finger into my pussy. I moan with pleasure and move my hips against him as the rhythm of his tongue gets faster. He reaches up with his free hand and squeezes my right nipple between his thumb and fore-finger so hard that I cry out in pain, but don’t want him to stop.
Just as I am about to give myself over to the orgasm something catches my eye and I see that there is a man standing in one of the apartment windows. He is tall and broad and seems to have one hand inside his trousers. In the other he holds a camcorder, which is pointing at us. I have never really thought of myself as a voyeur but am finding that the presence of this stranger is serving to increase my desire tenfold, and I look straight into the camera as I succumb to my colleague’s touch and come loudly and violently. My colleague raises his head and clocks the man at the window and I notice that he is just as turned on by it as I am.
He climbs onto the desk and hovers over me, his cock rock hard and throbbing, and I see a sheen around his mouth — evidence of where he has just been. My skirt is still up around my waist so I slowly unzip it and ease it over my hips, letting it fall to the ground. My colleague pulls my top over my head and removes his shirt to reveal a ripped physique. I am now naked apart from my pushed-aside g-string, my stockings and my stiletto boots. He reaches his hands beneath my hips and turns me over so that I am on all fours facing the camera and he is behind me. I feel him reach around with one hand and cup my breast before slowly moving his hand up to my hair, pulling my head back so that the camera gets a full view of my breasts.
He guides himself into me from behind, filling me up as he thrusts deeper each time. I lower my head slightly so that I can look at the man in the window and see that he has released his cock from his trousers and is moving his hand vigorously up and down. I am certain that he will have zoomed in as much as his camcorder will allow and I have never before felt so turned on. My colleague reaches his hands around and starts to roughly rub my clitoris and flick my solid nipples. He is pounding himself hard into me, each thrust accompanied by a guttural grunt and I feel myself matching him as I keep my eyes on the man in the window. My colleague’s grunts are getting louder and his thrusts faster, yet I am taken by surprise when he raises a hand and spanks me sharply on my arse. I yelp as the sting rings through me and my breath is taken away. He strikes me again, and again, and another time, each time with more force than the time before whilst his cock pounds into me. I gasp in shock each time his hand connects with my body and grit my teeth, desperate for the new sensation. I feel a second orgasm starting to erupt. My colleague’s thrusts and spanks are getting more and more urgent and as I reach my second climax my colleague lets himself go. We come together with an intensity and ferocity that I have never felt before.
As the orgasm subsides I look out at the apartments and notice the man at the window convulsing as he brings himself to orgasm. He moves away from the window. My colleague withdraws from me and for a few moments we lay side by side on my desk as we catch our breath, laughing, as the reality of what we have just done begins to sink in.
“ Antonia!” One of my friends calls drunkenly as I walk back into the bar ten minutes later, wondering if my dirty secret is written all over my face.
“ You work too hard!” She chastises, as another friend pipes up and teases, “You know what they say, Antonia, all work and no play…” I take their jests with good humour as I sit down amongst them, wincing ever so slightly as my bottom connects with the chair. If only they knew, I think to myself smugly as I pour myself a large glass of Merlot. If only they knew.
