Connie

I used to work at a retail store while I was going to college. It was a great place to see a lot of different women, both who worked at the store and who were customers. Since I wasn't a ladies man, I would often masturbate to some of the women I encountered during the day. I would often find places in the store to do it: the bathroom, the stockroom, the security window area, etc. One of my co-workers who got my attention was Connie. She worked in the stockroom. She was a small, lean woman in her early thirties. She had a couple of kids and generally looked kind of rough. She had a hard look; not pretty and kind of slutty. Connie was not the girl you took home to mom---she was the girl who would blow guys at the Christmas party. I liked that. She had this sexy little walk where she would bounce... you'd have to see it. I would jerk off to her regularly. She would often hang outside the stockroom and joked with the other ladies who worked there; I would watch intently and often hang outside with them to get a good mental picture to jerk to. The thing that set me off though was the black leather jacket that Connie would wear. It was a blazer style, nothing fancy. But when she would wear it to work, I HAD to jerk off. One day Connie had it on because it was kind of cool in the back of the store. The manager sent me to the stockroom to help her with inventory. I worked with her all day, watching her in that shiny leather, holding back an erection the whole time. I was quite charming to her and we got along quite well. She told me a lot about her and her life. She had been around and earned that hard look. But I could sense that if I wanted to, I could get her. There was something there. We had nothing in common, but if you want to fuck someone, things in common don't matter. Anyway I was so worked up that night that I had to beat off. Unfortunately, I had all kinds of stuff to do for college and couldn't. I went to work the next day and she had it on again. A little later on though, I went to the locker room and I noticed that she had taken it off and hung it up. I felt compelled to go over and touch it. I did, and not seeing anyone around, I licked it. I was so turned on. I had to do something. I can't explain why I did what I did next, but I did it. I took the jacket off the hanger and put it in an empty box. I hurried out of the locker area with the box and into the boiler room. If I got caught with the jacket I'm sure I would have been fired because it would look like I was stealing it. I wasn't stealing though. I took the jacket out of the box, laid it on a heating valve and pulled out my cock. I then proceeded to jerk off on Connie's coat. The thought of her slutty little body inside this coat along with the possibility of getting caught made the feeling unbelievable. I pumped my cock furiously until I shot a huge load onto the coat. I was nearly exhausted from the excitement, but I had to wipe up my cum and put the coat back. I cleaned it up and silently put it back without incident. I went back to work, on one hand ashamed that I was so perverted but on the other proud that I was so perverted. Later, at the end of her shift, I saw Connie leaving the store. She had no clue that the jacket she had on was only recently covered in my jizz. At least for now. A week or so later, I was working alone with Connie in her office in the back of the store. Again we hit it off, talking, laughing and joking around. We both could feel the sexual tension there. It was later in the day when we really started getting personal. She then started to get really frank about sex. She was telling me about her love life; I told her about my lack of one. She told me that I was a catch for any girl, being a college guy with a future. I was flattered, but we both tried to veer off the subject further. But the subject always came back to sex though. Sometime later I said "What's the strangest thing you have ever done sexually? Connie said "I really feel like I can be honest with you" I thanked her and said the same thing. "But if I tell you please don't spread it around". I was so worked up she could have said she killed five people and I would not have said a thing. "I won't tell anyone", I promised. She proceeded to tell me that she got gangbanged by a bunch of her brother's friends at a party when she was 16. She said how she got off in many ways. She said guys were jerking off on her as well. It was pretty lurid, but not a real surprise. She looked like she would do something like that. (That's what I liked about her) I think she was relieved to tell someone, but I don't think she was ashamed she did it. "Well..." Connie said. "How about you?" "What's the strangest thing you ever did?" "Well, there's not much...", I said. "Most of what I do is alone". "You must have done something", she said. I thought for a second and the weirdest thing I did was with her coat. I didn't want to tell her, but she reminded me of what she just said and guilted me into it. "If I tell you, you have to promise you won't tell anymone, and you won't get mad". "Why would I get mad?" she said. "Just promise". "O.K." I then told her the story of how I jerked off on her jacket. She looked down at it as she had laid it over the back of a chair. "Did you cum on it?" she said. I nodded. "Where?" as she handed it to me. "All over the back..." I was totally and utterly embarrassed. "That's fuckin' sick" she growled. "But why did you do it?" I told her about how I liked to watch her in her coat, how the leather smelled and tasted. She was a little shocked by a straightlaced guy like me had a perverted side, but I could see it was turning her on. "So you like me in this jacket?" "Yes' I mumbled. "Do you want to jerk off now? Connie said. "Now?", I said. "Right now... show me how you did it" she sighed. Connie laid the jacket on the table in front of me. I pulled down my sweats; you could already see the erection through them. I started to pump my dick. She put her arm around my waist. She was stoked too. "I'm so fuckin' wet...stroke your cock baby, do it", she cried. "Shoot your cum all over my leather". She leaned over and kissed me. Just then I blew my load all over the coat---even more than last time. Connie cried out as I shot my cum. I scooped up some with my finger and put it into her mouth. "Mmm, yeah".Then she sat down on the chair and finished herself off n front of me. Connie cleaned the cum off her jacket. We didn't talk anymore that night. I recently saw her at her new job and we hooked up at her apartment. She still has the jacket...