Lauren looked up from her desk. Across from the mounds of paperwork she had to finish sat Chris, her boyfriend. Lauren looked at him absentmindedly. She barely heard him confessing his indiscretions with his next-door neighbor and saying that they needed time apart.
Eventually, Chris got the message that she just didn't care. He excused himself and told Lauren that he would call her later. Lauren nodded, looking at the stacks of papers that threatened to take over her office.
Lauren glanced up only to see Chris closing the door behind him. She was alone and free. She stared at the closed door and smiled.
"Asshole," she said.
Returning to her paperwork, Lauren found it increasingly hard to concentrate. The figures danced before her eyes. Unable to focus on the numbers before her, Lauren put down the document she was working on. She spun her chair around and looked out the window of her fourteenth story office. She began to toy with her shoulder-length blonde hair.
The phone rang. Lauren picked it up and placed the handset on her shoulder, arching her neck to keep it stable.
"Lauren McFarland," she said.
"Lauren," the voice on the other line said. "Hey. It's Julie down the hall."
Lauren smiled. She and Julie were good friends. "Hi, Julie," Lauren said into the telephone. "What's up?"
"I'm just calling to see if you're interested in Lunch. Mary and I were thinking of going down to Metro. Want to come along, or are you buried in work?"
Lauren paused a moment. "I think I'll take a rain check. There's some stuff here that I really need to do."
"OK," Julie said. We'll try you tomorrow." Julie hung up.
Lauren placed the phone down in its cradle and returned to looking out the window. Slowly, she got up out of her chair and walked to the office door. Silently she locked the door and returned to her seat.
Lauren's left hand tentatively touched her left breast. Chris had been such a bad fuck. She was glad he was gone. Sparks ignited deep inside her as she lightly teased her nipple through the thin material of her blouse. Lauren was small-busted and rarely wore a bra. She smiled and unbuttoned the front of her skirt.
As her left hand massaged her breast, Lauren ran her right hand up and down the outside of her underwear, teasing herself. She ached deep inside and each caress made her desire that more intense. Her crotch grew warm and wet with her wanting. Lauren sighed with pleasure as her right hand slipped under her panties and began to stroke her soft pubic hair.
Lauren slowly moved her delicate fingers lower and lower until they rested on her full outer lips. She gently stroked them, feeling the dampness of her cunt. She pushed her outer labia apart to access the pink wetness of her inner lips. Her fingers found the hood of her erect clit and she began to rub it in a slow circular motion.
Suddenly her cunt spasmed in orgasm. Lauren bit down on her lips, stifling her sounds of her pleasure. The office filled with the musky odor of sex. Her thighs were wet.
Lauren spread her legs as wide as the chair would allow. Down below, she could see the people on the street. They looked tiny and fragile. She slipped a finger inside of her, and it slid in with no hint of resistance. A second finger entered, followed by a third. Her left hand left her breasts and moved down to her clitoris.
Slowly Lauren writhed on her hands. With one she pumped fingers in and out of her hot cunt. How it ached to be filled. How Chris had been completely unable to fill it. The other concentrated on the small almond-shaped flesh that gave her such pleasure. She was fulfilling herself as she hadn't been for months.
Lauren's breathing came in hard pants as the pace of her fingering increased. She felt herself coming closer and closer to orgasm; it would be the first real climax she'd had in months. She bucked on her busy hands. Electric shocks sped up Lauren's spine as she felt the approach of her orgasm. She sighed loudly as her entire body began to shiver uncontrollably. Her clit throbbed and pulsed as her hear beat strongly in his chest. Her cunt felt as if it was on fire.
Slowly the world returned to normal. Lauren stood up and re-buttoned her skirt. She took a deep breath and walked around her desk to unlock the office door. Then she returned to her chair and turned around to her work.
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