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The waiter didn't notice what I was doing The waiter didn't notice what I was doing

I would quite often wear one of my favorite and many toys into work. I'd even gone to some considerable expense on many of them, ensuring they met my "secret" needs, as well as my pleasured ones. One of my very favorite toys was a miniature thin bullet type of affair that slipped up inside her pussy quite easily and comfortably. It had no attached wires, didn't make any loud buzzing noises, so I sometimes use it while I'm working.
For me, it was always a thrill to be standing there, making small-talk with the person, and feeling my cunt going through spasmodic thrills and chills as my pussy clenched, contracted, convulsed, and sent shivers of satisfying release up and down my spine.
I put this little bullet inside the pussy when I went out in the morning, only I didn't turn on the switch. I read in a book that enjoying sex at noon will keep you energized and more focused in the afternoon. So after the morning's work I quietly reached under the table and turned on the vibrator switch, at first I didn't adjust it to a very strong mode, just let it vibrate slightly to wake up my body.When I started to feel aroused, I adjusted the vibrator to a more intense mode and then planned to stand up and walk to the bathroom because I didn't really want to be at my desk moaning from my orgasm.
But my colleague stopped me and she invited me to join her for lunch. I thought I should be able to control my expression and voice, so I went to the restaurant with her.I was on the verge of orgasm by the time I got to the restaurant, and to ease this embarrassment I quickly held up the menu to shield my face, hoping it wouldn't show my co-workers that I was now out of sorts.
Suddenly the climax came and my hand just grabbed the edge of the menu and the knuckles of my fingers started to turn white under the force. My vagina contracted in bursts and I felt the juices slowly flowing out, my body shaking slightly under the stimulation of my orgasm.
The waiter came up to our table and asked if I needed any help. I was drowning in the afterglow of my orgasm so I didn't say anything, mentally praying that he would leave soon. My colleague pulled down the menu that was blocking my face and asked me what was wrong. While trying to look calm I said to her, "Nothing, I just suddenly got a little bit of a racing heart." No one knows what I just went through.
I would quite often wear one of my favorite and many toys into work. I'd even gone to some considerable expense on many of them, ensuring they met my "secret" needs, as well as my pleasured ones. One of my very favorite toys was a miniature thin bullet type of affair that slipped up inside her pussy quite easily and comfortably. It had no attached wires, didn't make any loud buzzing noises, so I sometimes use it while I'm working.
For me, it was always a thrill to be standing there, making small-talk with the person, and feeling my cunt going through spasmodic thrills and chills as my pussy clenched, contracted, convulsed, and sent shivers of satisfying release up and down my spine.
I put this little bullet inside the pussy when I went out in the morning, only I didn't turn on the switch. I read in a book that enjoying sex at noon will keep you energized and more focused in the afternoon. So after the morning's work I quietly reached under the table and turned on the vibrator switch, at first I didn't adjust it to a very strong mode, just let it vibrate slightly to wake up my body.When I started to feel aroused, I adjusted the vibrator to a more intense mode and then planned to stand up and walk to the bathroom because I didn't really want to be at my desk moaning from my orgasm.
But my colleague stopped me and she invited me to join her for lunch. I thought I should be able to control my expression and voice, so I went to the restaurant with her.I was on the verge of orgasm by the time I got to the restaurant, and to ease this embarrassment I quickly held up the menu to shield my face, hoping it wouldn't show my co-workers that I was now out of sorts.
Suddenly the climax came and my hand just grabbed the edge of the menu and the knuckles of my fingers started to turn white under the force. My vagina contracted in bursts and I felt the juices slowly flowing out, my body shaking slightly under the stimulation of my orgasm.
The waiter came up to our table and asked if I needed any help. I was drowning in the afterglow of my orgasm so I didn't say anything, mentally praying that he would leave soon. My colleague pulled down the menu that was blocking my face and asked me what was wrong. While trying to look calm I said to her, "Nothing, I just suddenly got a little bit of a racing heart." No one knows what I just went through.

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