As a network consultant, a lot of smaller businesses hire me to come install their network and then maintain the systems. The initial installation is always the hardest because I need pull all the wires. If it's just a simple office area I'll do it myself, running the wires over all the drop ceilings and fishing them through the walls. Usually a couple days is all it takes. Bigger jobs will usually require me to hire one of a couple other firms I know to pull the wires.
This job was a pretty small one. Half a dozen offices behind a dress boutique with office computers and a few small servers. The lady in charge, a Ms. Dempsy, seemed nice enough, not at all hard on the eyes, and her secretary was even hotter, tall slim, great facial features, and oh yes, a nice set of size B tits which were well displayed by what she wore and really great looking legs. In the three visits I had to the location so far, I hadn't seen her in anything but a mini-skirt and low cut blouse. Come to think of it, pretty much all of the ladies I had seen in the offices were good looking and wearing very high end fashionable dresses. I figured that they were connected to the boutique and got a really good discount.
I arrived with my rolls of wire and tools to get started on a Tuesday. The initial part of the job wasn't too hard, pull wires around the ceiling space by moving from office to office and throwing the wire through the ceiling space created by the dropped ceiling and then fish them down into the walls to boxes under the desks through holes I make. Pretty routine stuff, if not a bit warm due to effort and working up in the hot ceiling spaces.
As the day wore on it got pretty warm with half of me sticking up into the ceiling space or crawling around on the floor under the desks. I was used to it though and had worn a pair of shorts to try to stay comfortable. What I hadn't counted on was just exactly how good the ladies in the offices looked, and I felt like I was continually hiding or readjusting my hardon. I caught a couple of the ladies checking me out and even flashing me a bit more than was necessary as I was on or coming down the ladders. As I was laying under one desk trying to fish the wire out the hole I had cut in the drywall, I looked out before sliding from under the desk, and was surprised to see a pretty good looking lady sitting in the desk chair, leaning over watching me. The way she was leaning, her tits were squeezed up on her chest until they were about to fall out of her top, and her legs were spread wide enough that I could easily see what appeared to be a red lace panty with some brown curls sticking through, and stockings, rather than pantyhose. I have to admit I did stare long enough to tell that she had a pretty large wet spot on the crotch of those panties, which of course made my dick grow hard one more time.
The day had gone pretty much that way until lunch, when I decided it was time to take a break and eat. I looked around for a bathroom, and only found one.
"Does anyone mind if I use the bathroom? It looks like there's only a ladies room." I asked the secretary.
"Oh sure. We only have one back here, but then we're all ladies!" She said with a huge grin. "By the way. I'm Angie."
"Hi Angie, I'm Mike. " I replied as I took the hand she offered before heading back to wash up and take care of my business. I closed the door, and not finding any lock, shrugged and washed my hands. There were two stalls in addition to the sink, a rather large shower stall with a chair visible inside the clear glass cube, and a fairly large sofa, which had me a bit baffled, but then I wasn't used to using ladies rooms. I stepped into a stall and closed the door. I was sitting down with my shorts around my ankles when I heard the door open. Not wanting to cause any problem I called out.
"Just be warned, I'm in here."
"Oh, no problem. I don't mind." I heard a very feminine voice say. I looked at the floor under the door and saw the feet go to the next stall. I figured that I might as well keep my visit short and leave her to her privacy when I saw a pair of red heels kick off. I recognized them as belonging to a very good looking woman from one of the offices. I guessed she was about thirty, fairly well built, with a very pretty face and short cropped dark hair. Her arms looked like she worked out regularly and were also well tanned. If I wasn't married I probably would have looked to try to get into her dress, even if she was a bit younger than I was.
I was about to get up when I saw her feet on the floor turn to face away from the toilet and a tiny red thong panty fall to her ankles. It didn't take my dick long to respond to two facts. First she had to be sitting half naked next to me, and second, her pantyhose weren't, they were stockings, which always turned me on.
"So what do you guys do here?" I asked, trying to be sociable in what felt kind of awkward to me.
"You saw the little shop out front? We design all the clothes in there."
"You mean the dresses?" I asked, recalling looking at the price on one of the dresses and nearly falling over in shock.
"Oh not just the dresses. Also all the lingerie too."
"Oh. Like the nighties and stuff?" I asked remembering a rack along the back of much more delicate stuff than dresses.
"Uh huh." She said as she reached down and pulled her panties off over her feet. Her hand disappeared and a moment later the tiny thong panty flew over the top of the partition between us and landed on me. "This is one of my designs It was done for a particular customer who wanted to really show off her features, if you know what I mean." She said with a smile in her voice.
I picked the tiny material off my shoulder and held it out to look at it. It was a very delicate red lace triangle, held together by several small silky straps. It looked as if it wouldn't really hide much at all.
"Very sexy." I answered, my hardening dick growing until it was sticking up between my legs, encouraged by the scent of her pussy on the tiny bit of material. I held them down below the partition for her.
"Oh, no you can keep them." She said as she stood up. "I don't wear them at the gym anyway."
She opened the door of the stall and stepped out. I heard her wash her hands and decided it was time to leave. I stood up, tried to tuck my hard dick into my pants, mostly unsuccessfully, and then opened the door. I was fully expecting to be alone in the bathroom, but to my surprise the lady from the next stall was standing next to the sofa, completely naked except for a pair of white cotton socks, her dress and stockings tossed on the sofa.
"Oh damn." I mumbled, trying to back into the stall again.
"Oh, no, come on out, it's ok." She said over her shoulder. "I'm not bashful." From where I was standing I could see every inch of her body from her perky b cup breasts to her brown curly bush. "Just a hazard of a single bathroom. I'm just changing to go to the gym." She said as she pulled a stretchy top over her head and down over her tits, leaving her only naked below the waist. She turned around and bent over, stepping into a pair of workout pants which she had to work up her legs they were so snug. "I hope it doesn't bother you to share a bathroom with us." She said as she stayed bent over, working the tight material up her legs, her pussy sticking out at me invitingly.
"Um not at all." I said, trying to ignore the twitching in my dick.
"Good!" she said a she finally stood straight up and pulled the black material up over her firm ass. She turned bent over again, putting her shoes on and tying them, her pussy, now covered in the stretchy material, no less prominent. "Hope to see more of you later." She said with a grin a she turned to leave.
After she left I quickly stuffed my hand down into my shorts to try to put my dick someplace a bit more comfortable, and was shocked when she stuck her head back into the door, catching me that way.
"I forgot to tell you... I'm Mary, third office over... Nice dick by the way." She said with a grin before disappearing again.
It was at least a minute before I managed to get enough control of myself to walk out of the bathroom.
"I see Mary introduced herself." Angie said with a smile as I walked out of the bathroom.
