I had a call to go to some company in Center City. Seems their network wasn't communicating with their all-in-one copier/printer/fax machine.
As I came into the office, I thought I recognized the woman across the room. It looked like a pic from a woman who was an online friend. We never met, but were emailing back and forth hoping for a get together for an MMF with her boyfriend.
She appeared busy so I couldn't get a good look without blatantly staring. I did notice she had on a white button down blouse with the first button between her breasts undone, showing nice cleavage. I began to feel a stirring in my pants.
I was startled when a woman greeted me. She saw where my eyes were looking and grinned. She then led me to the copier room to show me the faulty copier. As the door closed she saw me trying to get one more glimpse of her.
"That's Rebecca. I think she may be out of your reach."
With my thought confirmed, I felt my cock start to grow. Since I don't wear underwear, I was a bit nervous that this woman might notice.
"Oh! Why is that?" I asked.
"She's taken and he's about 10 years her junior." She said looking as if apologizing.
As she left, I assessed the trouble. I was quick to find a loose cable and quickly reset it.
As I left the room looking for the same person to who led me in, to sign the paperwork, I noticed Rebecca got up with papers in her hand and seemed to head towards the copier room. She was wearing a black skirt with a nice slit up the left side, showing almost enough thigh to be obscene in the work place. My arousal returned causing some discomfort. As she got close, I turned so she wouldn't see my face.
Before the door closed, I slipped in behind her, unnoticed.
I bent down over my tool bag before she could see me. She was startled as I moved my tools, then she asked "Are you here to fix this thing?"
"Yes I am. I think I got it. Perhaps you might want to find more papers that need copies so I can see if I did resolve the problem."
She left and soon returned with a nice pile of papers. I pretended to be on the phone so I would not have to face her. Why? I have no idea. It just appealed to me.
After about 20 pages were copied, she bent forward to lean on the copier. Her ass seemed to stick out further than normal for that position, but who was I to complain.
Absent-mindedly, my left hand found my crotch as I got harder and harder. My breathing began to get heavy. I saw her stick her ass out a bit more, or was it my horniness and wishful thinking?
She then sighed. It was from boredom, but in my state of arousal, it sounded more like a moan.
I stepped forward. Soon my crotch was so close, that I was actually thinking of rubbing it against her when she moved slightly, causing her ass to rub against me.
