Work can be so boring - don't you think? It certainly was for me until I decided to spice things up. I work in the civil service, which is as boring as it gets. My home life isn't much more exciting - I have been married for two years to the nicest man you could ever wish to meet - emphasis on nice. We don't have any kids; to be honest I'm not ready for them yet. Besides, given the number of times we have sex in a month, there is precious little chance of it ever happening. Before I met Bob, I used to be a bit of a wildchild. After I met my Prince Charming, I thought I could settle down, and put my wild side behind me. That lasted all of six months. By that time, I was climbing the walls. We go out with a few other couples, but I have nothing in common with the other women in our circle of friends. All they want to talk about is their new kitchen or when they are going to start a family. It's like I'm the only horny one amongst all of them. While they are babbling on about their new dining room table, I'm daydreaming about sucking cock, or getting fucked.

It all started last Friday. I was doing a pile of photocopying for my boss. There's a small photocopying room on most floors in the building. I had been in there almost an hour, and I was going out of my mind with boredom. That's when Tony Jackson walked in. He's on the grade above me, and works on the same floor. I hadn't really had much to do with him before that day. He is fit, in his mid twenties, and has the kind of tight arse I want to bury my teeth into. I'm not sure we had even spoken before that afternoon. He asked me if I was going to be long. I had almost finished, so I told him I wouldn't be more than a few minutes. He said he would wait. His hands were full with the files which he was waiting to photocopy, so when I got down onto my knees, unzipped his fly, and pulled out his cock - he didn't have a free hand to stop me. I'm not sure he would have tried to anyway.

Even now, I get wet just thinking about it. What made it so exciting, apart from the fact I had a nice hard cock in my mouth, was the knowledge that someone might walk in at any moment. The funny thing was he never even looked down at me. He just stared at the photocopy machine which was churning out my copies. I didn't have time for anything elaborate, so I just gobbled him down, and helped him along by stroking the base of his cock with my hand. He must have been turned on because he came within less than a minute. I swallowed his hot, thick spunk as fast as I could, and then shoved his cock back inside his fly. I grabbed my photocopying, and left him standing there. I've bumped into Tony a few times since then, but he has never said anything about that day. I just give him a little smile, and he usually blushes. There are literally hundreds of men working in the same building as me - I have decided that I am going to have as many of them as I can.