A Special Service from the Service Desk Girl

March 6, 2009

Dear Diary…

Yesterday was a long day.  I had to walk all over town taking care of different things.  My first stop was the local council offices, I had to get some housing issues sorted.

While there I saw a few pretty girls.  One who, like me, was waiting to be taken into one of the small cubicle rooms for interview, was was a rather tall brunette girl, wearing tight fitting washed denim jeans that showed off her long shapely legs and pert ass.  She wore a tight pink, ribbed vest top that accentuated large boobs but showed no cleavage.  Her hair was lightly permed, but tied back in a pony tale.  I did not get a good look at her face, but I did see that her lip was pierced as was her nose and eye-brow.

The potential for a masturbatory fantasy later on in the day ended their.  I find facial piercings a big turn off.

Another girl, probably about 19 years old, skinny with a decent rack on her, sat behind the service desk looking up at me from behind a pair of thin, delicate reading glasses.

She wore a tight, black top that revealed no skin at all, and smart trousers.  Her hair was dyed a very deep shade of brown, almost black, and fell straight to just above her shoulders.  She was pretty, and very prim.

She spoke with a meek voice, barely audible above the already quiet waiting area, and I found that to be rather cute.  I thought to myself, while I stood in front of her at that service desk, how I’d love to mess her up – sweaty, dribbling her juices while she ate my cum.

As I sat awaiting my turn I watched the receptionist work.  At one point she stood up, turned and walked to the photocopier.  Her ass was wide but high.  Something to hold on to I thought to myself.

I felt by dick coming to life, and realised at that moment that I ought to stop looking at and thinking about this girl, otherwise in a minute I’d have to stand with my cock straining to get lose and the old woman sitting opposite me, even with her likely poor vision, would certainly notice!

I kept the service desk girl in my mind until later this evening.  After the house was dark and the wife was asleep, I pulled back the bed covers and started thinking of the service desk girl, while reaching to the side and playing with my wife’s big, naked tits.  I like wanking off in the night while laying with her big jugs and thinking of somebody else, it makes the experience a whole lot more fun!

My hard dick was straining in my hand while I jerked off, the service desk girl on my mind the whole time.  She had pulled off her tight black top to reveal two shapely breast (no bra) each topped with a hard nipple.  Her skin was white as milk, which was accentuated by her black, sating panties which she pulled to the left to reveal a hairy bush. 

I could see the glint of wetness on her pubic hair as she shoved three fingers hard into her muff, and pulled them out again, sucking each finger one at a time deep into her mouth.  Once again she shoved three long fingers into her damp mound, this time moving them in and out, in and out, crying out in pleasure as she watched me jerk off too.

She tore off her panties in one swift motion, then lay upon the cold slate floor, raising her hips she continued her furious masturbation, pummelling her pussy hard with her fingers.  She screamed as she came, and I came too, shooting my load all over her creamy body.  She rubbed the white batter into her skin then licked her fingers clean before reaching up to grab my cock and pull it into her mouth.  She gave me one long, hard suck, draining the last dregs of semen from my dick and disappeared.

I looked over at my wife, who continued to sleep, uninterrupted by my tit grabbing.  I looked at her tits and saw splashes of my cum all over them.  I thought about how to best go about cleaning her tits up, then thought fuck it.  I turned over and fell asleep.


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