Archive-name: Working/mensroom.txt
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Archive-title: Men's Room


It was a typical boring Monday morning.  The weekend had come and
gone  and here I was back at the "old grind".  My  in-basket  was
piled high with memos and junk mail to sort through.  I went down
to  the  lounge  to get my morning coffee and on my  way  back  I
thought I would stop off at the men's room to milk my python.

I  had  always  dreamed of the things that could  happen  in  the
company  men's  room but today the dreams were going to  be  more
real than I could ever imagine.

As I walked through the door I could hear a slight moaning  sound
coming  from  the oversized handi-capped stall at  the  end.   At
first I thought it must have been someone who had a worse weekend
than I had.  I walked over to use the urinal and after  unzipping
my fly and grasping hold of my rod, it happened.  Something in my
mind told me that the sound I had heard wasn't a painful  moaning
but a moaning that comes from shear erotic pleasure.  Just  then,
I  heard it again.  This time it was even more distinct than  the
first time.  Again it happened. By now I was more curious than  a
weasel outside a chicken coop.  I just had to investigate.

Without  even putting my cock back in my pants, I walked  to  the
end stall.  I gently peered through the crack in the doorway  and
there  sitting on the toilet seat was the cutest little blonde  I
had  ever laid eyes on.  How she got there will continue to be  a
mystery  but let's get back to things at hand.  She  was  sitting
there  with her dress pulled up and she had a large  cucumber  in
her right hand that she was slowly pumping in and out of her  wet
crack.   Her  eyes  were  closed and she  was  so  far  into  her
encounter  that  I really didn't want to make  myself  known.   I
stood  there for what seemed to be an eternity.  Needless to  say
my limp snake had heard the call of the wild and was up and ready
for  battle.   It  was about all I could do  to  hold  back  from
blasting  a hole through that stall door. Maybe it was the  sound
of  my shoes on the tile floor or maybe my stifled  moaning,  but
she  finally came back to Earth and noticed me  standing  outside
the stall.  I thought she would scream or something terrible like
that  and I had visions of the CEO coming in and firing me.   But
it  didn't happen anything like that.  She slowly leaned  forward
and smiled as she open the door and motioned to me to come inside
and service her.  Being the gentleman that I am, I couldn't  deny
her request.

After entering the stall and locking the door, I learned why  she
picked that particular place.  You see, the handicap stall is  so
nice  and  roomy that we could have an orgy in there and  no  one
would  be  the wiser.  She first took me by the hand and  led  me
over  to her.  She was still sitting on the toilet and since  she
was somewhat of a nymph it was easy for her to take my rod in her
mouth  without straining.  She started by licking the head of  my
throbbing rod.  Around and around she went and now my moaning was
so loud I was sure someone would hear me.  Finally after  teasing
it  with her tongue she looked up at me and I was out of it.   So
she buried her head between my legs and took the whole thing into
her her mouth and deep into her throat.  She continued to suck on
it,  in and out, in and out, 'til finally I couldn't take it  any
more  and I came in her mouth.  She was so excited to  feel  that
warm  cream in her mouth that she sort of giggled like  a  little
girl.

After  she swallowed it all and licked me up she motioned for  me
to  kneel  down  on my knees.  I had scarcely done  so  when  she
grabbed  me by the hair and pushed my head between her  legs.   I
didn't  know  that while she was giving me the blow  job  she had
sprayed some sweet smelling perfume on her cunt.  Now it was  all
ready  for me to go to work on it.  I toyed around at first.   My
tongue lapping at her lips.  Then it was all the way.  I'll never
forget  how  it tasted.  Just like a big Charms  all-day  sucker.
She twisted and moaned then finally she came and squealed as  she
pushed on my head trying to get my tongue to go deeper.

After  a  few close glances and smiles, we traded  places.   This
time  I was on the seat and she turned around and sat right  down
on  my  still-hard cock.  She placed her hands on  my  legs  and
started to go up and down while I played with her hardened  tits.
I  don't know what it was.  Maybe it was my older system  telling
me to stop.  But I just couldn't get off in that position.  So  I
gently whispered for her to turn around and face me.  She did and
this  time I decided to try something new.  I raised up from  the
seat  holding on to her ass cheeks and being the nymph  that  she
was it was easy to hold her and pump her pussy at the same  time.
I was in complete control.  I pumped her with everything  I  had.
And  I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her  head.   But
she was screaming for more.  She kept saying "give it to me baby"
I  couldn't believe any  chick taking this  kind of sex.  At  the
point  I  thought  I  was going to pass-out  I  felt  my  soldier
ejaculate it's hot fluid.  She squealed as she came at the  exact
moment.

I gently pulled her off of me and set her back down on the toilet
seat  just the way I had found her, dress up and all.  I  thanked
her  for  allowing me to be of service and she simply  smiled  in
return.  I never saw her again but maybe sometime you go into the
men's room you might hear some moaning from the last stall on the
left.

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