"I love to hear your breath quicken like that."
I heard him say.
"Yes, tell me what to do."
He pleaded next.
"Oh, you are in a naughty mood this morning."
I felt my own cheeks flush.
"I can't do that NOW!"
He proclaimed in a hushed yet excited voice.

I rolled my chair closer to the thin partition that seperated me from my new co-worker. This is my first day, and I might add, is proving to be worth the transfer. I am calmed by his deep moans into the receiver. I close my eyes and pretend to be the one on the other end of the line. The one teasing him and making his cock grow harder. Oh, to have his voice echo in my ear. I find it hard to control my own breathing.

"Aarrrggghhhhh!!! You're killing me!"
I hear him whimper.
What is the vixen whispering on the other line? Is she touching herself, too? Or is she just teasing him?
I hear him shifting in his office chair.
"Let me see if anyone is around."
He whispers back into the receiver.
I quickly begin typing furiously on my keyboard, completely engrossed in the words appearing quickly on the screen at the same time trying to ignore the growing wetness between my legs.
With a quick push of his chair, he stands and looks around. How he does not see me, is a mystery.
"If I am going to unzip my pants, I want you to do something for me."
Hearing his demand, I await....
"Ok, turn on the vibrator and let me hear it....Good. Now, let me hear you lick it and lube it like it was my cock about to stretch your pussy."

All my doubts about her be a participating partner on this call was distinguished. It took all my constraints not to pull my own pocket vibrator out of my purse. It would be so easy to reach down and retrieve my ready friend....
I hear the slow Zzzzzz of his zipper. I hear the slow rhythmic movements of his hands up and down his shaft. My screaming clit is yelling for some attention. Just a quick push of my button and I know my orgasm would flood. Oh the torture! Why did they put my desk next to his....and the phone call on the first day.

"I can hear your juices...Huh? Yes, I am imagining your warm mouth."
Oh, sweet jesus, this eavesdropping is killing me. If he wants a warm mouth, then why not.
I gather my courage which is fueled by the heat between my legs. I slowly turn the corner of his hiding place and catch a glimpse of his masculine hand pumping his glistening cock. His shiney pre-cum lubing the way.

"Who am I thinking of?"
I stop in my steps as I hear him ask.
"Why would you think I would be thinking of anyone but you? Ohhh...put the vib in deeper."
I can hear that deep roar in his voice. The growl before the explosion. All I can see of my new co-worker is his impressive rod. I can feel my pussy begin to drip and leave a wet and sticky trail on the inside of my thighs.
Two more steps and he would be in full view. Oh, I can't risk such exposure in a new office. But, I feel him drawing me out.

One more step...
His monitor is blinking. I recognize the blue borders of the familiar site called MySpace.
"Oh, yes, my dear. Fill yourself up as if it were me...yes, I can feel you."
"Hmmm....yes..."
With one last deep breath in, I round the final edges of the corner. He sits smiling in his big office chair staring straight at me.
The receiver rests coldly on the base. My familiar profile pic smiles seductively back at me. Holding my breath, he grabs my hands and brings me to my knees.
As my waiting mouth finds his cock...filling and spreading my jaws, he whispers, "it's nice to finally meet you."

xoxooxoxox
NakedNurse