Caught Masturbating At Work?

I use to work in a small company who rented a single open plan office space in a larger two story building. There were only three other companies housed in the building and we shared our floor with a company who laid marble floors. I got to know the owner and his PA – Jill quite well over kitchen chats and morning greets. I was the manager of a team of 4. I often worked late on my own and this one Friday night the building was empty except for Jill and I. I had talked to Jill earlier in the day and she told me she had a load of filing to complete before the weekend so I wasn’t surprised to see her lights still on at 7:00pm. Jill was 28, had been married at 19, divorced at 20 and mostly single since. She was a blond hair blue eyed stunner with a firm body showed off by her office attire. She always wore high heels and had some of the best legs. Despite her head turning attractiveness, Jill seemed to have little social life and was focused on her office management career.   When I went to the toilet I could hear Jill through her closed office door walking around her office – her heels clicking on the hard floor.  Returning to my desk I was stuck on the report I was preparing so decided to take a little R&R on the internet. Checking through some of my favourite porn movies, I settled in to watch a 15min clip of a teen girl trying to draw her boyfriend from his computer. She started in a robe as if just out the shower, perches on the end of his desk and rubs her sexy bare feet in his lap, her robe opening to show a tantalising glimpse of her small buds. She brings him off using feet, hands, mouth and eventually fucking. While watching my cock grew to full hardness and I opened my zip to have a play. Sitting in my dark suit at my desk I simply pulled my erect cock and balls out of the zip and took up a slow rhythm while watching the intense action on screen. It felt so good after a long and frustrating day at work and I was thinking the release would do me good and help me finish the report. I was alone and really starting to feel my build up. Precum dripped from my tip and I used it to lube my fingers sliding over my smooth swollen cock head. As I watched the young couple fucking, she lying on her back on the desk, her feet resting on his shoulders as he thrusted in and out of her wet pussy, I too started to reach my climax. As I felt that inevitable build up, my cock swelled a little more in my hand and I quickly stood up to avoid a mess on my suite. Thrusting into my own hand, I came in great spurts onto my desk, the second squirt reaching the furthest hitting my keyboard. As I calmed down, I shook my cock sending the last drops into the pool of sperm now on my desk and reached for a tissue to my right to wipe up with. With my head turned something caught my attention in the corner of my eye and I jerked my head around. Jill was standing there barefoot, just staring at my cock in hand and jizz all over the desk. Even the video on my screen was still playing with low moans of the young lovers drifting in the still night air. I was stunned, not sure what to do. She finally looked up at my face. Her expression was neutral. She then just turned and headed back to her office. I sat down heavily, not sure what to do. My nerves were shot and all I could think of was how our relationship would change and would she tell people. I liked Jill and she was turning into a good friend. Now I was scared she would just see me as an office pervert. In bare feet I had not heard her come out of her office and down the corridor. My office door was closed but not latched and being fairly new the door could be opened with no squeaks… I had no idea how long she had been watching. After I cleared up and switched off the porn, I thought I can’t just go home and stew all weekend. So I decided to see if I could apologise to Jill. I didn’t want to scare her by walking into her office immediately, after all we were alone in a dark building at night and she had just seen me at my most primitive. So I first sent a text asking if she was ok and I saying that I was so so sorry but I did not know she was there. The little ‘dots’ immediately appeared on my phone as she was typing and my heart was racing waiting for a torrent of abuse or worse. Then the following message popped up ‘ I’m ok you perv! Are you ok?  it looked like you were having a lot of fun ‘wink’. Encouraged by this response I thought I would go and knock on her door. She answered with a big smile on her face and said come on in. I did and took a chair at her desk. In my best Hugh Grant impersonation I began apologising again. She just kept smiling and told me to calm down it wasn’t the first time she had caught a guy whacking, after all she grew up with three brothers. I nervously asked how long she had been there. She told me she had gone to the toilet and on her return had heard moaning noises (from the video) in my office so had thought she better just check it out. She blushed a little and then confessed she had been watching for about 5 minutes. Wow I said – um just wow. She went on to say ‘you looked like you were enjoying it so much’ and then she asked if I wanked at work a lot. No I quickly said it’s just been a long day… she smiled and said yer I know what you mean’. That hung there and we just looked away from each other for a few awkward moments. As I looked around, I noticed she had her bare feet propped on the plastic base of her office chair and I could see the smooth soles of her feet. I have a foot fetish and I confess my eyes may have lingered a little too long, but her feet were well manicured, heels soft and clean and her soles so smooth. She caught my stare and queered ‘are you looking at my feet?’ Caught again! I sheepishly said yes, they looked beautiful. She smiled and simply said ‘oh do you have a foot fetish?’.  A little one I confessed and laughed. She lifted her feet onto the corner of her desk facing me and asked ‘what do you like about them?’. She seemed a little confused so I told her how beautiful her manicured toes were and her soft smooth soles and heels were very attractive. I also mentioned most men were turned on by nice feet.  With this turn of events, I couldn’t help but feel aroused again. My cock involuntary started to swell and push into my suit pants. She smiled and said I’ll have to keep up my foot care regime and laughed. Feeling a bit more confident, I looked up at her and asked why she had watched me and not just left. She blushed again and said ‘ well I haven’t watched a man in a long time and you have a nice cock. I was a bit of a rabbit in the headlights’. My first thought was this beauty was complementing me! I said thank you and that I really don’t mind that she watched. She looked round and smiled at me. I asked if she ever delt with her frustrations at work. ‘yes’ she confessed, ‘but only when no one is around’. I wanted to simply say let’s do it now, together but in reality I was scared of coming across a complete creep – especially after tonight’s activities. Instead I reached for her feet and put them in my lap and said the least I could do is give you one of my world famous foot rubs to ease the tension. She really lightened up and shuffled in her chair almost singing ‘yes please’. So I gave her a foot rub using some reflexology massages I had learnt. She noticeably relaxed and closed her eyes. ‘you are really good at this, I need to find a man with a thing for feet’ she laughed. Her foot not being rubbed accidently caught my erection in my lap and she opened one eye asking ‘you seem to be enjoying this too?’. ‘Well I warned you’ I said and just smiled. She said ‘do you need to go to the bathroom?’. I said no it will subside eventually and smiled back. She was now staring at my lap as my hands massaged her feet. I asked her if she was ok? She looked up at my face and said ‘oh sorry – rabbit again’. She then awkwardly dropped the bomb shell ‘ Can I ……. see it again’.  I stopped the massage, and looked into her beautiful blue eyes. Without talking I stood up, undid my belt and trouser buttons and slipped my pants to the floor. I then hooked my thumbs under my briefs and slowly pulled them down over my hard cock. It sprang straight out pointing at Jill. I sat down again with my trousers around my ankles. She then lifted her foot and stroked my cock with her big toe, running it up and down the length. I couldn’t help but shudder and I felt precum squeeze out my cock hole for the second time that night. I then began to slowly wank looking Jill in the eye. She just stared at my cock and hand motion. Her feet were back on my lap either side of my cock and hand. After a minute of my slow wank she moved her left foot so her toes and pad pushed on my balls between my legs. She applied a small amount of pressure and scrunched her toes. The feeling was mind blowing and my cock just twitched in my hand. She looked up at my face and I think saw my ecstasy and just smiled. It wasn’t long before my breath quickened and I grunted. Spunk flew again, this time landing on my hand and Jill’s out stretched foot.  She just watched it all and as I struggled to get control I couldn’t help but laugh and thanked her for an amazing experience. She beamed at me and told me it was awesome. Not once did she touch herself, but I hope the image of my ecstasy would fuel her dreams and her own masturbation sessions. We never repeated anything sexual again and yet we are still great friends. She has been to my house many times and dined with my wife and I. Furthermore Jill is now married herself. I think we both just needed a moment in time to enjoy. The experience made us very close as friends.