Masturbation at Office*

Takeru Machiko, Takeru Yuta and Asuka's mother.

She runs a small business, and today, she sat at her desk, practically squirming with frustration. The late start to the day hadn't allowed her her usual fix before coming into work, and she knew that she would have to take herself in hand unless she wanted to lose control and start pleasuring herself right there on her desk.

Her husband mostly stayed away, and for the last ten years, she had sex only once. If not because of her good upbringing, she would have cheated on her husband. Machiko understood that sex wasn't everything in a relationship, and even if her husband became impotent, she would be willing to live a sexless life, but her husband stayed away from the house for months, never calling her made her frustrated and made her feel he doesn't love her. She needed someone to just hold her and listen to her, and the thought of cheating came into her mind more than once, but she knew she would never cheat on her husband.

If Machiko finds a man worthy of her, she wouldn't even hesitate to get a divorce and then get together with the man she loves. So, it isn't cheating at all.

Machiko thought as she stood up from her desk, her mind consumed with desire. She ran her hands down the soft fabric of her summer dress, smoothing out any wrinkles before slowly making her way to the empty restroom.

She walked into the thankfully empty toilet and moved to the mirror, where Machiko couldn't help but notice how her voluptuous figure strained against the thin material of her dress, threatening to reveal her bra and panties to anyone who dared to look. Inwardly, she shuddered at the thought of being exposed, feeling both a rush of excitement and fear at the possibility.

Machiko was not one who enjoyed attention, so she usually wore formal clothes, but in the office, there were days like traditional clothes, saree, western, bikini, exposed, and sluty day. They were some talk about the nude day, but Machiko hadn't decided if she wanted to make such a day or not.

Today was a sultry day, so she came into her usual work clothes and then changed them. There wasn't any man in the office, so every woman was comfortable wearing clothes. Machiko even saw one of the employees wearing shorts and a top that seemed like a bikini.

However, The heat of the day only added to her internal struggle as she nervously licked her red lips. She could feel her nipples hardening and her arousal building as her hand made its way down between her legs, pressing against the damp fabric of her lacy underwear. But before she could fully give in to her desires, she looked towards the door with trepidation.

With trembling fingers, Machiko pushed aside the thin material of her panties and began to explore herself, desperately seeking relief from the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. As she touched herself, she let out a quiet moan, no longer caring who might walk in on her.

Her mind was consumed by lust as she squeezed and massaged her breasts through the thin material of her dress, finally exposing them completely as they burst free from their constraints. She could see the outlines of her darkened nipples through the sheer black lace of her bra, further fueling her arousal.

Unable to resist any longer, Machiko rushed into the nearest cubicle and slammed the door shut behind her. She collapsed onto the seat, gasping for air as her hands frantically tore at her dress, wanting nothing more than to feel her bare skin against the cool surface of the toilet.

As she stripped off the remains of her dress and bra, revealing her glorious breasts and hardened nipples to herself, she could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. Without hesitation, she pulled her panties aside and plunged two fingers into her dripping wet vagina.

Machiko couldn't contain herself any longer as she rocked against her hand, moaning aloud in pleasure. Her tongue danced over her lips as she imagined a lover's mouth taking in one of her aching breasts while she pleasured herself below.

With each thrust of her fingers, she felt closer and closer to reaching her climax. As another finger slipped inside of her, filling every inch of her tight space, Machiko cried out in ecstasy. Her body convulsed and quivered with pleasure as she let herself go completely, no longer caring about being heard by anyone who may have been outside the cubicle.

In that moment, Machiko was lost in a haze of desire and satisfaction. She lay on the floor of the restroom, panting and sweating as she basked in the afterglow of her intense pleasure. It was a daring and risqué act for someone like Machiko, but at that moment, it was exactly what she needed.

After some minutes, she came to her senses and felt relieved that no one had come here.

I should do this at home rather than here, but... Doing at the office was too much...

Machiko thought as she slowly gathered herself together and tidied up before returning to work. As she walked back to her desk, a sense of exhilaration washed over her. She knew that she might do this again.