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At Work Pt. 4: The Midnight Skulker St

I absolutely love masturbating at work (as you might be able to tell if you've read some of my other postings). There is just something cheeky about it, something daring. It gets the blood pumping (in both heads!).

I have to admit that the vast majority of my activities have occurred later in the evening after everyone else has left for the day. There have been many times that I have worked late into the night (9pm to as late as 1 am) and have felt the urge to jerk off…

One of my favourite activities was to wander into the offices of particularly hot coworkers and masturbate in (and on) their chairs. There was something nasty about invading someone else's space and using their space to fantasize about them while jerking myself silly. If I was lucky they had left some article of clothing behind - a sweater, gym shorts, etc. These were good for either smelling or rubbing against myself.

It was always cool to sit in their offices later, chatting about business or whatever.

When I was in high school, I worked in the housekeeping department of a hospital. As a result I had access keys to any number of rooms and offices. I would take the opportunity to both explore behind the scenes at the hospital but also masturbate in any number of offices and examination rooms.

One of my favourite locations was in the outpatient area. It was closed every night so there was no traffic whatsoever in that part of the hospital. There were a number of exam rooms located there and I could safely lock the doors and take a much-needed break. I would lie there stroking myself until I shot load after load onto my stomach.

I figured no one had noticed what I was doing but little did I know that there were two people who also sought out the privacy of this area of the hospital. Two of my co-workers were having an affair and would sneak off for quickies during their shift. I only realized they must have seen or heard me when one of them dropped some unsubtle hints about me being an avid masturbator - the only thing that kept them from fully blurting out everything was that what they were doing was infinitely worse than me slipping off for a quick wank.

To this day I still enjoy jerking off at work.


Posted on: 2003-02-06 00:00:00 | Author: