Cleaner Likes Mess

The Cleaner likes Mess

Looking at porn while at work is frowned upon. However, the devil makes work for idle hands, and given the opportunity of access and no one being around, browsing the net for porn whiles away the time.
Late one afternoon, when other members of staff had disappeared for the day, and thinking it better to leave late to miss the rush hour traffic, I got out my personal netbook and logged into a free WIFI hub and began browsing the web for porn.
My favourite types of women are brunettes or redheads, especially freckled ones, and preferably getting well and truly fucked and splattered with cum.

After a while I found some new sites that had the kind of women I liked, involved in the type of pornography I found most stimulating, and within half an hour of browsing I felt the need to undo my trousers and pull them and my boxers down around my ankles and stroke my hard cock.
I was happily stroking away, tissues to hand at my desk, when the door to my office opened and the cleaning lady entered. Luckily my desk had a modesty board, and faced the door, so to the cleaner in the doorway I was just sitting looking at my screen, all perfectly normal, even though my hand was on my cock and my trousers and underpants were around my ankles.

"Oh, sorry luv. I thought everyone had gone home for the night" said the cleaner.
She was a youngish woman, mid 20s, a brunette with nice curves, and what seemed to be a swollen tummy. It was then that I clicked to the fact that she was pregnant.
"I'll just empty your bin and be on my way luv", she said walking towards the waste paper bin at the side of my desk.

"No, its OK, I'll do it later" I said, realising that she'd see what I was up to if she reached the bin. I was too slow, and as she approached my desk I saw her eyes widen as she took in my state of arousal.

"Bloody hell luv" she muttered. "Does your wife know you wank off at work?" she asked me as she stood there looking at my hand wrapped around my hard cock.

"I'm seperated" I stammered.

"Oh, so you're just a horny, frustrated, dirty old bugger then" she said winking at me. "What's got you all turned on then luv?" she asked as she moved behind me and looked over my shoulder at the netbook screen.

"So, you like redheads", she commented as she saw what was currently on screen, "freckled ones" she added. She leant over me and clicked the back button on my browser.
"You like brunettes too then?" she asked me as she worked her way back through what Id been looking at for the past half hour or so, all the time with me just sitting there with my cock in my hand.

"Seems you like curvy women, not stick thin ones, am I right?" she asked me, her breath warm on my cheek.

"Yes, I do" I said wondering just how the hell I was going to get out of this predicament.

"Hmm. Interesting" she muttered as she stood back. Then she walked back over to the door to the office, took a quick peak outside, stepped back into the room, closed the door and then locked it.

"What?" . I managed to mumble.

"What, what?" she asked me smiling now.

"What are you doing?" I asked her.

"Me? 'Im going to help you get off" she said quite openly.

"You what?!" I asked in surprise.

"You heard me perfecly well, you dirty old bugger. I'll keep quiet about catching you wanking as long as I can watch you at it, and see you cum. Deal?" she asked.

I looked at her, and realised that I didnt really have a choice. Besides, the more I thought about it, the more arousing the idea became.

She chuckled as she saw my cock grow hard again. "Seems to me that your dick agrees to my terms".

With that, she checked that the office blinds were closed, and perched herself on the desk beside my netbook.

"Ok, lets get started" she ordered turning the netbook so that she controlled what we viewed. She typed in 'freckled brunettes' into the search engine and within moments got results.

"Now then" she muttered, clicking on several results before settling on a site containing photos of fulsome, curvy, freckled brunettes, all in various stages of undress, in lingerie, getting fucked, giving hand jobs or blow jobs, and many photos showing them covered in cum.

As she clicked through the photos, I subconsciously started wanking. My eyes flicked from the images on the screen to her, sitting there quite unashamedly looking at porn with me. I realised after a while that I was actually more turned on by her totally relaxed attitude, than I was with the images on the screen, and as I continued to wank I wondered who'd got her pregnant, and had she been getting fucked doggie when she became pregnant.

"Hey now!" she chided me, noticing my gaze was on her tits and swollen tummy. "I thought you wanted to wank off to porn, not me?" she asked smiling.

I blushed.

"Dirty bugger" she said, but she didn't ask me to stop. In fact, she seemed more than pleased that I continued wanking while looking into her eyes.

"You like my curves then?" she asked.

"Yes" I said as I continued to wank.

"My boyfriend doesn't, he can't wait for me to be thin again" she said, a little bitterly.

"Then he's missing out" I said, looking her in the eye.

"Why's that then?" she asked me.

"Curvy women are more fun in bed, or anywhere else for that matter" I told her.

"They are?" Then she asked, teasingly, "Including in the office?"

I chuckled. "Well, are you having fun right now? I know I am" I said still stroking my cock.

"Actually I am. Watching you wank off is making me horny. My boyfriend hasn't wanted to fuck me for weeks now, he hasn't even wanted a hand job or blow job from me2 she said gazing at my cock.
"You really like my body as it is?" she asked me, almost disbelievingly.

"Can't you tell I do?" I replied, smiling and nodding my head towards my hard cock that I was wanking.

She chuckled. "Well, how do I know it's not the porn that's still got your dick hard?" she challenged me.

I leant forward and turned off the netbook, then sat back fully exposing my hard cock to her view. As she looked down at it, I stared at her tits and thought I detected hints that her nipples were hard beneath her t-shirt. My cock twitched at the image I had in my mind of her ripe tits with erect nipples that just needed suckling.
She noticed where I was staring, and the fact that my cock was twitching excitedly.

"Well, well" she murmured. "Your dick does seem to like my boobs". Then before I could say anything, she lifted up her t-shirt over her head, shrugged it off and dropped it on the desk, exposing her pert, swollen tits. Tits with rock hard nipples.
She followed my gaze and cupped her tits with her hands, fondling them, before rubbing her thumbs over her nipples.

I gripped my hard cock and began wanking as I watched her play with her tits.

"Dirty old man" she giggled, "tossing off over a woman young enough to be your daughter, and a pregnant one at that".

I raised an eyebrow, looked at her with a grin. "Well, you don't seem to be running away now do you?"

She then stood up and cupping her tits, offered them to me as I sat there wanking. I leant forward, licking each nipple in turn, nibbling them, then sucking greedily on them. She sighed contentedly as I did, holding the back of my head to keep it in place, as I worshiped her tits.

Then she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me away. The chair I was sitting in had wheels so I was moved backwards, away from the desk. I looked at her questioningly, but she just smiled, and knelt down in front of me, her face now inches from my hard, twitching cock.

What she did next both surprised me, and excited me. She took hold of my hard, twitching cock, and licked it like it was an iced lolly.

"Is that nice?" she asked me, looking into my eyes.

"Yes" I croaked.

"And how do you like this?" she asked me as she began wanking me.

"I love it" I answered.

"Good, because I need a dick" she purred as she popped my hard cock into her mouth and began sucking on it. She tickled my balls as she sucked, her head bobbing up and down my cock shaft, making it glisten with her saliva. I began panting, softly moaning as I began to feel myself ready to cum.

She stopped sucking and sat back on her heels.

I must have looked very disappointed as she said, "Oh, dont worry, I still want your dicks spunk. I want you to finish off by wanking for me, and spurt your cum on my swollen boobs. Come on you dirty fucker, wank over me, splatter your cum over a pregnant womans boobs. I know you want to, don't you?"

I said not a word. Just thought what a fabulously, naughty, horny girl she was.
So I once again, gripped my hard, wet with saliva, cock, and wanked fast and furiously, wanting to grant her wish and splatter her swollen tits with my cum.

"That's it you dirty fucker, make your dick spit" she panted. "Come on, faster, cover my boobs" she urged, then looked me in the eye, and slowly licked her lips as she played with her erect nipples.
"If you hurry up, perhaps I'll let you fuck my mouth as a reward" she said teasingly.

That did it. I just shot pulses and pulses of cum onto her tits and hands. Some landed on her chin and neck. She groaned with pleasure as she rubbed my sticky spunk over her tits.

As I sat there, my cock slowly beginning to deflate, she licked her lips again and said, "Well, what's it to be then you dirty old fucker, my mouth, or my pussy? I'm really horny now, and I actually think I need fucking across this desk. Think you're up to fucking a horny, pregnant woman?" she challenged me.

I was very late home that night, and my office needed a very thorough clean the next evening and for several nights after that. Of course, I had to stay and supervise the cleaner while she did so.

What a shame.