Mens Room
It was a typical boring Monday morning. The weekend had come and
gone and here I was back at the “old grind”. My in-basket was
piled high with memos and junk mail to sort through. I went down
to the lounge to get my morning coffee and on my way back I
thought I would stop off at the men’s room to milk my python.
I had always dreamed of the things that could happen in the
company men’s room but today the dreams were going to be more
real than I could ever imagine.
As I walked through the door I could hear a slight moaning sound
coming from the oversized handi-capped stall at the end. At
first I thought it must have been someone who had a worse weekend
than I had. I walked over to use the urinal and after unzipping
my fly and grasping hold of my rod, it happened. Something in my
mind told me that the sound I had heard wasn’t a painful moaning
but a moaning that comes from shear erotic pleasure. Just then,
I heard it again. This time it was even more distinct than the
first time. Again it happened. By now I was more curious than a
weasel outside a chicken coop. I just had to investigate.
Without even putting my cock back in my pants, I walked to the
end stall. I gently peered through the crack in the doorway and
there sitting on the toilet seat was the cutest little blonde I
had ever laid eyes on. How she got there will continue to be a
mystery but let’s get back to things at hand. She was sitting
there with her dress pulled up and she had a large cucumber in
her right hand that she was slowly pumping in and out of her wet
crack. Her eyes were closed and she was so far into her
encounter that I really didn’t want to make myself known. I
stood there for what seemed to be an eternity. Needless to say
my limp snake had heard the call of the wild and was up and ready
for battle. It was about all I could do to hold back from
blasting a hole through that stall door. Maybe it was the sound
of my shoes on the tile floor or maybe my stifled moaning, but
she finally came back to Earth and noticed me standing outside
the stall. I thought she would scream or something terrible like
that and I had visions of the CEO coming in and firing me. But
it didn’t happen anything like that. She slowly leaned forward
and smiled as she open the door and motioned to me to come inside
and service her. Being the gentleman that I am, I couldn’t deny
her request.
After entering the stall and locking the door, I learned why she
picked that particular place. You see, the handicap stall is so
nice and roomy that we could have an orgy in there and no one
would be the wiser. She first took me by the hand and led me
…End of the part1. To be continued..
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