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 Short Office Chronicles Ch1

   Late one afternoon I exited my office into the lobby of the corporate
center.  As I passed the Marque that displayed all

   of the business' that resided within the building I noticed a stunning
woman standing there scanning the names on display.

   As I passed her I couldn't help but notice her figure.  Her short skirt
did nothing to hide her long gorgeous legs and I

   could see her shirt was pulled very tight in the back.  As I continued
to walk I noticed a decent pair of breasts that

   were responsible for the taut fabric.

   I continued up the stairs to the bathroom on the 2nd floor as it got
much less foot traffic at this time of day, and

   wasn't so noisy.

   As I worked in a fairly progressive part of the country, the bathrooms
had all been remodeled, and made into unisex

   bathrooms.  One affect of this was that all of the urinals were gone and
there were only stalls in any of the bathrooms.

   I found the bathroom empty and picked out a stall near the end of the
row.

   Being fairly lazy if I am in a stall I will sit down to urinate, as this
also prevents "footprints" on the seat as well,

   that the females in the building really dislike.

   I had just finished relieving myself when I heard the door open.  The
unmistakable sound of heals echoed on the tile

   floor.  The footsteps walked straight across the bathroom and entered
the last stall which just happened to be the one

   next to me.

   I looked down to find to my surprise that they were the shoes of the
woman from the lobby.

   I heard a brief `zip' then the rustle of clothes as I saw her lower her
skirt to her ankles.  It took me a second to

   realize it, but I then noticed as she sat down, she did not lower any
panties.

   "Holy Shit" I thought to myself...  She wasn't wearing any panties.

   I started to get hard at the thought of this beautiful, panty-less
woman, sitting in the stall next to me about to take a

   piss.

   As I took my hardening cock in my hand I heard the tell-tale hissing
sound as her pee exited her body.

   The images of what she must look like sitting there were going through
my head so fast, I was rock hard in seconds.

   Her duration only lasted a few seconds but a lout sigh escaped her lips
as she finished.  I could hear her wadding up the

   paper, and wiping, but there was no flush.

   I sat silent holding my cock, and listened.

   I could hear her breathing, and a strange sound.  Almost as if she was
running her hands through her pubic hair.

   I continued to listen, and soon I could hear her pussy getting wet.

   "There is no way, that this beautiful woman is masturbating in the stall
next to me" I thought to myself.  It has to be

   something else...

   Slowly her breathing increased and I could definitely hear her cunt
begin to get sloppy as she rubbed away.

   Looking down, I thought "she has to be able to see my shoes, as I can
see her shoes just fine"...

   From the sound change I could tell she was now fingering herself
furiously, but at the same time trying to stay quiet.

   Every once in a while a soft moan would escape her lips, but it would
get cut off as she tried in vain to remain quiet.

   I was on the verge of shooting my cum high in the air any minute, but
didn't want to make a sound in case I scared her.

   Her palm was now slapping against her pubic mound as the sound of her
fingers slopped in and out of her dripping hole.

   She took a deep breath in, started to whimper with her mouth clamped
shut, and increased her speed.

   I couldn't hold it anymore and stood up, turned around, and jacked-off
as fast as I could.

   Aiming at the toilet I felt my balls start to boil and tighten.  Then
feeling the liquid heat rising up I shot rope after

   rope all over the place as I didn't care where it went.

   I could hear her starting to slow down as I finished my last few shots
and milked the final droplets of cum from the end

   of my cock.

   Then I again heard the sound of her piss hissing from her pussy into the
bowl below.  She must have cut if off mid stream,

   and held it the whole time she masturbated.  I wonder how often she does
this, as it must have been a huge turn on for

   her.

   I quickly moped up my mess I made on the toilet seat, flushed and got
out of the bathroom.

   I would glance out the doors of my office the rest of the day, but never
saw her leave the building.  She must have gotten

   by when I was in meeting or something else.  Oh well, it was one day I
won't forget.
   Sodomite.