subway iddaa siteleri only to see my junk first before the rest of me naked just made me laugh. I could feel her blood rush to her cheeks the same way I can feel mine going through my hips.

After snapping around 20 photos, I sent her two waited for her response. I rubbed tips against my reflection and kept working myself up until I received a message from Zoey. “Nina!” And then, three blushed emojis. “I’m at the subway, please!”

“You better bring your sweet ass to work right now, or I’ll fire you” I said, throwing another nude.

The answer was more blused emojis, with peaches and tongues.

“Don’t turn me on, please… I think someone is checking my phone too…”

“Sorry, honey. I can’t do anything about that,” and a dickpic was attached to the text.

I grabbed the video camera again and resumed filming. Maybe she wasn’t, but in my head, she was already pleasing herself looking at my photos in public. You’d think she’ll get an indecent exposure charge on her, but my guess is that everyone on that train will enjoy the show. That’s one of the advantages of being the boss lady around here: you get a private office, and your employees don’t.

The phone rang again, and I answered it as I kept filming. She was on a bathroom stall on a station, with her breasts out in the open, and one hand between her legs.

“Is this what you want from me, boss? To touch myself in public?”

“Honestly, I wanted you to do that inside the train.”

“You bitch…”

I left my phone again and kept concentrating on filming. The chat was open, and she was answering back with nudes that I caught some glimpses on, but I couldn’t distinguish too well. Whatever she was doing inside that bathroom just made me desire for her more.

We could be together here, fucking against the mirror with the door open. Her deneme bonusu veren siteler shyness and my fear of getting caught just turned me on more and more, to the point I couldn’t stop touching myself. I was already feeling the rushes; my body was trembling as I reached the point of no return.

“I’m not going to forgive you for this” I moaned, as I kept going.

I pointed the camera back and forth from my crotch up to the mirror. I even closed up on my face as I shivered. My body was sensible, and I needed more than one hand to treat every point. If she was the one giving me a handjob, I’d be massaging my tits. However, knowing myself, her hands wouldn’t be enough, so I’ll end up locking my legs on her head and using her throat until I exploded.

I started to moan more often, and louder. I could feel my entire body tingling, so I went closer to the mirror just on the nick of time. The explosion was instant, and messy. All of my eight inches were completely gone from the reflection. Only my juices remained.

I laughed, and then I jacked off a little bit more, before putting my tip against the white stain. Somehow, I was still hard and wanted to go for another round… but that has to wait for a while. I must go back to work, before someone starts looking for me, or tries to use the bathroom, or both. I took a picture of the mess with my letter opener on the frame and sent it to Zoey with the caption “you’re next.” Then, I filmed a pan from my hips all the way up to my face. I blew a kiss to the camera and whispered the same words I put on the message.

Everything went back to my purse. I fixed myself back to normal and went out of the bathroom, and straight into my office, just in time to do catch up from yesterday’s business, and pass out an overdue memo to my employees. Zoey arrived fifteen minutes later, and I had to reprimand her for that. Nothing personal; it was just to keep the appearances. Plus I’m still her boss, so there wasn’t anything I could do. Besides, there are cameras that get our hour of arrival, so lying about it is pointless.

The morning went normal until it hit me, right before lunch: I forgot to clean up the mirror on the women’s bathroom.

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