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Name: Dave Evans
Position: CEO of Dragon Lab Supplies, a large supplier of laboratory equipment to university labs nationwide
Age: 42
Description: 5 foot 10, medium build, brown hair with short beard
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Dave Evans pulled out his erect cock and started to stroke it slowly. He’d blocked out an hour in Outlook, and turned sliding sign on his door to read “do not disturb.” His large fancy wooden desk hid him from view, should anyone peek through the blinds of the window that looked onto the open plan office beyond, where his sales force were taking orders for lab glassware, chemicals, balances and all the other lab equipment his firm sold.
Dragon Lab Supplies were making a good profit, despite the recession, but over the last few months he was finding himself increasingly unable to concentrate on that. His wife wanted to move back north to be closer to her family. She wanted him to look for another job and he had resisted. He’d argued that there were few openings that paid as well as this job and that the middle of a recession was no time to change firms, but truth be told he simply didn’t want to move any closer to that evil dragon of a mother in law! And he suspected that she knew that. So things were frosty between him and his wife. They hadn’t made love for over six months now, and even the kiss she gave him when he left the house each morning was cold and perfunctory.
He’d always been a man of strong appetites, and this frustration was more than he could stand. He’d started relieving himself by hand until she had found out and given him no end of grief. She had such old-fashioned views about masturbation. Then one day, alone in his office, his hand had crept down to his groin and he’d thought well why not! Since then, he’d jacked off more and more frequently at work, usually to a fantasy about screwing one of his staff. His current favourite, unbeknown to her, was Danni Taylor, a new intern who had started last month. He’d first noticed how hot she was when he was driving into work and he passed her as she was walking through the industrial estate Dragon Lab Supplies was based on. He’d noticed her tight backside sway as she walked in her heels, only recognising her when he slowed and looked in his rear mirror. Since then, he’d timed his drive in to catch a glimpse of her most days.
His hand moved faster now as he imagined her bent over his desk, skirt lifted up. What sort of panties would she have on? Plain black ones, with just a tiny bit of lace round the hems, he thought. In his mind he was pulling them down and reaching between her legs to cup her cunt and slip a finger into her. He felt the pressure build in his cock, and knew he was going to come any second. He reached for the tissues that he’d left lying on his desk, ready to catch his seed and dispose of the evidence.
So wrapped up in his excitement was he that he didn’t hear his office door open…
Position: CEO of Dragon Lab Supplies, a large supplier of laboratory equipment to university labs nationwide
Age: 42
Description: 5 foot 10, medium build, brown hair with short beard
==========================
Dave Evans pulled out his erect cock and started to stroke it slowly. He’d blocked out an hour in Outlook, and turned sliding sign on his door to read “do not disturb.” His large fancy wooden desk hid him from view, should anyone peek through the blinds of the window that looked onto the open plan office beyond, where his sales force were taking orders for lab glassware, chemicals, balances and all the other lab equipment his firm sold.
Dragon Lab Supplies were making a good profit, despite the recession, but over the last few months he was finding himself increasingly unable to concentrate on that. His wife wanted to move back north to be closer to her family. She wanted him to look for another job and he had resisted. He’d argued that there were few openings that paid as well as this job and that the middle of a recession was no time to change firms, but truth be told he simply didn’t want to move any closer to that evil dragon of a mother in law! And he suspected that she knew that. So things were frosty between him and his wife. They hadn’t made love for over six months now, and even the kiss she gave him when he left the house each morning was cold and perfunctory.
He’d always been a man of strong appetites, and this frustration was more than he could stand. He’d started relieving himself by hand until she had found out and given him no end of grief. She had such old-fashioned views about masturbation. Then one day, alone in his office, his hand had crept down to his groin and he’d thought well why not! Since then, he’d jacked off more and more frequently at work, usually to a fantasy about screwing one of his staff. His current favourite, unbeknown to her, was Danni Taylor, a new intern who had started last month. He’d first noticed how hot she was when he was driving into work and he passed her as she was walking through the industrial estate Dragon Lab Supplies was based on. He’d noticed her tight backside sway as she walked in her heels, only recognising her when he slowed and looked in his rear mirror. Since then, he’d timed his drive in to catch a glimpse of her most days.
His hand moved faster now as he imagined her bent over his desk, skirt lifted up. What sort of panties would she have on? Plain black ones, with just a tiny bit of lace round the hems, he thought. In his mind he was pulling them down and reaching between her legs to cup her cunt and slip a finger into her. He felt the pressure build in his cock, and knew he was going to come any second. He reached for the tissues that he’d left lying on his desk, ready to catch his seed and dispose of the evidence.
So wrapped up in his excitement was he that he didn’t hear his office door open…
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