One Friday afternoon at about 4:30, I needed to get some more paper clips.  I made my way to the office stockroom which is located just down the hallway from our main reception area.

I walked into the stockroom and turned on the light.  I hadn't been in there since I returned from holiday and immediately noticed someone had moved things around.  'Bloody typical!' I thought.  I noticed that the paper had been moved to the floor and the smaller boxed type items had been put on the shelves that went from head height to about seven feet high. Just my luck, I thought as paper clips were now nowhere to be seen.  I moved the stepladder from it's resting place and slid it along the floor.  Things couldn't get much worse, or could they?  As I slid the ladder along the floor I managed to catch it on one of my stockings and yep I was now in possession of 2 ladders.  Cussing under my breath, I ran my hand along my slender stocking's leg to feel the extent of the damage.

I started to climb up the ladder to locate the paper clips and found my self at full stretch, with my fairly short skirt tight against my bum when one of the managers walked in.  I could picture his face as he was greeted to my tight ass pushing against the flimsy material of my skirt and my stocking tops showing, one laddered. He must have thought I looked a  right tart (now now!)  Although not embarrassed, his arrival unsteadied me and I found myself hanging off the shelves, ladder clattering to the floor, with my legs almost swinging apart into an Ariel style splits.

I heard a muttered laugh followed by a boyish giggle and felt his strong arms cup my thighs and waist. As he lowered me down to planet earth, my skirt must have caught on his belt buckle and found itself wrapped around my waist. What a site. For what seemed like ages we just stared at each other, grinning before bursting into laughter.

His name was Roger, one of the senior accountant managers but still looked horny as fuck for 40.  He asked if I was okay and I replied that I was fine if not a little disheveled.  As I dropped my gaze towards my skirt I could not notice his huge dick straining against his suit trousers.  Let's get even I thought, if I make a move for it, he might forget about telling the whole company about my misfortune. 

So instead of pulling my skirt down, I dropped to my knees and begin to unzip his huge erection.  What a fucking monster he had in there!  It must have been at least 10 inches and looked as thick as my wrist.  He offered no resistance as I slid his foreskin back to reveal his purple head.  Dropping spit onto it, I then ran my tongue as deep as I could into his eye before taking as much him as I could into my mouth.

His eyes closed as I rhythmically ran my mouth up and down his shaft, cupping his donkey-like balls in one hand.  I started to squeeze them a little harder and heard him moan.  I reached down for my pussy and started to gently pinch my clit.  I love this and it's one of the quickest way for me to orgasm.  I started to move my head faster and faster, already feeling his pre-cum on my tongue. 

I moved my hand to slide three fingers into my wet vagina, feeling my pussy muscles grip them tightly.  My rocking motions on his cock helped me penetrate my sticky hole easily and my fingers where soon coated in my slippery juices.  Within the next thirty seconds, I felt a rush of cum hit the back of my throat - harder than I think I have ever felt it.  It reminded me of the days when drinking a punctured beer can from the bottom!

It was too much to swallow and before long was finding it's way to the gaps of my mouth and down my chin.  I was well and truly coated in his hot sticky semen.  This was all I needed in order to cum, and within seconds of his explosive finale, I had achieved another one of my female ejaculations.  It spurted at least two feet from my pussy, smearing the stockroom floor and, oops Sorry Sir!, one of his shoes!

He looked down at me and simply said, "Janey, you're one hell of a babe!"  

With that, he slid his still semi-hard cock back into his trousers, adjusted himself and left the room.  I quickly pulled myself together, smearing my cum stained lips on my sleeve, hoisting down my skirt.  My panties were not worth wearing now as they had soaked up the remainder of my juices so made thier way home in my handbag.  Another week at the office had come to an end!