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[by Orange]
After my last nudism escapade with an all too risky incident I kept craving for another thrill like that while at the same time I forbade myself from putting myself into such danger again. I still masturbated almost daily to the memory of it and I just wanted more. After some weeks I finally was desperate enough to open up to a good friend and work colleague of mine, Indigo. We´ve known each other for some years already, but although we were used to talk about some more intimate topics from time to time, I threw her off guard by explaining my sexual needs to her. She was surprised for good – and I couldn´t blame her since I had been fulfilling the role of a prude, shy mother for way too long – and also kind of delighted to figure out about those sexual urges of me. Regarding my search for location ideas, Indigo didn´t have to think long because she had one right away: our own workplace – a fairly obvious one to be honest, but one too improper for me to come up with it myself. Yet, once she had brought it up, my lewd mind was all set on it. Despite my visible nervousity which she tried to calm with some encouragement I had in fact already decided to do it.
On the very next friday I spent the whole day at work full of nervous anticipation, constantly weighing whether or not to pull it off. Then, almost six hours after work end, I left home with a cheap excuse and drove back to the office. The bureaus of our business occupy only one floor in a multistorey building in inner city and while I made 100% sure that I would be the only person in our office, several cars on the parking lot showed me that there were still people inside the building. This made me feel even more strained and I was close to call it off, but my tickling naughty urges forced me to move on. I left my car, entered the building with a key Indigo had lent me and went to the second floor. When I stepped out of the elevator and looked at the dark, empty officeplace, my heart rate almost doubled. I could feel my pulse hammering through my neck just on the wondered of what I was about to do. By now there could be no turning back for me anymore.
It almost felt like a trance as I started to undress. I took my time to calmly take off every piece of clothing to lure myself into a faint sense of composure, but it didn´t help a bit. A few moments later it was done; my clothes and shoes were laying infront of the elevator along with my purse and I stood there, fully naked at my workplace. I was so tense that it felt difficult to breath. Still, after doing a few steps in the entrance area and feeling the rough carpet floor underneath my bare feet I got moist incredibly fast. I still had to overcome a lot of hesitation, but finally I started moving more freely and I walked around the place. What started as a short scouting trip to – unnecessarily – check that really nobody was here anymore turned into an almost childish game in which I entered every single room I found unlocked just to be nude in as many places as efficient. It stirred me up until the point where my nipples were so stiff it was almost hurting and my inner thighs were wet with love juice. My initial plan was to stay away from pretty much everything, but less than 5 min into it my brain might aswell had been laying next to my clothes on the floor, because I was so obsessed with perverted sensation that I mindlessly grinded my pussy against anything remotely eligible. I basically left no room ‚unmarked‘ and the longer I did it the more I wanted it.
I had to forcefully pull myself away from raping the 12th or so chair´s armrest and walked back to the entrance lobby with my whole body shivering. Suddenly seeing some shadows in the lit stairwell next to the elevator almost gave me a heart attack and I dropped behind the reception counter. Of course the people walking downstairs outside were just leaving the building without paying the slightest attention to a closed office but still the shock send a thrill through my body that almost made me cum. It just remembered me how irresponsible I was acting and that realisation made me drip.
I got up quickly and started fingering myself while walking around aimlessly. Without really noticing it I ended up in the open employee lounge where I simply stopped right in the middle of the room and groped my breasts while masturbating vigorously. When it finally occured, it hit me like a lightning strike. Just now I was standing in a corner room with big glass fronts at two sides. Right across the streets there was a multistoreyed apartment building with quite a lot of windows still lit. It didn´t matter that I had left the lights out in the lounge because the surrounding light smog of the city was enough to make me visible for any random person taking a look out of the window over there. Everything inside me screamed and I froze out of shock for a second. I wanted nothing more than running out of the lounge and hiding in safety – instead I placed my feet further aside, got in a wide, exposing stance and fingerfucked my leaking pussy hard and fast, all while being completely shocked by myself. I started talking there, not quite yelling but with a raised voice, and in utter disbelief I heard myself begging for someone to see me. The perverted arousal inside me was undeniable, still I just couldn´t believe myself being so shameless. Every move of my fingers sprayed drops of my honey over the floor until I came with an extended, almost animalistic moan.
(Un)luckily throughout my whole presentation, no movement on any of the various windows indicated that I had been spotted. I dragged myself out of the lounge as quickly as my shaking legs would allow and I literally slapped my own face, yelling at myself in my mind. A random look over my shoulder showed me something that distracted me from my own scolding and instantly sent new thrills through my body. I – the quiet, prude and hard to notice office girl – just had masturbated naked in the lounge and now was leaving a messy trail of pussy juice on the floor with every step. If my coworkers would knew – no, if they would see me right now … I gave out another loud moan that echoed through the corridors and pressed my hands on my trembling pussy again. It was 1000% sure that I would never dare to do this lewd stuff here again, so I at least wanted more escalation while it lasted.
I posed just in front of my boss´s office in the main area like some perverse business mascot and spread my dripping pussy lips to present them to an imaginary audience; then I went to the reception counter to step on it and strike more perverted poses, before laying down on the broad surface and groping and fingering myself fiercly. In my horny fever I was already picturing what I wanted to do next – doing it while laying on the big table in the conference room, visiting some people´s rooms again and more –, but then I couldn´t hold back anymore. I just kept laying there on the counter and masturbated fully uncontrolled; I imagined it to be in the middle of the day and me to be surrounded by dozens of workmates staring at their shameless, exhibitionist colleague. When I came I squirted over the counter and beyond and the ecstasy burned through my body like a series of explosions. My whole vision was blurred and filled with sparks and I stayed on the counter to recover from that monster orgasm.
When I woke up it took me a moment to realise where I was, and when I noticed the first traces of sunlight on the windows, I got quite a scare. While running to my clothes and putting them on hastily, I looked at the clock and saw that it was long past 4 am already. If it hadn´t been a saturday, people from work would actually already have found me sleeping naked on the reception counter. The wondered alone sent electric shivers down my spine. I didn´t bother cleaning up any mess I had caused since it would have a whole weekend to dry on its own. In contrast to all my other fears, I fully relied on the belief that I would have been the last person on earth to be suspected on this anyway. As soon as I had came to my senses I just wanted to leave the place as quickly as efficient so to not be caught after all.
In the end it had caused way less commotion than I had suspected. Most people didn´t even see the faint stains that had remained in some spots and those who did weren´t suspecting anything naughty behind it. Only Indigo, who had interrogated me to the last detail during our next talk, knew the truth and everytime she gave me a dirty smile at work, I overflowed with shame aswell as twisted pride. Also, when my son asked me the next day where I had been throughout the whole night, I could easily tell him the truth: I just fell asleep at work.
NSFW: yes
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