Did you wear this skirt just for me?” I bit my lip as I slightly giggled, “Maybe. Do you like it?” He pushed his hips against me, and I felt his... cock harden against my ass from underneath the fabric of his pants. “Oh yes, it goes quite well with this little black thong of yours,” he replied as he lifted my skirt up to expose my ass. I felt the devious smile come through in his voice. He leaned down over me as he slid his hand in between my legs. He began to softly massage my clit through the. “Now I can’t stop thinking about that.” I smiled to myself and replied simply. “I’m thinking about the hardness.” I kicked back from my desk in my wheeled chair so that my feet were on the desk. I slowly undid my trousers biting my lip, a little nervous about what I was about to do. I have masturbated at work before but usually in the bathroom, never at my desk. Closing my eyes I gently slipped my hand inside my knickers, immediately feeling the soft, warm, wet yielding flesh. Another moan. No I didn't pick up any women there. In the small world category, I did see Katie and crew hitching back from the women's bar and gave them a ride home. On the other hand I got a lot of work done, but not much for fun."Hey, my escapade with Katie wasn't funny, it was serious sex.The next day, Katie saw me in the coffee shop on campus. Pressed close together in line, Katie squeezed me down low, asking, "So how's Mr. Dickins doing? You know Miss Kitty weeps whenever she thinks about him. That's. "I couldn't imagine any reason not to agree, except maybe my fear of being turned down. I glanced at Jordan, and she gave me eyes that usually meant "do it". I turned to Beatrice again. "Okay, but I'm not making any promises about which companies I'll work for." I glanced at Sammi. "What about Stan's stores?"Sammi shook her head. "He doesn't carry a men's line."I nodded and said, "If he decides to start one, I'll refuse to work for him."Beatrice glanced questioningly at Sammi. Sammi said, "Seth.