G Hall

Office Surprise Part 1

Chapter 1

Kate pulled into the office car park just as it was starting to get light outside. As the owner and manager of a busy property consultancy, she knew there was a lot of work that had to be completed that week. She had dedicated her working life to making the consultancy as success, and she knew it was her name and business that were on the line if she did not deliver on time. She had ten staff working for her, but wanted to get a head start on the work she needed to do, and the best time for her to do that was early in the morning when there was no distractions. As the sun started to rise, she knew it was going to be another hot day.

After unlocking the office and walking in, things did not quite seem how they should be. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, it just didn’t feel right. The desks were untidy, chairs seemed further out from the desks than usual, and some of the drawers were partly open. She knew she was putting her staff under a lot of pressure with their workloads, but they normally took pride in the appearance of the office. Then she heard a noise, a sort of ‘clunk’ coming from the direction of her private office in the corner. Looking over, she saw her office door was open, and knew for sure her feelings had been right. She always shut her office door when she left. Something was definitely wrong. She heard the noise again, it was difficult to say what it was, and it was almost as though something metal was being rattled. She slowly started to walk towards her office, to try to see what it was. As she did so, she heard the noise again, and again, it seemed to be getting more frequent. She hesitated. Should she continue and see where the noise is coming from, or should she go and get help? She convinced herself that at this early hour, there was unlikely to be anyone around that could help, and she didn’t have time to wait until someone arrived. She eased forward, until she could see into her office through the open door. Her office was a mess, the desk drawers had been emptied all over the floor, her chair was overturned, and she could see the door for the cupboard which contained the safe was open, though the safe remained closed.

‘Clunk, Clunk.’

There was the noise again, louder, sounding more frenzied. She froze. The office had clearly been broken into, what if the thief was still here and was making that noise? But if they were still here, they must have known she was there, as she had switched the office lights on when she first came in, so why hadn’t they already tried to get past her, or tried to get her to open the safe?

‘Clunk, Clunk, Clunk.’

What the hell was that noise? She eased forward again, and caught sight of something moving. Feet, or more precisely, running shoes. They were kicking back and forwards, as though they were trying to push backwards but they were not getting grip.

‘What the hell!’ she thought, as she edged a bit further forward. Sure enough, there was a pair of denim-clad legs, kicking and pushing at the ground. Panic set in, what if the thief was having some sort of seizure and needed help? She rushed into her office to check, but again stopped in her tracks at the sight before her.

Her office was on the top floor of a three-storey building. It did not have proper air conditioning, but instead had old-fashioned ventilation ducts. There was a vent on the rear wall at floor level, and she saw the cover had been forcibly removed. Now, sticking out of the duct, was the lower half of a man. It was as though he was in a sitting position, with everything above his waist in the ventilation duct. His hands were down by his side, trying to push up off the floor, and his feet were desperately kicking, trying to push up and into the duct, but he was stuck. She realised the noise had been the duct rattling. Finding the situation quite funny, and no longer feeling any fear, Kate walked over for a closer look. As she did so, the legs seemed to give up trying to push up the duct, and she could hear muffled cries for help.

“Well, what do we have here?” Kate said.

“Help me, I’m stuck.” She heard the man shout.

“How did you get in here?” She asked.

“Though the vents.” Was the muffled response.

“How did you get in through the vents but can’t get back out?”

“My arms, they’re stuck.”

Kate looked down, and from the position of the mans hands, she realised that he must have entered through the ducts with his arms raised above his head, but when trying to get out, he had kept them at his sides, possibly for extra push, and as a result had got stuck.

“Can you breathe?” She asked

“Yes. Please help me.” He cried.

Kate felt a series of emotions. She was annoyed that someone would break into her office, she was annoyed at the disruption to her work, but she found the predicament the man had landed himself in quite amusing. And as she stood above the lower half of his body, sticking out from a hole in the wall, she felt a new emotion. She started to feel turned on at the realisation she had total control over this man. The more she looked, the more turned on she got. She wondered how old the man was, what sort of build he was, what he looked like. They were all things she could not tell from the position he was in, and her imagination started to run wild. She started to think about the things she could do to this man, to punish him for daring to break into her office and for messing up her morning. Yes she had deadlines to meet, but she also had a defenceless man stuck in her office, and no other staff would arrive for at least another couple of hours. How often do chances like this come along?

“I’m going to try to get you out.” She said, as she crouched down beside the man and started to try to push her fingers up into the duct. She actually had no intention of helping him, she was only trying to get a feel of his stomach, to get a better gauge of his build, but he was that firmly stuck, she couldn’t really feel much.

“I’ll have to call for help to get you out.” She said. “But it will be a couple of hours before the office opens for the ventilation system maintenance company, so in the meantime, I’m going to make sure the wait is not a waste of my time.”

She heard a muffled response, but wasn’t sure what he was saying. She didn’t care. She reached down and began to undo his belt buckle, at which point the muffled cries got louder and the man started kicking his feet again. She immediately reached down, took a tight hold of his crotch area, and squeezed.

“Now listen up,” She said, forcibly. “Your in no position to resist. You’ve fucked up my morning, so now I’m going to make the most of it. We can do this the easy way, or the difficult way, personally I don’t care, but either way, it’s going to happen.”

He stopped kicking.

“That’s more like it.” She said, as she returned her attention to his belt buckle. Once it was undone, she pulled the belt free from his jeans. She stood up and swung the belt, bringing it down hard on his thigh. That brought more muffled shouts and the legs started kicking again. She struck him several other times, before crouching again and grabbing his crotch, squeezing and twisting this time.

“Look,” She said. “I can do this all day if I want. The only way you will get out of here is by accepting what is going to happen to you, so shut up, or it will get worse.”

As she let go of his crotch and stood again before swinging the belt and this time bringing it down cleanly between his legs. He groaned and his knees shot up, then his legs straightened again. He seemed to be realising that wriggling would just make things worse.

She was still curious as to what this guy looked like, so she went through his jeans pockets on the off chance he had a wallet with some form of I.D. in it, but there was only a key for a door, she assumed to wherever he lived, a small amount of loose change, and some condoms.

‘What the hell, time for some fun.’ She thought.

She unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them down around his ankles. She didn’t pull them completely off, as they formed a bind round his ankles, reducing the amount he could kick. She had a quick look at the label inside and saw the waist size was thirty-two inches. She noticed the jeans were designer, as were the boxer shorts the man wore, and with the waist size, she had a picture in her mind that she was dealing with a relatively young man, in good physical shape. Either that or a middle aged man wearing jeans far too tight for him and trying to re-capture his youth! There was one thing for sure though, he was no longer kicking in resistance, and from the bulge in his boxer shorts, he seemed to be enjoying it now!

She stood to admire the sight before her. The man had muscular thighs and his legs had little hair. His tight fitting boxers now left nothing to the imagination, and she liked what she saw. She moved her foot until it hovered over the man’s crotch. She was wearing high-heeled shoes, and she pressed the heel down on top of his cock. She heard a whimper. The man struggled again, as she pressed harder. She held her heel there for a few seconds, before lifting her foot off. She then repeated the process, pressing harder this time. He whimpered again and tried to kick with his legs, but the restricted movement from his jeans meant he moved both feet up at the same time. As he did so, his legs spread, and Kate got a good glimpse at where his balls were. Quickly moving her foot down, she started to press her heel onto on one of his balls. He tried to wriggle from side to side, but that just resulted in more pressure being applied to his balls, so he soon stopped. Kate again removed her foot, but repeated the process several more times, both to his cock and balls. Then she stopped.

“Time for a better look.” She said, as she reached down and took hold of the waistband of his boxers. She pulled them down to his ankles, and then stood for a better look. He had a good-sized cock, large, but not overly large. She noticed his pubic hair was fairly neatly trimmed, so was happy in her mind she was dealing with a younger man rather than someone going through a mid life crisis. She squatted and took hold of his cock, stroking it back and forwards. She then reached over and took a condom from his wallet. Leaving her skirt on, she slid her underwear off, and straddled the man before slipping the condom over his cock and lowering herself on top. It felt good; it had been a while since she had ridden a cock. The space was however restricted due to the wall, so she stood up and turned round, before lowering herself back down, into the reverse cowboy position, and she started rocking back and forwards.

It wasn’t long before she felt the first rush of pleasure rush through her body. The whole situation had made her horny as hell. She slowed down the pace, reached down and started to massage the man’s balls. As she did so, he drew his legs up, spreading them slightly as he did so, to give her easier access. She continued to massage his balls with one hand, and slid the other lower, taking advantage of the enhanced access, and started to squeeze his ass.

‘Nice a firm’ she thought, as she ran her hand from cheek to cheek, as far back as she could reach. As she did so, she had an idea. There was something she had always wanted to do to a man, but had never had the opportunity, until now. She would need slightly better access to his ass though. She continued to massage his balls and ass, moving her hand further from side to side, and the man instinctively parted his legs slightly further. Realising it was now or never, she raised her hand to her mouth, sucked her index finger making sure she applied as much saliva as she could, and returned her hand to his ass. Instead of concentrating on his cheeks, she went straight for his asshole. He jerked his legs slightly as she found her spot and began running her finger round the opening. She applied some more pressure and began to work her finger inside. He let out a noise, which she could not really tell whether it was enjoyment or not, but she just kept rocking back and forwards on his cock, massaging his balls, and working his finger further and further into his ass. There was a lot of resistance to her finger, and she could only get it in up to about her first knuckle, but she could feel she was coming again. She had often wondered what it would be like to finger fuck a man, and now she was doing it. She ground harder onto his cock, and again felt a wave of pleasure rush through her.

She felt she had not properly satisfied her desire to finger a man, but knew she would not manage to get her finger any further in without more lubrication, and there was no way she was going to lick her finger again after it had been in his butt! She had another idea. Being a career minded businesswoman, she did not really have time for relationships, and travelled a lot. But she still had her needs, so carried what she referred to as her ‘personal companion’ in her bag. She eased herself up, and walked over to her bag, where, from a zipped compartment, she removed her ‘personal companion’ — a small dildo. She also took another condom from his wallet and slid it over the dildo before straddling the man again. She began to grind on his cock again, and massaging his balls, and before long his legs had parted wide enough. Reaching for the dildo, she positioned it in front of his asshole, before bringing it forward and easing it in. He jerked more this time, trying to close his legs, but she was ready for that and had her elbow in the way. She felt resistance against the dildo, so with the flick of a finger, she switched on the vibration and continued to ease it in. Again she heard noises from the man, but was fairly sure this time they were moans. His legs seemed to stop resisting anyway. She ground herself harder and she pushed the dildo in further, until it was as far as she dared. She then eased it out and back in again, fucking his ass with the dildo. Before long she could feel from his balls that he was about to come, and she felt him spurting into the condom just as she had her third orgasm.

Exhausted, she slumped forward, letting go of the dildo, which slipped out of his ass. After a few minutes, she slid off his cock and stood for one final look. She couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of the lower half of a man, jeans and boxers round his ankles, a full condom starting to slip off his softening cock, and a dildo with a condom still on it, vibrating away on the floor between his legs. She quickly started to come back to her senses, and realised she would struggle to explain this if one of the employees arrived. She picked up her underwear and the dildo, before removing the condom from the man’s cock and quickly going to the bathroom. She freshened herself up before putting her underwear back on and flushing the condoms down the toilet. She gave the dildo a quick wash, before returning to her office and putting it back in her bag. She then pulled the man’s boxers and jeans back up and fastened them. Realising she had no chance of getting his belt back on, she hid that in her bag. Looking around, she was satisfied there was no evidence of what had been going on. She then called the police to report the break in.

Chapter 2

By the time the police arrived, the first of her employees were also arriving. Everyone found the sight of the lower half of a man’s body sticking out of the vent quite amusing. Kate assured the police she was satisfied nothing had been taken, and thought she must have disturbed him, and he got stuck trying to make a quick get away. Realising there was no other way to get the man out; they called the maintenance company for the ventilation system. While they were waiting for the engineer to arrive, the rest of Kate’s all female staff arrived, each one quite amused at the situation. Not as amused as they would have been if the arrived half an hour earlier, Kate thought to herself.

To get to the ducting, the engineer had to cut a small section of the wall away, but after he did so, he only had to loosen a few bolts, and the man could be freed. Kate watched in anticipation at finally getting to see what he looked like. As the police helped him up, she could see she was right, he was a young man, maybe mid twenties. He was dripping with sweat, must have been kind of hot on there she though to herself. As a result his T-Shirt clung tightly to his body, and she could see that he was well toned. Suddenly she felt some embarrassment. Not only was she seeing who she had been fucking for the last hour or so for the first time, he too was seeing who had been taking advantage of him for the first time. But noticed saw he was looking round everyone in the office, rather than straight at her, as she expected. She then realised she was just one of eleven women in the office, all of whom were admiring his body through his T-Shirt. He would have no idea which one it was, or even whether there was more than one person involved, and she suspected his pride would get the better of him so he wouldn’t say what had happened. Sure enough, as the police lead him away, he remained silent.

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G Hall
Office Surprise Part 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 2