Here I sit, bored at work in my own office and my mind starts to wander, thinking about naughty things.
Mmm then my hands start to wander, pushing up my skirt, running my hands over my stocking clad thighs, and I can feel my pussy starting to moisten. I push my thong to one slide and rub my fingers over my clit, losing myself in the moment but always listening in case anyone walks down the corridor. Using my wetness as lubrication I bring myself to a shuddering orgasm. Mmmm. Now my frustration has gone I can finally concentrate on doing some work.
Well at least until I get the urge to do it again anyway. Now if only I could find a dinnertime shag, now that really would be the icing on the cake for Friday 13th .....
