"Oh that feels good." Steve Fox said to himself as he stroked his hard cock.
Normally, sitting in the large boardroom of the brokerage house where he worked was the last place he would've considered masturbating. If things had gone the way he'd originally planned, the 19 year old mailroom clerk would've instead been up in the main conference room pounding the hell out of his new girlfriend Tammy.
He'd planned tonight's encounter for weeks. The 34th floor conference room, which as a mail clerk he had the keys, was a great place to take a date. It had four oversized couches and a giant room length window that faced New York Harbor. On a Friday night like tonight, even the cleaning crew was gone by nine.
Everything was ready, he had his tape player with the right music. Wine and munchies chilled and heated up in the kitchenette. It sure beat checking into a cheap motel.
No girl he had ever brought up there had failed to put out. Tammy would've been no exception. The only flaw in his plan was that unknown to him, Tammy's best friend was Rhonda Jo Zuckerman. And Rhonda had been Steve's guest two months before.
How was he to know that Rhonda and Tammy would have lunch together this afternoon. Or that Tammy would mention her date that evening. So much for a night of passion.
When Tammy hadn't shown up at 09:30 like she promised, Steve called her house. He was not so politely told that she had no wish to become another notch on his couch.
Which brought him to his current plight. Still horny and with no place to go, Steve had remember old man Fergeson's dirty book collection hidden in the bottom draw of his desk. He was always forgetting to lock the desk and tonight proved no exception. It wasn't long before he had a major league hard on.
Soon with only the gentle hum of the sign line still showing the closing prices of various stocks for company, Steve leaned back in Fergeson's oversized padded chair and began to flip thought the old man's latest acquisition of teen age nudes from Europe.
"Damn this stuff is hot!" Steve said as he looked at one particular big breasted blonde.
Finishing the book of underage beauties, Steve quickly reached into the draw for another. This one was better than the first, consisting of dozens of graphic color photos of various sexual acts. Couples, threesomes, and even lesbians in action. Steve wondered of he could get away with taking this book home with him.
By the time Steve unzipped his pants and let his cock burst free, he was sure that it was going to explode with the slightest touch. Gently he began to stroke it, closing his eyes and imagining himself in the magazine spread out on the desk.
"Oh Baby, yes...." He murmured as he ran his closed fist up and down his engorged cock.
The blonde haired boy could feel the coming explosion building in his balls. He slowed down his motions, wanting to savor every moment. A small drop of precum covered his cockhead, a harbinger of what was to come.
Wanting to see the photos one more time, Steve spun around in the chair and opened his eyes.
