SweetyKissa
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🕑 Added 2022-10-17 17:09:24 +0000 UTC
This is a real story with a little bit of fantasy😉 My photo is just for a mood)
PART I
It was ten years ago, in the summer, when I got a job as an assistant editor at a small local newspaper. My first serious job, with a low but official salary and endless coffee. A small office on a narrow and quiet green street, with windows looking out the windows of the apartment building across. We had a small team, four people, but the other guys came into the office twice a week, so I usually worked with my boss, calm man twice my age. He was searching for interesting authors, teaching me the basics of journalism, and I was busy making calls and proofreading articles. And sometimes masturbating.
The first time it happened about two weeks after I was hired, when I was alone at work. Boss had left in the morning for an important interview and said he would be back in the afternoon. It was unusual to be in an empty office; I turned on my old computer, soft music, made a coffee and opened all the windows, breathing in the cool air of an early summer morning. I sat on the windowsill with a cup in my hands, looking nowhere and thinking that I have got a good job and finally felt like independent young woman.
Then my attention was attracted by the movement in the window of the house across the street. I tried to take a sneak peek. The distance between houses is really not too big. So I can see him well. It’s a guy, maybe a little older than me. Just standing there watching. Although no, not 'just watching', it looks like his hand is moving. Hell, it is. "Maybe he's not looking at me," I think. But catching his slight smirk, my doubts disappear.
#eroticstory
